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A plea after long absence [27 Jan 2007|02:17am]
Hey everyone,
First off, yes I am alive and I am sorry that I have been so busy that I barely read livejournal, let alone write in it. Please feel free to call me to chat, me cell number remains the same.
Secondly, I want everyone to give me money.


...yes, I know you think I'm joking, but I'm actually serious. Though when I say "give me money" I actually mean "please make a charitable tax deductible donation to help the Special Olympics."

I now refer you to the e-mail I am sending out chronically.

*ahem*
Hey everyone,
So I come to plague your consciences and bring to the fore your sense of charity.
(the following text has been ripped from the website)
I've decided to do something very cool to benefit Special Olympics Massachusetts. In February 2007, I am going to jump into the icy-cold winter waters. Rain, snow, or shine - I'm going to do it.

Why would I do something so wacky? The Passion Plunge is a very effective fundraiser that benefits over 9,300 Special Olympics athletes in Massachusetts, and it is worth it for me to contribute in any way I can - and I need help in doing so!

Special Olympics provides year-round athletic training and competition to athletes in the state with intellectual disabilities, and in doing so helps to improve the lives of many people and their families.

This is the 9th year of the event, and to date the Passion Plunge has raised over $1.2 million for Special Olympics Massachusetts. Together, we can continue to make a difference!
(end website ripped text)

So right, I’m jumping into the Atlantic Ocean in February. Anyone who gives money to the cause I will guarantee pictures of my freezing miserable self when I emerge from the icy depths. So please help me to utterly destroy my fundraising goal. I posted a goal of $250.00, but really I want to raise $5,000.00 (I get a cool vest if I do, lol). So tell your friends, generous enemies, and local businesses to help me support Special Olympics. You can either send me a check made out to “Special Olympics Massachusetts” or if you want to make it REALLY easy on me you can go to www.passionplunge.org and click on the link (left side margin, under the sub-heading “visitors”) that says “Sponsor a Plunger” and search for me (Adam Hartwell).

Thanks so very much in advance for helping me in this cause, and please spread the word so that we can make this year’s Special Olympics the best ever.

Take care of yourselves,
- Adam Hartwell
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Fuck the pretenders, bow to the Alpha [12 Dec 2005|07:32pm]
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Wolves share pack love
Created by: handhrules
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[30 Oct 2005|11:27pm]
http://members.tripod.com/pc_jokes/echo7.htm
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Geeky plus Funny [03 Aug 2005|03:53pm]
Sharing the amusing
http://www.startrek.com/startrek/view/features/specials/article/7660.html

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Calling Friends of Fox [12 Jul 2005|03:17am]
Hey, this is a special message going out to everyone who is a friend of Fox . Her mother is going through a real rough time right now and could use some help. I took the post she made in her journal and reposted it below. Please contact her (or me if you don't know how) if you can be of assistance.

Fox says:
"I am going to need to rent a u haul and I need a couple of strong people to put stuff into it from my moms at Fitchburg and bring it to a storage bin in Amherst. IF someone has a big truck and can take multiple trips that would be better. Her landlord is being a real asshole and I don't feel like getting into the details. You can aim me or post here. If you want you can speak to my mother via aim if you contact me."
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[11 Jul 2005|02:29pm]
I'm trying to decide if it's worth it to drive 6 hours to watch another showing of "The Rocky Horror Show" the play RHPS is based on. If I did go I would definetly want to go with multiple drivers so we could spell each other and therefore be energetic for the show.
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[17 Jun 2005|07:15pm]
1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. If we've met, when and how did we meet?
4. What social event or place would you like to go to with me?
5. Would you kiss me?
6. Describe me in one word.
7. What was your first impression?
8. Do you still think that way about me now?
9. What reminds you of me?
10. If you could give me anything what would it be?
11. How well do you know me?
12. When's the last time you saw me?
13. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
14. Are you going to put this on your blog and see what I say about you?
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Sweetness of the day [20 Sep 2004|12:00pm]
OK, so here's the sweetness of the day.
I have just received confirmation to be enrolled to get certified as a Rape Counselor/Educator through UMass. Which means that rather than paying for the training, I'm taking it for credit. Thus it becomes excellent on two levels.
This year seems to be dedicated to me becoming certifiable, lol.
This summer I received my certifications in First Aid, CPR and AED (Automatic External Defibrillator)
There are plans in the works at my job to get me certified in Med. Distribution
and then there is the course I just noted, not to mention the certificate I received for tutoring my peers at the Writing Center here at UMass for 2 years.
Also by the end of this year I will have completed all sections of the MTEL (Massachusetts Test for Educator Licensure).
I know these are nothing but stupid little pieces of paper, but it makes me feel somewhat accomplished.
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Friends Only [08 Jul 2004|09:04pm]
For future notice, this journal will now be friends only. Ciao.
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Decisions [21 Jun 2004|09:16pm]
[ mood | contemplative ]

Consider this, there is no such thing as a non - life altering decision. All decisions, no matter how small, ultimately modify a persons existance in ways which said person cannot envision. We all try to way the different possibilities and wonder what might happen if we do X though variable Y could influence it in the case of N or what have you. In any case, we are all forever modifying our fates through those opportunities we choose and equally by those we let slip by. This subject has been waying heavily on my mind recently. I am currently trying to make a decision, a major one. One of those socially referred to as actually "life altering" decisions. This is an accurate phrase as based on my decision my life will be visibly altered in multiple, definable ways. So here I sit pondering, for there truly is no better word for it, on how I wish to proceed. The thing about decisions is that if YOU are deciding something, you are being in herently egotistical and selfish. As YOU are taking control of this idea and dictating a result that may ultimately affect many people around you. Sometimes you have to be willing to sacrifice possibility for actuality. I have never been the type to settle for good enough when great was possible. A person who settles makes the decision that a mediocre life is all the happiness they are willing to accept. I prefer to live in a world of laughter and tears. I will accept misery as a penalty for striving for happiness. I will not have just misery though, it will be great misery, misery such as can be a justifiable talion to the passionate bliss I could achieve as its alternate. Chance exists to give meaning to our lives. In order to accomplish greatness there exists only one thing, one wall, one line in the sand that must be crossed; and that is to decide.

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Can't sleep, so I'll write [18 Jun 2004|11:17pm]
The only thing worse than not being able to sleep, is knowing why you are unable to sleep. My slumber is intruded upon by fear and doubt of things I wish I could be sure of. Don't worry my fellow geeks, I have not yet turned to the Dark Side. I am a person of extremes you see, and what makes me confusing to others (yeah I know we all believe that no one can understand us *whine whine whine*, deal) is that I am often both extremes simultaneously. I think that this system works well for me, for while I may seem all over the spectrum, if you take a step back you see that this tends to balance me. Balance is something I constantly crave. I am an outrageous person (I have a voted superlative certificate to prove it) passionate and probably disconcerting to many but I am also very grounded. I let my spirit soar, but keep my feet firmly planted so that it always has a home to come back to. Recently though I have been slipping. I can feel the loam beneath my soles breaking up and falling away, leaving me a razors edge to cut myself on if I choose not to fall. Many people close to me whose opinions I trust have all advised me that this is because I have become to self-sacrificing, especially in certain parts of my life. They also all agree on a course of action that I am yet loath to take. I am still holding out for the site of the dove on the horizon; but the sky is bleak. Ever I look into its dark majesty for the winging bit of white hope that I have been clinging to. I am a big man, and holding myself up is tiring. I refuse to give up though. Awhile ago I decided to put affirmations, statements of my beliefs, on the walls of my room to remind me of them. One of them is this "No matter how many times I am defeated, I will never be Beaten." I stand by this. I will fight on as long as possibility exists. This is my way, it is the way I have had to live, to survive in a world where I am exactly wrong for all groups. I could've been popular as a football player, I could've been accepted as an academic, I could've been embraced as a manipulator. I chose the road less traveled. I have been scratched by thorns as I walked, I have torn open my hands climbing cliffs and I have been broken by the elements countless times as I followed this forboding passage. But I have not yet been beaten. Halfway is never good enough, because in the wild halfeaten just means the rest of you is being saved for later. Like a shark, life doesn't work unless you keep moving. I can't live stalled in the middle. Change is important, the universe is ever evolving. For a change to be a change it must complete itself, it must reach it's next stage. Well I have a full day starting in 5 hours. Fare ye well in the decisions you make in your own lives, but be ever mindful that no matter your desire, the wind of fate will always be finicky and inconsistant.
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ummm..whoa [18 Jun 2004|08:40am]
Friend posted this...I think the flying car is next.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/technology/3791795.stm
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My Names as Diseases, whee [16 Jun 2004|09:57pm]
Look under here and catch that which I am.

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C'mon, how could I not take this quiz? [13 Jun 2004|07:56am]
You're Sacrificing Ariel.
Which Ariel are you?
~ a quiz by Clear Black Lines ~
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Heh heh [13 Jun 2004|07:34am]
How to make a Lord_Couger
Ingredients:

3 parts intelligence

5 parts silliness

5 parts leadership
Method:
Stir together in a glass tumbler with a salted rim. Serve with a slice of wisdom and a pinch of salt. Yum!
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More Lyrics!!! (mine again) [11 Jun 2004|09:16am]
Hey everyone. Well now, this is getting to be a habit. Don't worry though, this will likely be the last time I do this for awhile. Hopefully this time I won't misspell something in the chorus before cutting and pasting it multiple times. Here is another set of geeky song lyrics written because the idea was too good/stupid to not be followed through on. If you don't find this song funny, go watch more anime and then re-read the lyrics. So, without further ado:

ANIME GIRLS CALL ME BAKA
by Me, the PJ DJ

*Chorus*
Anime girls, they call me baka
My nose bleeds, like a faucet
I need a girl who will excuse, my klutzy faux pas
Cuz I may be echii, but I'm a nice guy after all
*end chorus*

I like girls, but it seems they don't like me
I try to shake hands, but trip and touch booby
The view from up here sure is nice
but why'd you have to punch me in the face
It's kinda scary you carry that knife
it's true
I won't admit it but I like you

*Chorus*
Anime girls, they call me baka
My nose bleeds, like a faucet
I need a girl who will excuse, my klutzy faux pas
Cuz I may be echii, but I'm a nice guy after all
*end chorus*

You found my secret porn stash the other day
Surprised you didn't hear my heart break when you ran
away
I ran after, but you hit me with the door
damn is my face ever sore
I hope you don't think me a boor
but you know
when you're angry you glow

*Chorus*
Anime girls, they call me baka
My nose bleeds, like a faucet
I need a girl who will excuse, my klutzy faux pas
Cuz I may be echii, but I'm a nice guy after all
*end chorus*

When you beat me up your graceful like ballet
Like the time I asked where you keep that giant mallet
Your eyes sparkle in the sun
Please stop shooting me from a cannon
Don't you know I could never abandon
you
If you're Ash I'm pikachu

*Chorus*
Anime girls, they call me baka
My nose bleeds, like a faucet
I need a girl who will excuse, my klutzy faux pas
Cuz I may be echii, but I'm a nice guy after all
*end chorus*

You always look so sexy in your glasses
And in your gym clothes you have one of the world's
greatest asses
Your cup's indirect kisses make me blush
I saw your panties when you fell on your tush
I hope this series ends in mush
because it's true
I will always love you

Anime girls, they call me baka.
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YAY and Qoute of the Day [10 Jun 2004|11:06am]
YAY, I just got confirmation that I got the job I wanted. Starting next week I will have an additional full time job that directly relates to my career choice, w00t!

In other news the other day A and I were discussing TV, Movies, and Video Games and the blame laid on them for violence in society. During this conversation A said the following which is definetly the quote of the day if not of the month.

"My Nintendo didn't fuck me up. My Nintendo kept me off the streets."
- A

Yeah, she rawks.
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I didn't write this one [09 Jun 2004|10:46pm]
Well, I'm exhausted but I wanted to post something. People seem to like song lyrics, so I thought I'd post more. This time though I decided to post some classic lyrics (as in I didn't write them) to an old Bessie Smith tune. For those who don't know, Bessie Smith was huge around the 1920's and is still considered one of the greats in Jazz and Blues (further proof that I do, in fact, listen to all types of music). So yeah, Bessie Smith, here you go.

Empty Bed Blues
Sung by Bessie Smith
recording of March 28 1928, New York City

I woke up this morning with a awful aching head
I woke up this morning with a awful aching head
My new man had left me, just a room and a empty bed

Bought me a coffee grinder that's the best one I could find
Bought me a coffee grinder that's the best one I could find
Oh, he could grind my coffee, 'cause he had a brand new grind

He's a deep sea diver with a stroke that can't go wrong
He's a deep sea diver with a stroke that can't go wrong
He can stay at the bottom and his wind holds out so long

He knows how to thrill me and he thrills me night and day
Oh, he knows how to thrill me, he thrills me night and day
He's got a new way of loving, almost takes my breath away

Lord, he's got that sweet somethin' and I told my girlfriend Lou
He's got that sweet somethin' and I told my girlfriend Lou
From the way she's raving, she must have gone and tried it too

(Part 2)

When my bed get empty make me feel awful mean and blue
When my bed get empty make me feel awful mean and blue
My springs are getting rusty, sleeping single like I do

Bought him a blanket, pillow for his head at night
Bought him a blanket, pillow for his head at night
Then I bought him a mattress so he could lay just right

He came home one evening with his spirit way up high
He came home one evening with his spirit way up high
What he had to give me, make me wring my hands and cry

He give me a lesson that I never had before
He give me a lesson that I never had before
When he got to teachin' me, from my elbow down was sore

He boiled my first cabbage and he made it awful hot
He boiled my first cabbage and he made it awful hot
When he put in the bacon, it overflowed the pot

When you git good lovin', never go and spread the news
Yes, he'll double-cross you, and leave you with them empty bed blues
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oh yeah, I'm a geek [09 Jun 2004|12:05pm]

You're in the Geek box.


What box do you get put in?
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Right Brain (74%) high which suggests you are very visual, figurative, artistic, and intuitive.
Left Brain (56%) moderately high which suggests you are logical, articulate, assertive, and practical
Are You Right or Left Brained?
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Hee hee hee, another song [08 Jun 2004|06:45pm]
Well, in part because I am in too much of a hurry for a real entry, and in part because of the rave reviews I recieved for my last one (or a couple compliments from friends anyways). I present to y'all another set of lyrics I wrote that I found in an old notebook. This one I wrote in my Freshman year (my excuse for the bad parts), didn't edit it, so yeah, here you go.

Straight Gay Best Friend:

We talk fashion after school
Music, art, as well as jewels
You don't care if I see you nude
even ask about the attractiveness of your boobs
Then you go screw some fucking 'hole
Leaving me to pound my own stiff pole

*Chorus*
I'm your Straigh Gay Best Friend
Just cuz I appreciate your feelings
Doesn't mean you don't send me reeling
The sensitive guy never gets any pie
I'm your Straight Gay Best Friend!
*end chorus*

She cries about her ex's on my shoulder
She doesn't realize how much I'd like to hold her
When she's tense I give her a massage
If she knew what I was thinking she'd take umbrage
She says I'm the only man she can trust
So I put ice in my boxers when I must

*Chorus*
I'm your Straigh Gay Best Friend
Just cuz I appreciate your feelings
Doesn't mean you don't send me reeling
The sensitive guy never gets any pie
I'm your Straight Gay Best Friend!
*end chorus*

Had a little party in my dorm
All girls and me seems to be the norm
At the end had girls underwear posted on my wall
None has any interest in me at all
Why is it that they can't see
That I am also rather manly

I'm your Straight Gay Best Friend

*musical interlude (guitar solos and what have you)*

*Chorus reprise*
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