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September 6th, 2003

apparently I'm a girl, are you? @ 12:47 pm

The day is warm, a perfect day for hanging out, having a great time, and generally jubilation for some, solemness for others. But the nice thing is that it is in fact cool, sunny, and not humid at all. What does this mean, its a perfect day for a game. Not a chess game, not a checkers game, a football game. I'm sure when I enter Common Grounds, a coffee shop On Dixon Street, that there will be chess playing going on and other insightful things, but today's the day where intelligence has 0 boundaries and all that is required is testerone and muscle to succeed.

The campus is teeming with activity today with the fact that its game day which seems to be drawwing quite near. The Arkansas Razorbacks are playing the University of Oklahoma and before I leave for coffee I hope to be able to watch some of the game, hopefully. I'm not too keen on going so I'm glad I did not get tickets as my sister did two weeks ago. There's just so many tourists around that it shatters the usual Saturday solitude which falls so hard on the campus usually. Weekends are generally too quiet. Brough was the usual though, bad, and I wish I had taken Chris and Denna's idea of not going. The barbecue chicken was just WRONG.

Interesting that I've been in school now for two weeks. Its seems like much longer. I don't know exactly why, but it is in fact , it seems impossible, but its true.

I've hooked up my braille display to my computer now so I'll hopefully be able to read my entries and take out some of the spelling mistakes which have plagued me in previous entries. I should go back and read my whole journal some day but I'll have to wait till summer or something just because its so long. I'm noticing that I seem to put the vowell before the consonant like when I say that, I sometimes put taht. The interesting fact is that when I think of writing the word that, and when I write the misspelling of it, its hard to get my brain to process writing taht rather than that. I suppose its the subconscious kicking in.

I'll get to the meaning of the subject later in the musing part of my entry, near the end.

Last night's sho was great. If it is to be my last, at least it was a good one. controlg sgenlaiche and dlambert all came over and we hooked up three mics to the mixer and made it sound totally awesome. My mike lveles were a bit screwy and I hope next week, if there is a next week, I can improve on it some. We spent most of the show laughing enswering messages from people that I hadn't talked to in a while, and generally having a great time. It was also cool to look up various charactaristic Gaelic names for people. Thanks to ruadh_innsean for her help on that one.

I got my analytical chemistry book yesterday. I almost fainted at the mention of the price, $128.08? What the hell are these dudes charging that much for? And, why for a class that's only two hours?

We started a very random group yesterday in the coffee shop and me, chris, and Maggie sat there sipping mochas. Of course, Maggie was eating coffee beans as has been her tradition lately. She's truly a crazy girl. Anyway, moving onward. This guy came in named Steve. Steve's a retired teacher
and spends his days hanging out in the library and gaining knowledge by the truckload by reading, talking to people, discussing. So we sat there in the coffee shop talking about all manner of things. Chris just sat there and we reckoned he works for the Homeland Security force and he was just takingin all of what we were saying in a miniaturized camera implanted in his forward for later reporting to the home office. We decided to meet next friday. Steve's idea is to call ourselves The Eclectics and I think based on the conversation we subplanted ourselves to, its a damn good name.

Ok to the subject. There's a site called the The Gender Genie. I think its a load of crap really but here's how it works. It takes your writing and analyzes it by a random algorithm which is supposedly explained in a New York Times article which I can't get to because it requires registration to view the article. Anyway, you type or paste in writing samples, journal entries, anything into it to see if it matches the pronouns you use and other defining grammar. It returns after some churning and gurgling whether or not it thinks your writing style is female or male. For some reason, my style is always, and I ran several entries through, very female. i've always been a sensitive guy, but am I really that female? Wo dude, very crazy stuff. Doe anyone get male ever, I don't know, I'm too damn female I suppose.

Well, suppose I'll proof this before I send it and then get ready to leeave for Common Grounds. More later.
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Date:September 6th, 2003 12:51 pm (UTC)
Maybe it comes back always saying girl. I am a girl, but it said girl too. I've been accused of looking like a boy before, so go figure.
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Date:September 6th, 2003 03:07 pm (UTC)
Same thing for me--girl. Go figure. Maybe I need to make my writing more manly. *Grunts*
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Date:September 6th, 2003 08:42 pm (UTC)
I bet that thing always says girl unless you just paste in grunts and shit about sports. Don't feel bad about having an alleged feminine writing style. Chicks dig that shit.
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Date:September 6th, 2003 09:32 pm (UTC)
Chicks supposedly like a feminine guy, one who is sensitive, in tune with himself. Now as far as the gay community I'm not too sure. I'd read the article but haven't gotten registered as of yet, must check it out some time, damn ready for bed, very tired.
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Date:September 7th, 2003 07:25 am (UTC)
Don't let that image that chicks are into guys who are sensitive and in touch with their feelings dominate how you act around women. When she says she wants a guy who's sensitive and in touch with his feelings, she's picturing the ideal man who has about 100 other qualities, who also happens to be sensitive and in touch with his feelings.


Let me land the plane for you.

Women don't MEAN what you THINK they mean
when they talk about what they want in a man.

And if you take the things women say too
literally, you're going to wind up shooting
yourself in the foot.


So let me "decode" what women "really" mean
when they say common things.

Consider this your own personal "female
language translator". Refer to it often.


"I want a guy who is sensitive."


"I want a guy who is busy doing his own thing
in life, who has goals and objectives... who has
passion for things. If we're out together, he
always keeps me on my toes, and I'm always
wondering what's going to happen next. He's
challenging, interesting, and funny. I would
really like it if he was also sensitive enough
to know when I need a hug, or to be held, or
when I want him to make love to me."

Does this make sense?

Again, she's not imagining a picture of
a boring, predictable, Wussy who is sharing his
hurt feelings because he's so "sensitive".

Big difference.


"I want a guy who is in touch with his


"I want a guy who is strong-willed, and who
doesn't get upset about petty things... a guy
who can deal with the fact that I freak out
emotionally sometimes... and who knows how to
be cool when things are tough. But I also want
him to be in touch with his feelings so that:
1) He doesn't repress his emotions and then
eventually kill 10 people in his workplace, and
2) When he's intimate with me, and he feels a
passionate rush... he'll grab me and make love
to me like a beast!"

What she's NOT doing is making a picture of
a meek, afraid guy who calls all the time to
ask "Do you like me? Because I sure like you".

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Date:September 7th, 2003 07:05 pm (UTC)
Try submitting another piece of writing in again. This time, randomly throw in a series of grunts and whistles.
Maybe even make a comment about last nights football score, reguardless of whether or not it may be off topic.

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