 | You scored as agnosticism. You are an agnostic. Though it is generally taken that agnostics neither believe nor disbelieve in God, it is possible to be a theist or atheist in addition to an agnostic. Agnostics don't believe it is possible to prove the existence of God (nor lack thereof). Agnosticism is a philosophy that God's existence cannot be proven. Some say it is possible to be agnostic and follow a religion; however, one cannot be a devout believer if he or she does not truly believe.
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Tuesday, April 19, 2005
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Friday, February 18, 2005
LEVEL 7 -- VERY FEMININE
It's kinda assumed 'Oh, yeah he's gay'. Your consistent behavior leads anyone you come in contact with to think that you're more than likely a fun loving homo boy. You're the life of the party and your hands are moving and talking as much as your mouth. You clothes are so perfect that sometimes they look fake.
Tuesday, February 08, 2005
I really wish I could contribute to this more frequently. I find the day to day more trivial and less entertaining, I suppose summing things up every few weeks enhances the image that I'm more active (or not). In any case, I have as of late been far busier than I had anticipated. I've intentionally tried to keep my entries general as to not specify any details in my life...well, I guess that's somewhat pointless and at this point it would be difficult to explain things without clarification and more detail.
I work for the Sergeant at Arms for the Texas House of Representatives. For anyone not familiar with Texas Government, our legislature convenes every other year to pass legislation. It isn't the most efficient means of taking care of important state-wide issues, or the most timely, but somehow it works for us. Well, every other year the House and Senate meet from January through May. As of this past January we have been in session. When the House convenes the Sergeant's Office is primarily responsible for security within the House Chamber. This includes keeping the public off the floor and allowing only the Representatives and support staff who have access onto the floor in, media who have credentials onto the floor in, and maintenance of the public who can view each legislative day from the House Gallery. I've worked for the Sergeant's Office for four years now and this is my third legislative session (not including special sessions...that tale is for another day). In that time I've been posted in several places within the Chamber. My first year I delivered messages from the reception desk to the Reps (the only means of contact for the public or lobbyists who are prohibited from entering the floor). My second session I was stationed in the Gallery to keep a watch over the Public. During the numerous Special Sessions that followed my second session I was stationed at the Front Chamber Doors restricting access into the Chamber.
As you all should know I received a promotion at work (two to be precise). My duties now are more dubious and subjective than my past duties within the Chamber. I'm used to completing tasks efficiently and satisfactorily; my duties now have never been expressly or explicitly dictated to me. Essentially I'm on my own and I'm not sure of what I'm doing. Each day now is a new learning experience as I do one thing or another. While in session is amazes me how quickly time flies when you're catering to one potential disaster or another. I realize when you watch the proceedings on TV or Live Stream that it all seems somewhat effortless but being behind the scenes let me assure you that it's far more hectic than my past years of observation had led me to believe.
Today, in fact, the President of Madagascar came to our humble chamber. In the time I've worked there celebrities such as The Dixie Chicks, Chuck Norris (my mom's fav), Colby Donaldson (from Survivor, whom I have a photo with), Sissy Spacek and Tommy Lee Jones. I was fortunate enough to watch the Chamber one year when Supreme Court Justice Sandra Day O'Connor came to swear in members of the Texas Supreme Court. Watching all of these left me with a sense of awe; today I saw the utter chaos that goes on. On any given day someone is in a panic but when several people are frantic and all their needs converge on one office (ours), it can lead to short tempers and a hurried mess.
I'll have to go into more detail what other duties my office does. There are several things I'd like to explain now but it's late and, of course, I would need to provide some sort of backstory for any understanding of the subject. My personal life at this time is very dull (the dullest, in fact, that I ever remember it being). Most of my entries will be work centric unless I start smoking crack for some unknown reason, in which case you'll hear about my crack binges and my escapades with crack whores. On a lighter, not work-related not joking note; I've found myself being inspired to write more poetry. You'll find about four volumes of such on my geocities site. In all reality they're songs but I present them to people as poetry because I have no means of expressing the musical aspect of the words. Sadly, its all trapped in my mind. I've always believed that I would only write when I had something to say. Guess I've got some stuff going on in my subconscious that needs some expression. I try to grow in technique, style, intuitiveness with each song (or poem...whatever). When I haven't written in awhile and I start up again I usually end up writing a massive amount in some sort of ecstasy. Everything fits together and leads each work into the next. I try to explain all of this with each volume I create on the site. I'm not sure where this new material will go. At this point its all by instinct. Once I finish something I'll post it here and maybe I could get some feedback (thanx to Alex who coerced me into getting the comments on my blog).
In any case, it's late now. Adios.
I work for the Sergeant at Arms for the Texas House of Representatives. For anyone not familiar with Texas Government, our legislature convenes every other year to pass legislation. It isn't the most efficient means of taking care of important state-wide issues, or the most timely, but somehow it works for us. Well, every other year the House and Senate meet from January through May. As of this past January we have been in session. When the House convenes the Sergeant's Office is primarily responsible for security within the House Chamber. This includes keeping the public off the floor and allowing only the Representatives and support staff who have access onto the floor in, media who have credentials onto the floor in, and maintenance of the public who can view each legislative day from the House Gallery. I've worked for the Sergeant's Office for four years now and this is my third legislative session (not including special sessions...that tale is for another day). In that time I've been posted in several places within the Chamber. My first year I delivered messages from the reception desk to the Reps (the only means of contact for the public or lobbyists who are prohibited from entering the floor). My second session I was stationed in the Gallery to keep a watch over the Public. During the numerous Special Sessions that followed my second session I was stationed at the Front Chamber Doors restricting access into the Chamber.
As you all should know I received a promotion at work (two to be precise). My duties now are more dubious and subjective than my past duties within the Chamber. I'm used to completing tasks efficiently and satisfactorily; my duties now have never been expressly or explicitly dictated to me. Essentially I'm on my own and I'm not sure of what I'm doing. Each day now is a new learning experience as I do one thing or another. While in session is amazes me how quickly time flies when you're catering to one potential disaster or another. I realize when you watch the proceedings on TV or Live Stream that it all seems somewhat effortless but being behind the scenes let me assure you that it's far more hectic than my past years of observation had led me to believe.
Today, in fact, the President of Madagascar came to our humble chamber. In the time I've worked there celebrities such as The Dixie Chicks, Chuck Norris (my mom's fav), Colby Donaldson (from Survivor, whom I have a photo with), Sissy Spacek and Tommy Lee Jones. I was fortunate enough to watch the Chamber one year when Supreme Court Justice Sandra Day O'Connor came to swear in members of the Texas Supreme Court. Watching all of these left me with a sense of awe; today I saw the utter chaos that goes on. On any given day someone is in a panic but when several people are frantic and all their needs converge on one office (ours), it can lead to short tempers and a hurried mess.
I'll have to go into more detail what other duties my office does. There are several things I'd like to explain now but it's late and, of course, I would need to provide some sort of backstory for any understanding of the subject. My personal life at this time is very dull (the dullest, in fact, that I ever remember it being). Most of my entries will be work centric unless I start smoking crack for some unknown reason, in which case you'll hear about my crack binges and my escapades with crack whores. On a lighter, not work-related not joking note; I've found myself being inspired to write more poetry. You'll find about four volumes of such on my geocities site. In all reality they're songs but I present them to people as poetry because I have no means of expressing the musical aspect of the words. Sadly, its all trapped in my mind. I've always believed that I would only write when I had something to say. Guess I've got some stuff going on in my subconscious that needs some expression. I try to grow in technique, style, intuitiveness with each song (or poem...whatever). When I haven't written in awhile and I start up again I usually end up writing a massive amount in some sort of ecstasy. Everything fits together and leads each work into the next. I try to explain all of this with each volume I create on the site. I'm not sure where this new material will go. At this point its all by instinct. Once I finish something I'll post it here and maybe I could get some feedback (thanx to Alex who coerced me into getting the comments on my blog).
In any case, it's late now. Adios.
Saturday, January 22, 2005
Ok, it's a brand new year! Oddly enough, I'm finding these annual events to matter less and less as I grow. Big fucking deal! Another year has passed by. So what? Well, I guess to a certain extent it does matter as a way of keeping track of where you've been and where you're going. When I think back to last New Years...well, my mind draws a blank. I'm quick to remember, though, other events that had happened around that time and it just amazes me both how quick and slow these markers come.
I'm finding myself now maturing far quicker than I thought was possible. It's hard to describe but there are moments when I'm doing something and my minds drifts into a conversation with itself, noting how odd it is that I'm doing what I'm doing or how I never thought I'd be but now am. Does that make sense? For instance, at work I help supervise several messengers and as a messenger I always thought how dumb some policies were. Now, as a supervisor, I'm on the opposite side of the fence implementing these policies and seeing everything from a completely different perspective. What mattered as a messenger meant little to what happened as a supervisor. It's been roughly a year since I advanced from messenger to supervisor and the dynamics of it all has finally caught up with me. When I first started I had the luxury of not being required to do much and thus most of my day was spent answering the phone and playing games online. Now I'm thoroughly kept busy with both projects and paperwork, not to mention slowly being eased into messenger personnel issues. I'm grateful for the opportunities I've been given to grow at work, and the administration of these tasks tells me that I'm capable of reliability and trust, but to a certain extent if I allow myself I can become overwhelmed by it all. I try to take each task that comes across my desk on a "task to task" basis as opposed to trying to look at it all and mapping my day. Bringing it on home, this is a prime (the prime) example of how I've matured. I'm work-centric at this point of my life. Further down the road I'd like to take the opportunity to head back to school, to get a degree and fantasize about what I would like to do with my life. Unfortunately, that time isn't now. I have bills to pay, a lifestyle I need to keep. I, for once, have the resources to take care of some things I should have taken care of before. I can say, up until now, I've been pissing my life away. Things have changed in my favor and I can try to position myself at this point to do what I would like to in the long term. Everything now: relationships, dreams, expressions of myself will all have to wait until June when the 79th Legislative Session is over and I can finally breath again. Until then, everything will revolve around work and another marker will begin: when I started having fun in 2005.
I'm finding myself now maturing far quicker than I thought was possible. It's hard to describe but there are moments when I'm doing something and my minds drifts into a conversation with itself, noting how odd it is that I'm doing what I'm doing or how I never thought I'd be but now am. Does that make sense? For instance, at work I help supervise several messengers and as a messenger I always thought how dumb some policies were. Now, as a supervisor, I'm on the opposite side of the fence implementing these policies and seeing everything from a completely different perspective. What mattered as a messenger meant little to what happened as a supervisor. It's been roughly a year since I advanced from messenger to supervisor and the dynamics of it all has finally caught up with me. When I first started I had the luxury of not being required to do much and thus most of my day was spent answering the phone and playing games online. Now I'm thoroughly kept busy with both projects and paperwork, not to mention slowly being eased into messenger personnel issues. I'm grateful for the opportunities I've been given to grow at work, and the administration of these tasks tells me that I'm capable of reliability and trust, but to a certain extent if I allow myself I can become overwhelmed by it all. I try to take each task that comes across my desk on a "task to task" basis as opposed to trying to look at it all and mapping my day. Bringing it on home, this is a prime (the prime) example of how I've matured. I'm work-centric at this point of my life. Further down the road I'd like to take the opportunity to head back to school, to get a degree and fantasize about what I would like to do with my life. Unfortunately, that time isn't now. I have bills to pay, a lifestyle I need to keep. I, for once, have the resources to take care of some things I should have taken care of before. I can say, up until now, I've been pissing my life away. Things have changed in my favor and I can try to position myself at this point to do what I would like to in the long term. Everything now: relationships, dreams, expressions of myself will all have to wait until June when the 79th Legislative Session is over and I can finally breath again. Until then, everything will revolve around work and another marker will begin: when I started having fun in 2005.
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