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Jeff Watkins
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Stanford Encyclopedia of Philosophy


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Wednesday, July 31, 2002

In The Process

As I'm writing, room 608 in Smith Hall is sitting almost completely empty. I have been working nonstop since around 3:00 P.M. packing up my car to drive it over to my new place and then unpack all of it. Then we packed the remainder of Jed's stuff up and put it in the car as well. It's out in the trunk and backseat now. Big thanx to the Fed for helping me out with the move; it’s much appreciated. It's now 8:22 P.M. and we have to get his stuff out of the car, grab the vacuum cleaner, and head back over to the dorm to do some serious cleaning. We're gonna try and do it all tonight. I have been up since like 7:20 A.M. and man am I ever so tired.

Today marks another successful endeavor to the local Hungry Howies (our weekly Wacky Wednesday luncheon) Chaz, Justin, Jed, and I had some good eating (sorry you couldn't make it Chase). On the way there, Chaz was looking through my CDs and asked about some of it. I made a point to play hardcore all the way there (I know McLeod, Justin appreciated that). I popped in the following CDs for some easy listening and random songage:

No Innocent Victim "Flesh And Blood"
Overcome "Immortal Until Their Work Is Done"
Strongarm "The Advent Of A Miracle"
UnderOATH "The Changing Of Times"

On the way back from Chipley, I decided to play something a little different. I put in Boyz II Men's 2nd album, most appropriately titled II. Everyone seemed to enjoy it more than the hardcore (surprised? I'm not). At one point, while we were rollin' into Graceville, Jed, Chaz, and myself were all singing On Bended Knee (very loudly). It was a good time. After dropping Chaz and Justin off at McLeod's crib, Jed and I went back over to school to start the rigorous packing of the car. We both agreed that Water Runs Dry is probably one of Boyz II Men's best songs. So, I figured I post the lyrics for youz guyz to read. It's back to cleaning for us...

Water Runs Dry
Lyrics by Boyz II Men

We don't even talk anymore
And we don't even know what we argue about
Don't even say I love you no more
Cause sayin how we feel is no longer allowed
Some people will work things out
And some just don't know how II change

Let's don't wait till the water runs dry
We might watch our whole lives pass us by
Let's don't wait till the water runs dry
We'll make the biggest mistake of our lives
Don't do it baby

Now they can see the tears in our eyes
But we deny the pain that lies deep in our hearts
Well maybe that's a pain we can't hide
Cause everybody knows that we're both torn apart
Why do we hurt each other
Why do we push love away

Let's don't wait till the water runs dry
We might watch our whole lives pass us by
Let's don't wait till the water runs dry
We'll make the biggest mistake of our lives
Don't do it baby

posted by Jeff Watkins at 9:19 PM

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Tuesday, July 30, 2002

Moving Day (Evicted by August 1)

This morning I was awoken to the sweet and endless sounds of the fumbling maintenance men trying to get into my room with a key that really didn't seem to be working for them. At first, I popped my head up and ran to the door thinking it was a friend trying to break in my room just to be 'funny'. They FINALLY got the door open and proceeded to walk in and were surprised to see me standing there in my droors. One guy was like, "Woe... uh, didn't know anyone was in here." He asked me something and I'm not really sure what it was but I assuredly told him I was in the middle of moving. Now that I think about it, that's probably not even what he asked about. Well, that's what they get for trying to wake me up at 9:00 A.M.

I have to move my stuff over to the other guys’ dorm on campus, Lakeside (my home)! I contemplated moving off campus with a friend but when it all came down to it, honoring my folks' wishes by staying on campus seemed like the best option. I have to be out of Smith Hall by August 1. By the date on my calendar it says today is the 30th. I have 2 days to be out. I really don't have any clean clothes so it won't be a hassle to move my hangers. I took all my posters down and cleaned out my fridge and put it outside to defrost. I moved a few little things over yesterday, but Jed still has some stuff in there so it's hard to get around. Plus, most of my stuff is in the way (not Jed's) so I need to get to work on it. I've moved a lot in the past 3 years. If you count packing all your stuff into a car and driving it to another location (no matter the distance) I've moved 7 times. That's a lot, but I'm sure it's just as much for every other college student. Well, I best be getting back to the moving. If you have any empty boxes, you can send them my way...

Jeff Watkins and 2 Pac: "Two of America's Most Wanted"

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Monday, July 29, 2002

Reviving All Grave Encounters

Waiting for time to pass.
Waiting until I see the place I love to hate the most.

My time arrives.
It’s my point to break.

I’m stumbling through the door.
Forced here beyond my will,
I try to keep my composure and self-control.

There are broken locks on doors I can’t even use.
I try to remind myself of why I once thought this was good.

I comprise so many memories.
Yet those glimpses of the past are quick like the
Moves you make when the tune stops in musical chairs.

Always moving; always fading.

Angered by rudeness and conceit.
I struggle to hold my own and not give way to self-righteous decay.
Unanswered telephone calls and busy numbers make me even bitter.
Seeing signs of vagrant actions only met by emotions being used.

I would trade anything for the time to escape me, so now I’m stuck.
I’m here six times longer than I wanted to be and all I want is rest.

posted by Jeff Watkins at 11:58 PM

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Sunday, July 28, 2002

Sunday Bloody Sunday

Another day has passed us by. I've been contemplating doing something, but mostly just letting boredom roam. I'm in the process of trying to convince Justin that we need to make a run to Dothan, although I'm not getting anywhere. So the contingency of unoriginality is among us. You see that demonstrated in the number of songs we've blogged in the past week. Ahh... I don't care what anyone says. Posting a song is a good way to convey your feelings without using your words or specific examples. Everything has already been done and I'd venture to say that everything has already been said. I'm also pretty sure that too many other people have said what I want to say a lot better, so why not give them the credit? Also, we're under the reign of anonymous commenters. Every sight has their own masked marauder, but now we've seemed to attract a new breed of the children who only use the Internet when their parents aren't home. Please, we love comments, even when you tell us that our writing sux. But, at least be a big enough person and tell us who you are. I mean, anyone can comment anonymously, but it takes a mature adult who has character to share an opinion and still obtain respect. Megan Reece is the epitome of this!!! (There you go MEgan, you've been blogged about).

I'm thinking about Sunday and how it is the pinnacle of the end of the week. Or it’s the beginning of the week, however you wanna look at it. I guess some would consider the end of the week to be Saturday because that is the traditional Sabbath day. Whatever, Sunday is the end of my week because on Monday I have to go back to work. I'm sitting here and reflecting on how they end something old and begin something new. A new week started is the same as an old week ended. They are the same in structure. They are the same in the essence. Each week just has it's own perspectives, memories, moments, and aura. This week has been so very not active in what I've done. But, in what I've learned, it has been very thought provoking. We all have new and different understandings of life sometimes, some just come more often and are only learned when you realize it yourself. Thus being, what I've learned. And the only way I learned the idea or principle was by thinking about those simple things. Pondering is really a good thing. Play nice kids...

"I can't believe the news today. Oh, I can't close my eyes and make it go away. How long, how long must we sing this song? How long, how long… Cause tonight, we can be as one tonight…” U2, Sunday Bloody Sunday

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Saturday, July 27, 2002


With all the crap that comes out of the bowels of the mouths of the many that are few and far between, I digest this arrogance.

The statistics of confrontation are endless.

The screams of people who won’t just die irritate my utter joy.

Shutting up the anarchy that is growing in the apathy within our mortal flesh.

Killing our very own human nature by genocide through telling us lies and making us believe in the equality for the creed of their doctrine.

We wallow in our own frail bodies until we die in these carcasses of mutated, morbid, mucous-ridden, mills of monotheistic belief.

Facing destiny and patriotism whom some don’t even believe cannot be shown how to fathom such an unexplainable view.

No man, being without excuse can be justified and proven incorrect; we await a trial charged with ignorance and wait for the jury’s decision.

We decide that it is utterly impossible to go on with life.

There’s no hope in another day.

Keep the hope in tomorrow for tomorrow brings a fresh start.

Conclude your thesis and come to grips that tomorrow is another day and get over the belief of your apathetic nature.

Live on your days, just as days; live your days, by days, and just move on.

posted by Jeff Watkins at 11:31 PM

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Friday, July 26, 2002

By The Way, I Finished Counting The Stars At 3:17 A.M.

Tonight, I’m skipping over pages in the journal of my life
because they no longer seem perfect.

Stains and wrinkled fabrications unleash the yielding
of my not-so-hidden thoughts and feelings.

Showing my unbearable soul on paper
while only partially watching the outline of this pen
from the dim bulb of a burnt out flashlight.

I think about you.
I hear in my head, “And I saw me in your eyes.
That’s what I saw…
And you'll see yourself in my eyes.
That's what you'll see.”

But, it's only when I look into your eyes,
that I know I’m not leaving.

My eyes sit focused and still on yours.
I only turn away when your eyes
look back at mine.

It scares me to think that
you might feel what I feel.

The consistent, repetitious flickering from the bulb
that I should have gotten fixed used to feel annoying.
Now, when I walk by you, it seems ok to write my heart
down in the dark because you obviously don’t see it.

God’s will seems so far and not findable.
But, I know that’s a lie.
It’s here, it’s now, it’s me, and you know that’s unattainable.

It’s funny; in the dark I cannot see anything.
But, when I’m crying, thinking about you,
that’s the only time the stars seem to light up my room.

posted by Jeff Watkins at 1:52 AM

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Thursday, July 25, 2002

Behind Blue Eyes
words and music by The Who

No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes

No one knows what it's like
To be hated
To be fated
To telling only lies

But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be

I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free

No one knows what it's like
To feel these feelings
Like I do
And I blame you

No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through

But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be

I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free

When my fist clenches, crack it open
Before I use it and lose my cool
When I smile, tell me some bad news
Before I laugh and act like a fool

If I swallow anything evil
Put your finger down my throat
If I shiver, please give me a blanket
Keep me warm, let me wear your coat

No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes

posted by Chase at 1:15 AM

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Wednesday, July 24, 2002


Since the past two posts have been on relationships and love, I thought I should chime in with a few tidbits of my own. Romantic love has eluded me for a very long time now, and I am not sure if thats a good thing or not. Alot of people would say that it's very good to be single, and that I should focus on God more. I am not sure I buy that. Of course I agree with the fact that my mind should be transfixed on Christ, but He also gave me a desire to want to spend my life with another human being.
Over the past two years I have been reluctent to let too many girls in my life at all. In fact, most of the ones I became close to ended up betraying or hurting me in some way. Maybe some of it was my fault, so I do not totally blame them. It stll hurts sometimes though. Thankfully I am over that now.

The idea of being alone scares me. Some people are fine with the idea, but I am not. I crave the companionship of a girl, and I hope someday to be married. For now, I will settle for the companionship. I am also not one of those people who believes there is only one person that God has for me. I think there could be more than one that I could spend my life with. I say this because there have been girls I have dated in the past that I could have married. There was someone in particular whom I knew was the "one". I know for a fact that we could have gotten married and been happy and blessed for the rest of our lives. However, it did not work out. Sadly enough, I have fallen in love more than once. Hopefully, it will happen one more time.

.....Searching for someone yet unseen.....

posted by Justin at 11:08 AM

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Tuesday, July 23, 2002

Giving Up On Love

Lyrics and Music by The Ataris

these past few weeks
I've been confused
sometimes I wonder if
I'm better off alone.

you fall in love
then break your heart.
you fall in love again
its never ending.

I used to have this friend
who took his fiancé
to see Billy Idol
a couple weeks before
their wedding day.
the chick got backstage
and left my friend outside.
next day he called
from a hotel
asking for a ride.

I guess I'm giving up on love
'cause it really kind of sucks

and growing tired
why am I always
so attracted to drama?

so here I am
grown up at 23
will someone tell me
what it takes to be happy?

I play in my band
and write a lot of songs
about relationships
and how mine went wrong.
maybe I'll meet that special
girl along the way
then she'll break my heart
and leave me crying.

posted by Jeff Watkins at 10:28 PM

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Sunday, July 21, 2002

You're So Last Summer

Lyrics and Music by Taking Back Sunday

From The Album Tell All Your Friends

She said "don't, don't let it go to your head
Boys like you are a dime a dozen,
Boys like you are a dime a dozen"
She said "you're a touch overrated,
you're a lush and I hate it
but these grass stains on my knees
they won't mean a thing"

And all I
Need to know
Is that there's somethin I'll be missin
(somethin that you're missin)
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that far
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that...

I'd never lie to you
Unless I had to
I'll do what I got to
Unless I had to
I'll do what I go to, the truth
Is you could slit my throat
And with my one last gasping breath
I'd apologize for bleedin on your shirt

And all I
Need to know
Is that there's somethin I'll be missin
(somethin that you're missin)
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that far
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that...

Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This'll be last chance you get to drop my name
Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This'll be last chance you get to drop my name

If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar

posted by Jeff Watkins at 9:48 PM

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Saturday, July 20, 2002

Across The Universe

Lyrics and Music by John Lennon and Paul McCartney

Words are flying out like
endless rain into a paper cup
They slither while they pass
They slip away across the universe
Pools of sorrow waves of joy
are drifting thorough my open mind
Possessing and caressing me

Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world

Images of broken light which
dance before me like a million eyes
That call me on and on across the universe
Thoughts meander like a
restless wind inside a letter box
they tumble blindly as
they make their way across the universe

Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world

Sounds of laughter shades of life
are ringing through my open ears
inciting and inviting me
Limitless undying love which
shines around me like a million suns
It calls me on and on across the universe

Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Jai guru deva
Jai guru deva

"...You could slit my throat and with my one last gasping breath, I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt..."
--Taking Back Sunday

posted by Jeff Watkins at 10:44 PM

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Thursday, July 18, 2002


Tonight I was at work listening to the new Dave Matthews cd, and I thought I would share one of the songs with you guys. Chaz and I were enjoying the cd, and he commented on how much he liked this certian song and asked if I would play it again. So I thought I would post the lyrics for everyone to read and comment on. Go buy the cd as well.


If I go, before Im old
Oh Brother of mine please dont forget me if I go
Bartender please fill my glass for me
With the wine you gave Jesus that set Him free
After three days in the ground
Oh and if I die before my time
Oh sweet sister of mine please dont regret me if I go
Bartender please fill my glass for me
With the wine you gave Jesus that set Him free
After three days in the ground
On bended knee I pray
Bartender please
Oh when I was young I didnt think about it
But now I cant get it out of my mind
I am on bended knee
Father please
Oh if all this gold should steal my soul away
Oh dear mother of mine please redirect me if this gold
Bartender you see, the wine thats drinking me
Came from the vine that strung Judas from the devil's tree
It's roots deep deep in the ground
Im on bended knee I pray
Bartender please
Im on bended knee
Father please

Ponder and Pontificate....

posted by Justin at 12:05 AM

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Tuesday, July 16, 2002

Queen Maggot

So, my partners in Crime, Justin and Chase have been very faithful to their blogging duties. I however, have not been too fluent with my writings. Although, as far as poetry goes, I have been getting a lot ideas for songs and poems, so look forward to that. Or, try to pretend to be excited as much as possible.

Tonight, I was doing some random acts of surfing on the ol' worldwide waste of time. I found this site, (under Chase's direction) and it pretty much devotes all of its time and energy into spreading the wonderful message of HATE that Christ brought. The site is called Jesus Hates Smut. There's a lot of 'different' ideas on this site. Actually, I think it's not very Christ-like at all. I know that seems a little harsh, but there site description is as follows:


So, I encourage you all to check out their "ministry" and sign their guest book and share your thoughts and opinions with them (especially if your thoughts and opinions differ). Warning, it is pretty graphic as far as the pictures go. Some of their ideas are even pretty Biblical. However, they are very very extreme and even 'whacked' at times. Well, that's it for me; someone else needs to use the computer. Have a good week.

"...Meeting you was just so unexpected. I guess I was scared of being rejected. Since you were so nice, I wouldn't think twice. I'd give it all away for one more day with you. If ever there was a girl to be engaged to, that amazing girl would have to be you. Before we hung out, don't know how I lived without your beautiful face - like God's amazing grace…”

posted by Jeff Watkins at 9:48 PM

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Sunday, July 14, 2002

I dig that sound.
Besides Counting Crows here's a list of other music that has been getting play around here this week.
Old Favorites
Weezer-Pinkerton (6 times)
"I'm the epitome of public enemy."
"Maybe you and me can get together. Maybe you can break my heart next summer."
Dashboard Confessional-The Places You Have Come to Fear The Most
It's hard to believe it's almost been a year since I really started listening.
Ryan Adams- Gold

Becoming Favorites
Appleseed Cast-The End of The Ring Warsand Mare Vitalis
I borrowed these and some others from Justin. I think I'll buy these two off you buddy.
Michael Card- Poiema
Chaz let me hold this for a week. I didn't think I'd like it, but it's good. Not so rockin', but good music nonetheless.
The Waiting- Wonderfully Made
One of my worst musical crimes is getting cd's in bulk by mailorder and not listening to some of them. I've had this for a month and just have played it. It's a quality release from a quality band.

New Mp3's

Dead Poetic-A Green Desire
This just ain't my bag. Still, thanks for the recommendation Rich.
Denison Witmer- I Won't Leave
He's called The Lone Troubadour of Joy and Sorrow. Having read that I had to give him a whirl. I'm not sure what I think yet though.
Charlie Dore-Pilot of The Airwaves
I got this for curiosity. My dad told me it was one of my sister's favorites growing up. She can have it. This song is very 80's. It reminds me of a Blue Bell ice cream commercial. Very Jingly.

Thanks to all the parties involved in my further exploration of music. 'Til next time keep your ears tunes to the good stuff, goodnight.

posted by Chase at 5:33 PM

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Comments MIA

It was brought to my attention recently that the traffic on this site has slowed down. Is everyone on vacation?? We were doing very good for a little while and people were visiting the site on a daily basis. I know I have not written many posts as of late, but Jeff has. I come to the site and check out the comments, and no one comments!!! What's up with that?? Maybe I should cause another stir? Invoke a controversy? Make up new rules? What is it going to take here people?
In other developments, someone came to my house and added a website to my favorites list on my browser. So out of sheer boredom last night...I read it. Pretty scary ideas! ( in my opinion). These guys called me a heretic! I guess if their views are the alternative....then I will take the accusation as a compliment!

I watched Reign of Fire yesterday afternoon, which was very enjoyable. I will own the dvd when it comes out. It reminded me alot of Jaws as far as style is concerned. The dragons were not shown every 5 minutes, so the film gave you a sense of anticipation and surpise when they did show up, as did the shark in Speilberg's masterpiece. I have always felt the mind gives a better sense of terror and wonder than anything that could be shown onscreen. (Remember Blair Witch?) Also look for a wonderful scene involving medievil-style storytelling which includes some great Star Wars references that even Kevin Smith would envy. So go see the movie and be entertained for two hours. You may enjoy it.

Until The Bell Tolls

posted by Justin at 5:15 PM

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Saturday, July 13, 2002

Quick Update

Tonight was good. I had some time to myself. I was at Books-A-Million for about 2 hours tonight, just hanging out. I ran into some old friends, made some new friends, had some coffee (made with love I might add) and just had a good time. Things are slowly looking brighter.

Until Our Next Meeting

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Friday, July 12, 2002

at midnight i become a frog again.

posted by Chase at 11:46 PM

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Thursday, July 11, 2002

Incomplete Thought
Hi, I'm Chase Livingston and I'm a blog-aholic.

It's true my friends, sad but true. I am blogging here today simply because I'm getting some weird error message when I try to publish on Eye Level. This seems to be a kink blogger will have to resolve itself. There is no advice but patience on the help menus. I guess it's your lucky day.

I had a few things I was going to write about to over there. No, this is none of that. No offense to any of you, but I don't believe in leftovers. Sometimes I have a post that I feel is right for To Whom, this random post makes the cut. This post would not have existed if blogger were working. So it seems that by inefficiency they have further promoted their cause.

Counting Crows' Hard Candy has been in heavy rotation since I bought it yesterday. I've played it through 6 times. Check out Adam's wacky hair.
Speaking of wacky, Wacky Wednesday was a success. Everyone will agree with me I'm sure. Suddenly I'm wishing the summer were longer.

This post is incomplete, but so is my thought.

"What brings me down now is love, cause I can never get enough."

posted by Chase at 3:55 PM

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The Late Late Late Show With Jeff Watkins

It's 3:09 A.M. I am at Justin's house. Chase is here waiting for me to take him home. Ashley Miller is playing the xbox. Jed is waiting for Ashley to get done so he can play. So much fun, we can barely contain ourselves. Tonight, I'm pondering my words. I had these thoughts earlier. Have you ever wanted to show someone up? You know, just do something that they didn't know you could do. Not for spite or for pride, but just for the sake that they now know that you have a certain ability. I had these visions tonight. I wonder if I'll ever get them accomplished. Who knows, maybe one day you will hear the crap I post on here on the radio. At least, college radio. By the way, Justin (whose house we're at) is in bed. Now I shall be too...

The Gangs All Here

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Wednesday, July 10, 2002

Moments + Conversation = My Own Silence

These moments that are waiting for life to fade.
Waiting for life's moments to wait for me.
Life to stand still.
Still like the sand without a breeze.
I wonder where those days were and
I wonder when those days drew to a close.
How should I know it was over?
I don't understand why I feel like this.
These moments are all lost in a glimpse.
Sometimes I feel like the sand that falls through my fingers.
I wish I could grasp it and hold it in my hand;
alas, it all falls inevitable through my fingers.
It's like trying to grab the wind,
but unknown to you it still is a failure.
Why can't it be me?
Why can't it be now?
So many times I try,
but it's still the same episode.
I'm here walking on the sand and there's no hope,
not even for a mirage.
I ponder and stare.
I wait in angst.
I hope for nothing.
Find peace in anything.

"...maybe it was just me..."

posted by Jeff Watkins at 2:33 AM

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Tuesday, July 09, 2002

My Newest Thought

On Going to Weddings:

Why would I want to go to a celebration of two more people in this world that are going to have sex that night instead of me? In fact, I think thats why most people throw rice at the newlyweds....because they are pissed at the whole situation.

Talk Amongst Yourselves...

posted by Justin at 11:26 PM

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Monday, July 08, 2002

Number Nineteen
Last night I visited my past. I delved into the archives of Dead Yet Living and read my 18 total posts from last June 18th-September 18th. It's a strange experience to read old writing like that. Last summer feels so much further than this. Years further. I see a lot of growth. I am not the same. Sometimes all I recognize is that I still harbor the same burdens. It doesn't seem to me like I'm battling any better, on so many things. Still, in some indescribable sense I see growth.
Pride makes me wish I had discovered blogging on my own, but I have to thank Rich for getting me started. Thanks, Rich. I went through the seven months of archives here on To Whom. Ironically, I have 18 posts so far. I told Rich and Justin that this makes me wonder if I should bow out gracefully now. Then I realized, I'd need one last post, it's unlike me to go without saying goodbye. So it looks as though I'm stuck here for awhile. If only I had figured this out on my 17th post, if only. What's funny is, I almost inevitably write at least 18 per week on Eye Level.

posted by Chase at 2:04 AM

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Sunday, July 07, 2002

Latest News from the Front Lines

I have gone two straight weekends without going to the movies. This could be a record for me. Of course I have almost gone that long without posting, no surprise there! I have SLOWLY been working on a new look for the site, complete with pictures and all! I will admit it is not as glamorous as some, but I am new at this so BACK OFF!
In more news, I am thinking about trying out one of those stuffing envelope things. I could use some extra cash, but I am pretty sure most of them are scams. I have friends who know people who have tried it, and it worked for them. So if anyone knows a company I could go with, or know of anyone who has tried it, let me know.
On a even more serious note, I have some friends who have both experienced the divorce of their parents. I cannot relate to what they are going though, but I know that God will see them through it. So please keep both of their families in prayer.
Thats about it on my end, nothing is really new in my life. There are some things I would like to see changed (like the whole being single thing), but there is not much I can do about that right now. I will leave you with a question to ponder and pontificate: How come if a guy breaks up with a girl, or dates many girls he is considered a jerk or a player ,but when a girl does the same thing she is just "finding herself"?

And Im Spent....

posted by Justin at 7:19 PM

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Saturday, July 06, 2002

Freaky Frolicking Flowing Friday Night Fun (Darn! almost all F's)

Avoiding all of the usual Friday spots (i.e. movies, bars, bowling alleys, etc), I decided to stay home (Justin's place: my 2nd home) and watch movies with Jed. Actually, I did most of the movie watching. He was moving in some of his stuff and catching a few minutes of each movie while taking breaks between all that heavy lifting and shifting. In the past few days, I have watched and rewatched the following movies:

Lethal Weapon 4
Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back
Independence Day
From Hell
Best In Show
Career Opportunities
Running Scared
Orange County

This is all very interesting, I'm sure. I must say the biggest disappointment for me was Orange County. Even though the plot was clever, it just felt like every other 'semi-ideal-teen' movie. Of course the stellar performance by Jack Black made up for the unbearable moments. Lethal Weapon 4, Godmoney (More on this to come), Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back, Independence Day, and From Hell all have things I like about them and enjoy. Running Scared was a movie that was recommended to me. It stars Billy Crystal and Gregory Hines. It was filmed sometime in the early 80's. Perhaps the original plot scheme of staring a white man and a black man together is behind the success of what made the Lethal Weapon twosome layout. It had some good laughs, but it's still an 80's movie. Career Opportunities was a John Hughes, not-such-a-success comedy. It had probably one of the most original plots yet; it reeked of 80's persuasion. Getting locked in a Target with a beautiful runaway girl could only last so long. Best In Show has vastly become one of my all time favorites. My stomach hurts because I laugh so hard whenever I watch it. "Don't water the plants, they're plastic." You will either love it or hate it. Lastly, GoodFellas the Martin Scoresese classic and one of the few favorites for this avid blogger. Roger Ebert called it "The best mob movie ever." I'd say if it weren’t the best, it would be second best. This is one of my top 5 favorite films of all time. And the more I think about it, Robert De Niro is one of my favorite actors. If you haven't watched it, you should. There’s just so much action, passion, and drama. Disclaimer: violence and many expletives. Well, that's about it for my movie reviewing, more to come on Godmoney.

"...Tis it for the evening? Rejoice for the morning greets thee when thou least expects thine night to depart..."

posted by Jeff Watkins at 3:28 AM

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Friday, July 05, 2002

Maybe I shouldn't be laughing
I found this site courtesy of Leila. For anyone who likes laughing or making out...

posted by Chase at 1:47 AM

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Thursday, July 04, 2002

...Thanks For All The Free Shoes...

Independence Day is now upon us. It's July the 4th and we're celebrating America's Independence from England. In this day and age, it’s ironic the way we celebrate. I understand that with every celebration, there is going to be a party. The irony is that a lot of people just use this day off from work as a way to get drunk, do nothing but eat, and use their money on or watching pyrotechnics. Don't get me wrong, I love to do my share of eating and I even bought some fireworks, but I think there is also a level of reverence that comes or should come along with celebrating this day. I am certainly guilty of this myself, but along with my newfound adulthood, I have come to grips with the understanding that there were and still are a lot of sacrifices for me that I have never really thought about before. In this understanding, I believe that I and everyone else should exercise a certain amount of reflection when thinking about today. There is also a level of reverence that one must or should have when celebrating the 226 years of our nation’s freedom. I would challenge everyone that today would be the day that they think about all the sacrifices that were made on their behalf. Think about all the people that died for you and me that never met us, but selflessly sacrificed their own lives for our sake and the sake of this great land. Kind of like the sacrifice that Jesus Christ made for us all by sacrificing his life for ours so that we may live eternally with Him and the Father in paradise. Don't take today for granted and live in vain, but live and reflect in memory for all the men and women that died for our freedoms, liberties, and for our great country.

Home of the free, land of the brave

posted by Jeff Watkins at 3:43 PM

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Wednesday, July 03, 2002


During my late night insomnia (as apposed to the usual mid-day insomnia), I was writing an email to my friend Teresa Tucker. I am very fortunate and blessed to have her as a friend of mine. This is the section of the email where I thanked her for her friendship. A lot of readers and the two other writers here all have special places in my heart. However, I think Teresa has her very own special place that no one else could fill and I don't think that I tell her that enough and let her know just how special she is to me. So, without further a dieu here's me being a big softy because, that's pretty much what I am. ;)

By the way, I really wasn't mad last night. Just merely having a pity party and I was the only one invited. Also, I'm terribly sorry if I made you upset at all last night. I never wanna make you feel bad about something or cause you to ever shed one tear for anything that I've done. You mean so much to me. Teresa, this is pretty much "me making myself transparent with you." I really do feel like you are one of the only people in the entire world that understands me and really cares about me. I feel like you understand the things I talk about and say. When I ramble on about my mostly bare, dull, and incomplete daily activities and it comes out all ‘not-making sense', I feel like you understand what I was saying, most of the time. :) It is confusing to understand my randomness sometimes. I totally thank our sovereign Lord for letting us be friends. I have to admit that after everything in our friendship (i.e. drama), at times I wondered if you were right about questioning whether we were supposed to be friends at all, like last spring. I'm not saying you said that directly, but at one time, I thought you felt that indirectly. I know I'm not the best at claiming God's will, but I unreservedly and most-definitely believe that it was in God’s agenda for us to become friends. For all the reasons I have no clue, but I know that we do pretty well at making each other feel better, smile, and we really encourage each other. So, thank you. Don’t think of this as a compliment because it’s so much more. Think of it as a thank you for just being born.

P.S. Sorry I missed your phone call

"...Contested partially, intoxicated thoroughly..."

posted by Jeff Watkins at 1:40 AM

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Tuesday, July 02, 2002

We got a hit off Google when someone searched for, "Save the world, lose the girl". We ranked number one.
Good going Watkins.

posted by Chase at 5:32 PM

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The past few days have been quite interesting. The weekend was not much to write home about, since I stayed home the whole time. I got high speed internet for my computer! (applause applause) The difference is amazing! So I have been downloading episodes of Seinfeld to watch. ( I am going to have the entire series soon)

My absence of posts has not been due to laziness, I just don't have a whole lot to talk about these days. I am planning on adding new links to the page and hopefully a new template will appear very soon. If anyone has any good ideas about how to improve the site, please let me know.

I will return very soon with a thoughtful post that will be worth reading.

Cry until I return...

posted by Justin at 11:07 AM

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