girls kissing

So; out here... one of the few entertainments is television. But I hate watching tv; often I'm stuck on one of the satalite movie channels hoping for something more entertaining than watching Troy for the 17th time.

On comes D.E.B.S.

A while ago, I went over to my girlfriend's house (now ex-gf) for some movies n'stuff... find in the dvd player the same flick. On the Dvd was printed 4 girls in highschool uniforms all in classic superagent poses. I was like "damn! a superhero chick porn flick" we didn't know what to think (as it was her parent's rental) so we just sorta pushed it away, avoiding all sorts of bad thoughts if the movie turned for the worst.

So I'm sitting here; 4 in the morning, been away from civilization for 32 days (and counting!) and this movie comes on.

Of course I'm hoping for something entertaining, allready seen the other movies... so thought why not.

Well, I'm plesantly suprised.

There are 4 17-19 year old girl secret agents who run around in short short skirts with guns trying to hunt this evil (and hot!) 18year old bad girl.

Of course, one gets captured, falls in love and the girls get all touchy feely.

So... to sum up. If you want a mildly entertaining, eye candy movie thats safe for the kiddies to watch; go for debs.

If your a chick, and the highlight of a movie isn't waiting for other chicks to kiss... then don't rent it... you may be mildly bored. (but maybe you'll find some form of storyline or something... I dunno)

Happy new years from the Riggs!

Cristening

I bought a new pot and pan the other day.

This wouldn't be so monumental, but the question arrises... how often does a person buy these items?

To be honest, I've only bought 2 pots and 2 pans in my 24 years of life... which (according to my twisted way of thinking) would make this almost more important than my birthday.

So the moment of truth arrises; yesterday I used my pot for the first time.

Out here; when I'm working 12-16 hours a day; doing shit all for work; you really have 12-16 hours to prepare whatever you want to eat... or to watch movies, play games... or in my case, meditate.

What did I cristen my new pot with? Kraft Dinner.

(but it was soo good!)

Today; I did some paperwork and played Halo 2 with my trainer... so I probably had only 6 hours to myself... and I used my pan.

What did I cristen my new pan with? Grilled cheese sandwitches.

Let me tell you about myself and cooking. Ever since grade 6; I cooked a full meal once a week for my family (mom would get me with the wooden spoon if I didn't...). My brother is a wicked awesome cook and on the odd occasion has shown me a thing or two; I used to live with a very good friend of myne (who has been cooking professionally for the majority of his life); and once a week he would cook us a pro-grade dinner and explain to me how it was done; often coaching me through cooking the majority... and since then not only do I really enjoy cooking; but am the only person at the places I've lived with any skill - thus responsible for cooking if dinner was to not come out of a can (*laugh* or not bbq'd... I had this one guy who would bbq everything. If it wastn't prepared on the bar-be-que, it was un-cookable.)

And here I am; with unlimited time; an unlimited budget (essentially) and we end up with Grilled Cheese and Kraft Dinner.

I love being a man.

Christmas on the rigs

So I witnessed an anomoly I guess.

First off; I was on one of four rigs that were operating between christmas and new years; of the 60-70 odd jobs we're servicing.

In addition to this; instead of everyone trying to keep to themselves and ignore the festivities; our medic; (who is a pretty old woman) its her first time away from family for christmas.

So the push's wife mad a big turkey dinner for the rig staff; the medic made a big dinner for the service hands.

It was pretty nice.

Up until the night time; I was pretty "bah humbug" myself. But walking into her shack; having her motherly smile warming the shack; looking at the food... it was funny.

It made me think of home and my family; how "charlie brown" this is compared to that; but how much effort everyone put into this and how special it is.

So Merry Christmas Everyone!

I know alot of people read this, so I would like to have some comments on what you did during the season.

Rebuttle on auras

Well!

"i have to point one thing out concerning the "reading people" concept. that isn't exactly the same thing as an aura. a person can do that simply by observing lots of people and looking for common tells that people are constantly giving away to get an idea of what they are feeling or thinking. its basic observance of human nature. "

Anonymous commented on my last post.

And a good comment that is too. I'd be tempted to give this point to you except for one situation I found myself in.

I walked into a healing course as the gunnia pig for some students to heal up. On day one we talked about ourselves to our personal healer; then we stood up against a white wall while the other healers read our "aura's"

Interestingly enough, what they were able to read from my and my aura brought up some serious emotional crap that I didn't even remember from my child-hood and early adult times.

At that point (like 3 years? ago) I wasn't the emotional body I am now... I was a tuff and gruff "I'm a man" personality who has no emotions. Here I am standing there almost weeping from memories that float to the surface triggered by them telling me what happened and talking by apperent manurisms.

I would love to say they "profiled" that from my clothes and posture; but there was more to it... the details were too accurate for anything mundane.

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To answer the question; its possible for either way to be right and really i have no way to proove either.

Good point!

Limitations

A question of truths.

So... There are three ways of doing things.

When I'm inside a person's 'personal space' (aura) I can generally feel their mood and thoughts. I can change their mood and thoughts if I try hard enough (which isn't often worth the effort - and is often for petty, selfish purposes; thus against nature so exponentially more difficult than worthwhile).

But... I'm out hours away from civilization and I can feel some things my friends and close family are going through. I've had friends across the world (literally) and be able to feel emotional troubles in their life.

Which brings us to way 2.

When I've established a personal link with someone. (I call this a 'relationship') they can send thoughts to me; feelings and emotions. Like being in their personal space but with some limitations.

Like speaking in person compared with speaking over a telephone.

But I've picked up things from others; read people I'm not connected with.

Which brings us to way 3.

According to some religions and ways of thought; there are strings or energy lines running through the universe. (well... I don't know about that, but the world at least) Which connects all beings. This allows thought to move freely between beings; fear to be read by animals etc.

I guess when you apply way 3 to our comparison; its like hearing something over the radio; or hearing a sound yelled across a field. Because of the echo etc. you might not know where its from, but you can hear it and distinguish details about it.

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Why does this come up?

I was explaining some basic concepts to a friend of myne... based on the magnetism principle.

The idea that the iron moving through our blood created a magnetic field around our bodies - thus a referential 'aura'.

But alot of the experiences I've had were outside the scope of a magnetic field aura... so in afterthought; I offer the above as a thought to explain possibilities.

Christmas

And the stockings were hung...

Wait a minute!

Yeah, thats right. I'm up hours out of town (more than 5) and i'm stuck here working straight through christmas and more than likely through new years.

New Years I guess is fine; I never really got the whole "kiss someone" on new years.

I guess I've been at the wrong parties; but its been over 6 years since I kissed a girl on the national "kiss a girl" holiday.

The funniest part, is almost every year, I was dating a girl at least until the start of November.

So yeah.

The only dissapointing part is missing christmas. I really like that holiday. Spending it with family from out of town.

Well;

Merry Christmas to all!

I'll be thinking about you when "just another day" passes and I'm out here watching the rig drill another 20 meters.

Simple

Is simple better?

One of the drillers out here made weeners and beans tonight for lunch (at uh... midnight). We put it on toasted rye bread and munched on this for a while.

And I know I've said this before to many people; but I prefer a simple meal.

The complicated stuff; the multi-courses, the difficult cooking etc. its all fine and good; but I guess I'm just a bachelor or something.

Just storta stikes me as odd thats all.

Knowledge

I was reading a book earlier today; that said something similar to "not all knowledge is power. What power does knowing something useless give you?"

Its funny; because I've been thinking about that for hours.

Such a simple thing to grab my thoughts.

I sorta think that all knowledge has an application. That perhaps specific knowledge on a subject gives one power over it; but the ability to make all knowledge usefull gives one power respective to everything.

Emotion

I was reclining. Doing what I now call work.

Listening to my heart; my blood pull through my veins.

I don't exactly know when I broke the wall I've passed. But at some point in the near past I reached a place where I understand myself.

I can see the world; like seeing the beach by studying the detail on one grain of sand.

And I weep.

My range of emotion has dissapeared. I no longer get angry; but feel sadness for those who live angry. True; I'll put on a bluster and a fuss. Perhaps getting red in the face, allowing my reactions to be clouded by emotion. But this is all farce; my fires no longer burn hot.

What I describe above is no longer some child's tantrum; but an understanding of man's place in this flow of life we exist and how we fight against a... current of evolution.

An expression of the bruise we leave as we pass.

I am a witness to what others can't see.

And when I get in this mood; the act of living entirely inside my purpose...

I ghost; leave no trail, disturb nothing as I pass.

There is no difference between my thoughts and the meanderings of the wind; no echo's are left of myself for others to pickup.

And in this way; the smallest represents the whole. I am no longer me; I am no longer traped to this form.

But I represent everyone around me.

Where their crimes and transgressions are myne; and my purpose becomes to allow them peace.

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and it all makes sence.

if I was surrounded by a thousand people; all consumed by their lives in the city... this would become a terrible burden. The act of non-realization was my body/mind preserving itself from destruction.

but out here; the 3 people within a 20 meter radius have a gentle touch on my mind. The weight easier to carry; and that through them; I can find myself.

holy crap

So I wrote a really nice little article about feeling emotions from other people and that making a person human.

But when I read it a few times; understanding dawned on me that that was just too messed up for even my blog.

i wanted to say that i'm making an effort to write something down... but I'm not really sleeping enough to be in the world of normal people; so when I get concepts that I wanna talk about... instead of being able to relate them to things others will understand; it comes out as something a mongoloid would say.

sleep is good!

So; trying to seperate into shifts. We have two guys here doing the same job... which means that we don't both need to try to stay up 24 hours a day getting things done. We can seperate into 2 12 hour shifts.

Finally got my chance. it was 10:00am, my trainer just got up... I was like "ok! time to go to bed" slept for 2 hours.... then someone decided to go into town. And of course I don't have enough supplies to last for another week (never mind another few days). so i had to go with him.

Fortunately though, i managed to get back with enough time for a 2 hour nap before I needed to start.

So I managed 4 hours of sleep; and actually am in a good mood.

Which is good, because its snowing really hard outside. which is important to watch in a good mood; otherwise it'll just make you really depressed.

I get my cake, but I can't eat it yet.

So yeah. I was sent out of town for a "1 week job".

So 1 week has passed...

and we got new tools out here, new guys etc. My trainer is leaving and I'm staying. Now its another 30 days with an estimated ceiling of 50 days.

Which is funny, now that I'm out here, catching 2-3 hours of sleep when I can; trading off with my new best friends and roomates so none of us makes a mistake due to exhaustion. Working on my computer when I get the time; eating when I want; everything...

*smile* funny enough, feels like I'm back home now. Allowing things to fall back into that random routine that I enjoyed so much last time. On the other hand; 4-5 weeks working hard is a very appealing thing for me. Not only do i get to learn a wack load of new stuff; but the paycheque at the end of this stint will be spectacular.

So for all those friends hoping to see me over the christmas break; sorry about that, but I probably won't be home. but we'll see.

Beefer!

"beefdrop said...
And the other rule about fighting is: if you have a weapon, you better use it, and use it well. Right? This I know from experience, but we won't get into that. Hey, you should get me a ninja membership for Christmas. That would be fun, except for the running part."

Well, beefer...

I always carry a knife. Over the last few years, as soon as I wake up; I have a knife on my body, as soon as I go to sleep, I put it in the same place (amongst some other tools that are good to have at hand).

But I treat it like an insurence policy; a condom if you would. The one time you need it, you had better have it.

And your right. like changing a tire in the winter; in the middle of the highway... its not something you want to learn about in a pressure situation.

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Ninja class? Sorry buddy, but that ship has sailed. The instructor got my job and is out of town as of the 15th; his last day teaching should have been tuesday. The backup? someone with initiave and knowledge... well that guy - who was supposed to take over if class is me... and I'm up 10 hours north of town right now.

The running; thats the last of our activities. running is the easy part. Defending yourself while under massive stress and pain; you would be suprised how much of a cardio excercise that is.