ooooo guess what
www.davidcomeaux.com is up!
(it’s not current, it’s just a copy of yesterday’s homepage.)
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windows quirk of the day:
i brought my laptop to the library to connect wirelessly to the internet and do a few things. about an hour into it, a dialog box appears!

“The printer Epson 740 ESC/P 2 may be running low on ink.
To Purchase new ink, click here

buttons:
[purchase ink...] [close] [remind me later]”

Of course, my Epson 740 is sitting on the floor in my Dorm Room. at first i stare at the message, then i move my eyes slowly down to the left edge of my laptop, where my Epson 740 *just might* be plugged in somehow to my computer. Silly Windows XP!

the next time you get a low-ink message, make sure you’re computer’s not just trying to sell you something.
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short version of today’s post for the lazy reader:

difficulties: bedtimes, unusably slow internet access in my dorm room, routine physical activity, calculus II homework (memorizing trig identities is crap), school projects beginning (first due on 9/9), choosing and eating vegetables at mealtimes (sorry mom) (oh yeah and sorry des), cleaning my room, remembering to keep appointments and things that are not directly on my schedule, etc.

loves: fruity pebbles, granola bars, the Fiery Thai Sweet Sauce in the cafeteria, wireless internet, guitar, new haiku, free time, music through these divine headphones, warm bed in cold room, and most importantly, the sometimes mysterious, oftentimes unexpected, and always constant love of des (redunant for emphasis and structural unity).

(note: following post comes close to waxing philosophical)
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why is it impossible, yet absolutely imperative, for me to actually get in bed before 2AM? later, i could actually deprive myself of sleep. i shall make an effort to end this. this college student’s holy grail is the “bedtime”.

yarg. the battle begins.

i’m fighting for my body.
word to my krep cycles.

ever got one of these before?

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Subject: dasmns i m durnk !

DAVE!!11!!!1!!!!!!!!!1 ’spu man! Dude, I jsut wantef dto wish yoy the best at Mercer colegle! I kwoe you rr all tgeh way up ina geroigua but hey it’s cool man, I’m enhjyyoing myaelf very mcuh in N.O.. hahs, I justh ad a tsad too mch tongite, buet it’s all ghofood. whew, I need some H20. Whew’sd teht track traingin when si Need it!?!? Heytelle desZ i said hey and gofo luck withe verything. I’ltk durnk e-mial y’all ahagain!! Wehw, thsoe dman two bottles ofe iwne got m egood!

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Whoa, ohyeah, [name omitted]
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yes. i love hearing from old friends. elspeacilaly whe nthy e tyoepe like thsis aneed theyirrrrrr fingers go allw ofeer the kesys. So email me anytime!

also, as a college student, i am able to immerse myself in music between classes. i’ll be adding a little note every now and then about what CD is in my player.

resurrected music of the week: ben folds et. al.

man. school is easy. so far.

here are my classes:
Calculus II and Lab
Engineering Programming
Old Testament
General Chemistry and Lab
Honors Engineering

the only class that feels substantial is Old Testament. Everything else is a breeze, totally. i am so pumped.

tomorrow, on friday, i have 1 class, Calc, at 11 AM. skool is great.
i shall succeed.

p.s. last night, i had to take a cold shower. i dont know wtf that was. but tonight that will change. i shall succeed.

i will update for real later
now i must cleanse my epidermis
signing off, until tomorrow…

mercer’s internet servers were attacked by a virus that just came out last night. it’s on Windows. Go Figure. so basically i couldn’t connect to the internet last night or yesterday. however! i still wrote a post. here it is

[ how to be a good guitar player:
1. LISTEN!
2. play!
3. repeat!

how not to be a good guitar player:
1. try to play first and fumble all your notes
2. keep playing even though you suck and people around you know it
3. don’t listen and don’t learn from people better than you (anybody)

funny things that i’ve noticed:
there has been a flourishing of guitarists ever since people have heard me and my roommate jamming that first day. we’re both “those guys that were jammin in Dowell”. also: Georgians say ” ‘preciate it” instead of “thank you”. its nice because it sticks out. but then i did it once today. which makes me wonder. have i absorbed other cultural customs from places i’ve lived? i know i purposefully absorbed “cha” from LA, and i somewhat knowingly say “yall”.

it’s the night before first day of classes. why am i awake? because i can be! my first class is at 11AM. ha! will i make it to class on time, will i even Find my class? how much homework will i have? what supplies should i bring? am i prepared? why is my room mate still out partying when his first class is at 8AM? why won’t life slow down? is all this stress putting a strain on my relationship with des? what will our relationship be like in just 3 months? or 6 months? who will read this? how will my life change next week? when will i get back into my personal faith journey? all i have is questions and blurry eyesight from my unrested contacts. i have one yogurt left in the fridge. everything is new, but now familiar. my laptop battery lasts a long time. i have to wash clothes tomorrow. i opened up my checking account today, first deposit: $1,085. I’ve had to take ibuprofen for 3 consecutive nights due to leg pain from soon-to-be-usual amounts of walking. i wish i drew and sketched more often than i currently do spasmodically. des’s dorm is the worst dorm ive ever seen at mercer. i didnt even think it was possible. she wants to move next spring. i’ll help her. but i still like sleep. goodnight good children. i must hit the showers. (*SMACK!* (me hitting the showers)).

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Question: College looms nearer, the campus overshadows my every step, what can I doing to prepare?!?

Answer: Play guitar, sleep, write haiku, email dave, scope out the local hangouts, and paint.

I savor the last days of summer!

*Note to dave*
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success!
i bought my books today, and i only spent 55 bucks! how could this happen, you might ask? well here: i bought the books for Calc II and Chemistry, the two hefty classes, during the summer, when they still had used ones, and it was on the parents’ tab.

oh yeah and here’s what happened with roomie:
the other night he had to drive back to Gainesville to visit a friend. he spent that away. and last night, he was at a friends house until 4 am.
we’re very similar people, and we get along great. he just has weird hours.

i’m gonna look for a campus job.
by the way. Jon, get your computer off your old desk and put it on this. It will free up your now cramped desk for actual writing, and you can have a stylish lil thingy for your stylish lil computer!

Just in case you are living under a rock or in a cave, there has been a huge power outage that has swept across the northeast and into Canada. From the looks of the news, it looks like mass chaos, as commuters mill about on the streets by the thousands in New York, looking for a way to get home.

This reminds me of when the power went out in my home town of Lafayette, La. after Hurricane Lily last year. In my neighborhood, the scene went like this: Everybody went outside, got the neighbors together, fired up the bar-b-que pits, put out the lawn chairs, opened up a six pack and sat down to have conversations. The kids ran around spraying each other with the hoses screaming happily, while the adults discussed the prospect of a three day weekend. Windows were opened, mosquito screens were pulled down, radio’s were powered up, and everyone generally enjoyed themselves. When it got dark, everybody used the opportunity to stargaze, and I personally used the outage as an excuse to break out the camping equipment and sleep in the backyard.

Maybe people are different in the deep south of the LA bayous, but sometimes I think that is a good thing.

Maybe everyone up north can get together too. Clam chowder anybody?

Have you ever had this feeling where you really want to do something, but you can’t because you are isolated from the thing you want to do? Have you ever really wanted something, even though it was not good for you at all?
I was having these feelings last night, as I pondered what would be happening to me in the coming months. As I prepare myself for college, I wonder why everything seems just out of reach; why I am just going with the flow, jellyfish style.
In reality, I don’t have much choice, but to go with the flow of life. I mean I could go downtown, catch the next greyhound to Mexico, and spend the rest of my life as a singing storyteller. Or I could not.
I guess it’s just the waiting that has me on edge. Waiting for the ineveitable start of school, and the beginning of my new life. I am in the void of transition. My ontological essence is being worn down by the existential nature of my situation. My current space-time position is preventing me from accessing the future dimension of my current self. In other words…. I just have to wait.