Watching you, Watching me.
Two massive joys overlapped last night. First, I found out that someone put The Strokes new CD on this computer, so as I was playing Vision of Division, a completely amazing song, I opened my e-mail to find an email from Google Analytics saying that I've been invited for an account. I've been waiting for this email for over a week, so as you can imagine, I was overjoyed. Google Analytics allows me to know who comes to the site, where they came from and where they went. I get to see where in the world their IP address is based and fun stuff like this. The software was designed for businesses, so I'm just really having fun with it. Nevertheless I find this kind of stuff entertaining, so i'm quite excited to see how many people actually check the site each day and where they come from. Don't worry about safety or anything, all I can see is who comes to the site and what their IP address is, not who they are or anything like that. This is extreme!
On other notes, I think the internet turns off at the Centar at a certain time on Friday, so I won't be able to check email or anything like that on the weekend. The girls are going to Sarajevo this weekend. I'm going to stay back, the weather isn't very good and I don't feel much like travelling. My host family on the other hand, are quite the travellers. They are the most unlikely of mountaineers, but from what I can gather, they hike up mountains almost every weekend, leaving me to fend for myself, which I don't mind too much. My family doesn't have any kids, as in, never has had any kids. I guess they've always been free to travel around and go mountain climbing. I'm jealous of them, they got to see snow one cold weekend.
The girls and I are going with Mirela to Bugoinja today, I'm not sure why. It seems that there's a good jewlery store there. I don't know how I will get over this sudden overwhelming sense of joy. As it stands, we have an arts and crafts class to teach now. In music class last night I tried to teach them the beginning to 'Keep on rocking in the free world' by Neil Young. I don't say 'outstanding success' much, mostly because it rarely happens, and this case was no different. I think that people with hands that cannot grip a softball should learn a different instrument. Also, how much schooling do I need to legally administer tranqualizers at my own discretion?
Sorry for this long post, you have an entire weekend to read it.
On other notes, I think the internet turns off at the Centar at a certain time on Friday, so I won't be able to check email or anything like that on the weekend. The girls are going to Sarajevo this weekend. I'm going to stay back, the weather isn't very good and I don't feel much like travelling. My host family on the other hand, are quite the travellers. They are the most unlikely of mountaineers, but from what I can gather, they hike up mountains almost every weekend, leaving me to fend for myself, which I don't mind too much. My family doesn't have any kids, as in, never has had any kids. I guess they've always been free to travel around and go mountain climbing. I'm jealous of them, they got to see snow one cold weekend.
The girls and I are going with Mirela to Bugoinja today, I'm not sure why. It seems that there's a good jewlery store there. I don't know how I will get over this sudden overwhelming sense of joy. As it stands, we have an arts and crafts class to teach now. In music class last night I tried to teach them the beginning to 'Keep on rocking in the free world' by Neil Young. I don't say 'outstanding success' much, mostly because it rarely happens, and this case was no different. I think that people with hands that cannot grip a softball should learn a different instrument. Also, how much schooling do I need to legally administer tranqualizers at my own discretion?
Sorry for this long post, you have an entire weekend to read it.
posted by J Michael Little at
9:48 a.m.
5 Comments:
alright, playing video games and playing music...hahah and you´re not in canada...haha i´m glad you keep up with yourcomputers..you´ll be glad to know, out of necessityi learned the shortcut for the at sign. But yes, that´s all for now. Enjoy the jewelry butdon´t come back with bling. - Tara
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Anonymous, at 12:47 a.m.
Hi Mike, it's your little brother Steve writing you for the first time, largely do to the fact that this is the first time i've been able come to your blog site and read how you've been. Mind you, i've been 'reminded' to do this countless time, though my access to the internet, as you will remember, is rather limited. Anywho, baseball is a go, and my teams doing rather poorly, but the younger kids are starting to come around and learn that, you know, hitting the ball every once in a while actually helps the team win.
On a sadder note, I recieved some rather upsetting news. This being that Waterloo didn't accept me for engineering. I had the marks, but I was unaware that I needed to send in letters of recomendation and fill out another form. This was largely due to the whole no internet, no e-mail thing which is our household, and since Waterloo e-mails reminders of such letters to be sent, I missed out. So I'm going to go back to GPSS for a semester, improve the marks a bit, and reapply, though this time i'll send in everything i need to send in (ya, my guidance concellor is an idiot. I know that not a lot of Glenview kids go for engineering at Waterloo, but you think she would have mentioned that I needed to send these forms in).
Hope that you didn't think that you were forgotten by me, and remember that there are days when you wont want to get up, get out of bed. But on those days, when your finally out doing something, helping out, thats when you should be truly proud of yourself.
PS. check out the Spill Canvas if you can, and prey for Rooney to get healthy in time to lead England to the World Cup championship. Bye Stephen
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Anonymous, at 12:25 a.m.
banhammered!!
furthermore, Watching you Watching Me Watching You
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Anonymous, at 6:44 p.m.
lol he posted twice, i deleated the identical post
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