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This is the personal blog of Tim. Here, Tim writes on anything he has enough inspiration to finish a post on. That usually ends up being matters of science, pop culture, technology, religion, and philosophy.

This blog is around nine years old, which is over a third of Tim's current age. Back in 2003, it was called "Of Tim: Tim's life - or lack thereof", and it was as bad as you might expect the blog of a freshman in high school to be. Tim hopes that his writing is a little better, these days.

Tim welcomes any input that you, the dear reader, might have. Comments are very much appreciated, especially if you have a dissenting opinion. If you'd like to learn more about Tim, you might want to see his facebook or google+.

Also: Tim is a very avid consumer of various sorts of music. You may be interested in his playlists!

True Fixation
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The meaning of the phrase "If it aint broke, don't fix it." is a rule by which I live. Thus, generally the only way things improve in my immediate surroundings is if they become broken, forcing my attention upon them and enhancing the otherwise beaurocratic process of improvement. This includes issues of character, as well, which came up today when my parents issued the rather simple challenge of "start doing work or we will forcibly remove every piece of electronics from your room whether you bought them or not". Naturally, being the sauve beast that I am, pretended not to care, but after thinking about it, I really would have no reason to stay up to all hours, which is a concept I am roughly unfamiliar with. More poignant, however, was the notation that Christopher tried exactly what I've been thinking. You know, just zipping off to a part-time job and finding an apartment, living out in that nifty old real world we hear about so often. Turns out that didn't come out too well for him, although admittedly, he was in a significantly different set of circumstances. Regardless, I believe the value of the dollar is one I've been ignoring, in that there are certain realities of life that one must face. An important one being that money is a necessity regardless of who I think I am.

Interesting discussion on epistomology at church today. Philosophy in general has captured my interest, as my guidance counselor noted a few days ago, when we last met. Thinking about how we think and examining how to truly "know" is a fascinating process, although I really have no idea what kind of employment such ventures might offer. Another item to the list of possibilities I have before me.
Supply is in Demand
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Increasingly consumed by the Internet, I find myself tracking daily fads and phenomonon instead of going to school. SK, YTMND, and Zefrank are the name of the game, with some occasional lawn mowing, running, and attic improvements.

Instead of going to school like every other decent human being, I slept in and had lunch with Karel today, after which I sat on my butt, mowed lawns, left the lawn mower in the middle of the garage, and let dad run over it. Apologies to the woman whose lawn is quite literally half-mowed, but in rock-paper-scissors, a one-ton vehicle wins over a fifty pound motor with wheels. On the bright side, Karel and I installed a new receiver in the attic, resulting in a fairly wonderful improvement in the quality and quantity of sound available, as well as vastly improving the video arrangement. The receiver was courtesy of Greg, who was also generous enough to provide an AM/FM tuner, a VHS player (which is an incredible improvement over the RF Modulator I'd been using), three new signs, and yet more. I hope things go well for you in DC.

I've got funds appropriated for the upcoming release of the Wii. This includes multiple controllers, multiple games, and a TV. This will probably be the last recreational purchase I make (with the possible exception of a laptop) before shoving myself into the real world, where things like food and cars will try and take priority. It is ominous to think in such a way, but it is the harsh reality of life that I cannot and will not live in my parent's basement for any longer than financially necessary. The idea of leaving Ithaca has become far more sensible on multiple levels. It will be a significant amount of time before this vision reaches fruition; indeed, the time required to purchase a car and the means to support said car and myself as well as finish off this silly high school business, is considerable.

I would so rather be running right now, but tonight's my bi-monthly laundry gauntlet. Current attire is jeans, but who knows, I may get antsy enough and run anyways.