Jeremy's Blog

I announced it last year, so I’ll do it again this year. Today is Ruzena’s birthday.

She’s now 19 and even more beautiful than she was at 18. She’s aging very well, I think.

Happy birthday, sweetheart.

This could very well be unhealthy … But, I can’t help but think there’s got to be someone out there who’s worse. Much much worse …

I guess it could be worse.

After being undecided for such a long time, Ruzena bought me a book for Christmas. Not too long ago, I approached her with some questions. Some concerns that lingered in my mind. The same concerns that drove my conversion to agnosticism and eventually atheism not all that many years ago. Even since I’ve accepted Christ and brought Him back into my life, there were still questions that remained unanswered. She found the perfect book for me.

Lee Strobel’s The Case for Faith (at Amazon) is one of the two books in the compilation book she got me for Christmas. It arrived here yesterday (late gift, I know ), and I’ve been reading some of it today. In two chapters, this book has managed to outline every question and uncertainty that I’ve had for Christianity and has managed to answer one of the major questions. I’m looking forward to reading more of the book, because I’ve always had a thirst for knowledge. I want my questions answered.

Christians and Atheists alike should have the opportunity to sit down and read this book. Really take in what it says and then think through your arguments for and against faith again. I know I will.

And thank you again, sweetheart, for an excellent choice in gifts. It is practical and serves a good purpose.

There’s someone, or someones rather, out there who’s been a little too interested in my personal life and business, lately. You know who you are. I’ve shown more professionalism in my pinky finger than you and everyone else you’re associated to, bar one person.

Go away. Leave me be and stop harassing my friends. I don’t know who you think you’re fooling, but you’re all the farthest thing from professionals, much less good at what you do.

Someone told me once that whoever said “Money Can’t Buy Happiness” never had any. We’ll I’ve had some, and I still say money can’t buy happiness. It’s not about the money. Money’s nice to have, but in my mind nothing will ever beat being able to help someone else and make them happy. That’s what brings me happiness.

Taking what looks like a hopeless situation and turning it into a success … That’s what brings me happiness.

I’m up way too late tonight, but it was all worth it. I’m incredibly happy that Ruzena has the perseverance to not give up even when the situation looks bleak. It also makes me happy that she trusts me enough to let me take control and do whatever I can to help. Because of her will to keep fighting when, admittedly, I would’ve even thrown in the towel and called it a night, I was inspired to do all of the research … handle all of the technical aspects of the problem she faced in order to try and help her succeed. And she did succeed.

I’m proud of her and words can’t describe how happy I am that I was able to help her like that. Everything I’ve gone through … everything I’ve learned … accomplished and failed … attained and lost … It’s night’s like this that are making it all worthwhile.

I’m looking for a way to get in touch with Congressman Ron Paul regarding a … rather important issue that I can’t detail publicly here. If anyone who may read this happens to have information on any possible way to contact him, via postal mail, e-mail, going to any upcoming appearances, anything … Please let me know. I’m willing to travel to get the information that I need, so don’t worry about location if I have to go to some appearance.

The more information on this subject, the better. Thanks.

Greetings from NY. I’m up a little late doing some calculations on my finances to make sure I can still live through the month.

I made it out to NY safe and sound and was able to make all of the arrangements necessary to get from Buffalo to Houghton, so Ruzena and I have been able to spend some time together. Still a few more days to go, although we’re going to kind of take tomorrow to ourselves. She’s got a lot of work to do for her classes and I need to put some hours in to cover the ridiculous amount of money I dropped on a suit right before I left. I know I needed one. I knew it was going to be expensive. But, man… I also need to remind myself to tell Ruzena that I was off by $100, tomorrow. For some reason I was thinking I paid $700 for the suit, but that was more like what we spent that day (suit + groceries). The suit itself was only a little over $600. And that’s the full deal, by the way. I didn’t own any of it myself. I needed the pants, shirt, tie, belt, shoes, coat … The whole nine yards. So, I’ll be taking very good care of it. Hopefully, it will last me quite a while.

In more personal news, it’s great to be back with Ruzena again. Those of you that know us know the circumstances behind our relationship, and I have to say that I’ve been the weak one, lately. I did a little research on what I was going through before I came out here and the symptoms all sound like it’s separation anxiety, so I’m hoping this little visit will help fix me up. It’s been a lot more expensive than a psychiatrist would’ve been, but there’s really no better therapy for me, right now. Her moving into college mixing with my personal fears and such caused my brain to stop working properly, for a while. I think I’ll be okay again, after being with her here, though.

Anyway, it’s late. I need to get to bed so I’ll actually be able to get up and have lunch with her tomorrow before we go our separate ways to get work done. Goodnight.

I was waiting for the results of the entrance / placement exam to come back, before I put anything up. But, after doing some head-hunting, some research, poking around at my options, comparing schools, and making a firm decision on what I can do based on my work schedule, I’ve decide to go back to College. I’ll be attending DeVry University in mostly night and online courses. I just got an e-mail from the Admissions Advisor:

Hey Jeremy!
I just wanted to let you know that you ARE as smart as we thought.
You did awesome on your test. CONGRATS!
See you tomorrow for FA!

Michele Weitzen
Senior Mentor
Admissions Advisor II
DeVry University

So, here we go …

I understand the whole “equal opportunity employer” thing, but please … For the love of all that’s good in this world, save your customers their sanity by ensuring that you hire people that can actually understand normal spoken English. Being able to have someone say “I’ll have a #10″ and them get it, but that’s ALL that they get, doesn’t cut it.

And another thing. Hire people that can READ. If that little screen says this order has a certain number of item x and drink y, dangit I better have a certain number of item x in my bag you better be handing me drink y when I get to the window. As a former fast-food employee, I find this insulting, because I worked at a store where the employees were not quite this incompetent. You’re giving those of us who do understand English and can read a bad name.

Please stop.

Oh, after about only three freaking weeks, I finally have my laptop back … And man is it good to be back on a machine that has more than just 512 MB of (shared — so it doesn’t even come out to that much physical system memory) RAM.

I’ve got a lot of stuff to setup, so I’m cutting this short. Hopefully, Ruzena or I will blog more soon.