Awesomely Modest Goddamn I'm amazing.

9Jul/100

I am totally an adult.

My gmail account has had some bizarre mixups in the past in that I'll get emails from places in Australia responding to someone with the same/similar email address as I have, except with a period separating their first and last name.  I've always found it entertaining and it doesn't happen enough that I consider it a nuisance.  Recently I've been getting a different kind of bizarre email, though.  From the initial email and the pdf attached to it, I've surmised that the gentleman is a University of Arkansas student and a big fan of god.  His emails have been updates on his trip to Haiti to work in a Mission over the summer.

I've finally grown tired of his updates, and decided to figure out what was going on.

Ludwig van Jaethoven <xxx@gmail.com> Fri, Jul 9, 2010 at 11:38 AM
To: Jonathan Redacted <xxx@gmail.com>

Who in sam fuck are you, where did your godloving ass get my address and why do you keep sending me shit?

Sincerely,

Your Mom

I chose the polite route.  He decided, however, to be a prick.

Jonathan Redacted <xxx@gmail.com> Fri, Jul 9, 2010 at 12:03 PM
To: Ludwig van Jaethoven <xxx@gmail.com>

You should grow up and probably after the first one sent me an email
asking that. And i would have told you that i have had my ex
girlfriends address wrong. But have a blessed day and i'll keep you in
my prayers.

Seriously?  You're going to act all high and prayer...y?  I've got something for you to pray for!

Ludwig van Jaethoven <xxx@gmail.com> Fri, Jul 9, 2010 at 12:28 PM
To: Jonathan Redacted <xxx@gmail.com>

Pray for penis.

Penis penis penis penis.

Sincerely,

Penis

That ought to clear everything up.

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15Jan/100

Now I am become Troll, destroyer of cults.

Those close enough to me that I trust have known for a while now that I've spent most of my time since moving to California living two lives.  In one life, I'm a desktop and server administrator for a respectable IT outsourcing company.  I have a social security number, I pay my taxes, and I help my land lady carry out her garbage.

The other life is lived in computers where I go by the hacker on steroids alias Anonymous, and am guilty of virtually every troll they have a meme for.

1Sep/090

Camping road trip!

There are a few reasons this particular trip came up. I love driving through the mountains and along the coast in the south bay area where I live. I've driven a few hours south, but never really gone north of San Francisco. Jenny's from Washington and wanted both to visit friends and family as well as show me the Hoh Rainforest. I also have a sexy new Honda Fit, which I've been lusting over for years due to its utility while camping. Hoocha, hoocha, hoocha- our camping road trip was born.

This is the sloppily pieced together journal I've written up upon returning home.

Neither my car, nor my tent.

Neither my car, nor my tent.

18Aug/070

Smooth operator.

So while looking for a room to rent here in California, the nicest place yet was with this cool girl that works for TiVo. I tried renting the place, and she ultimately decided she'd rather rent it to women. While that certainly sucks, she's a regular climber at the gym about 2 seconds from her house, and asked if I'd be interested in meeting up there sometime. This is awesome, and I said "hell yes".

So tonight we met there and were bouldering for a bit. We were going back and fourth trying a V2 that was giving us some trouble, and on one of my turns that I was actually making some progress, I fell and twisted my ankle. It wasn't too bad at first, and I was able to complete a few other climbs, but then it pretty much said "No, sorry, fuck you Jaeson. I'm done", and then it was done. After only maybe 30 minutes or so of climbing together, I had to be King Douchebag and call it quits for the night.

Stupid ankle. I fight my social retardation like hell, trying to be outgoing and meet new people in the area, and you go and screw it all up. Thanks for nothing.

15Aug/070

Moving to California

Most people didn't know I was moving to California, mainly because I don't tell people shit about what's going on in my life. In order to minimize confusion and maximize my not telling you shit about my life, I offer this brief summary of recent events before regaling you with the tales of my journey across the country.