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Name: James
Birthday: 1/15/1986
Gender: Male
Interests: Acting, knife throwing, RPGing, writing, running, random fun-ness.
Expertise: Graphics design, screenplay writing, acting, swordfighting, singing, being a dork.
Occupation: I'm a graveyard shift table se
Message: message me
AIM:  Insaniac246
Member Since:
5/21/2006
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Huzzhfzzmh….. It’s a week and a
half before the end of this semester and I don’t have a clue where my time has
gone. I haven’t posted in months… probably because I’m not a huge fan of Xanga.
Months ago I went on a road trip with Jon Anderegg, Jeremy Clayton, and Jon
Albert. It was probably the most random thing I’ve done all year, but it was
great fun. Skipping ahead to the present, I got my sociology case study back
today (and in case you aren’t aware of the magnitude of NGU’s sociology class’s
case study project, let me tell you that it’s the most monumental, monolithic
beastly project I have ever seen. I had over 30 pages in mine when it was
finished). I was very happy because I got a 98, the second highest grade in the
class. Anyway, I’ll be getting out of school May 1st, and assuming I
can get a handout from my parents, I’ll be in Greenville until the 5th
to act in Jon Albert’s movie. I’m playing a mob henchman who dies in the third
scene… not too glamorous, I know. But it’ll be fun anyway. Let’s see, what else
is new… Didn’t get any work done last weekend, but had a really fun time
helping a friend with a photography project and hanging out until the wee hours
of the morning… seems like I’ve been wee-houring a lot lately. Jeremy Clayton
was in town briefly and that was a very late night filled with movies, sober
revelry, and marmoset hunting. o.O But anyway, I also took a random trip to the
Biltmore Estate with some friends on Saturday. We didn’t actually get to go
inside, but we visited the winery. Walking into a winery with a group of
underage friends provides many fun opportunities to scorn and mock. 8^D
There, I made a xanga post. All
you people who are just addicted to reading the mundane details of my life can
stop complaining. 
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| Wow, so get this... I had the most unusual and unsettling dream several weeks ago. I would normally be perfectly content to prattle on to no end about the intricate and disturbing details of this manifestation of my subconscious mind, but this time the most genius story plot emerged from the dream. Not only that, but when I woke up, the perfect book title for this story appeared in my head. Normally when I start writing something, I lose interest in it after a few days. But unusually, once I began this one, the desire to write kept nagging at me. It obstreperously overpowered my desires to do anything else; even Guild Wars (which I have become extremely fond of playing). Anyway, as I normally do before I start writing something, I create a book cover. It helps me get into the mood of the story. So, here it is:
And yes, James Kayle is my pen name... I've noticed a lot of fiction
and fantasy writers have last names that start with K or a surrounding
letter (Best to be beside the big names, y'know).
So for the past few weeks, writing this book and sparring with The Eastern Legion have been the highlights of my day to day life. Speaking of the Eastern Legion, I bought some really sweet garb and wore it to the last battle. An authentic red roman tunic, a Roman leather belt with the studded, bling-bling flaps, and a red cape. And of course, my kung fu pants and sandles. It really adds flare to the battle when the fighters wear garb. Great fun.
The TEL website and forum are coming together nicely. I had to learn the language for programming the forum. To this day I'm not even sure what it's called... HTML, IBP, PVP, PBS, whatever.... It's the stuff that makes the forum look pretty. If you want to check it out, it's here: http://theeasternlegion.googlepages.com
That'll be all for now. Hopefully this little snippet will keep my fans happy while I return to a secluded way of life. | | |
| This is officially my second entry. By writing this, the number of entries on my xanga double. I hope you're happy.
Yes, so, along the lines of the title of this post... what should I do
with me life? It's been an interesting question, and I'm sure the
world is just biting its nails in anticipation. Right? ...Right. Well,
after I quit IHOP (an interesting and infuriating story to be sure), I
briefly considered trying to get into modeling for local malls
and clothes stores. But I found out that one must have an agent,
lots of paperwork, and the hours are random and usually bad. So I
decided not to trespass on the turf belonging to non-high school grads.
I ended up accepting a job from a man at church doing park mantenance.
It will actually pay pretty well. Almost $10 an hour. But it only lasts
a month. But this new job, and a conversation I had with a friend of
mine got me thinking about what on earth I plan to do with my life.
Actually, said conversation was quite enlightening. It opened my minds
to new ways of searching for God's will and, although it's still not
entirely clear, I've built up the resolve to go ahead and do start
something that I'm interested in and trust God to direct me. So far, He
has opened every door. Perhaps you're wondering what this ominous
"something" is... Well, I am transferring to North Greenville
University to study movie script writing. I want to work for
Christian/family movie companies... judging from what I seen, they need
all the help they can get in the way of scripting.
Anyway, that said and out of the way, I'm currently at the childhood
home of my youth pastor. Some friends and I took a trip to Wisconson to
visit Northland Baptist Bible College, so here we are. I was extremely
impressed with the college. It's not only a beautiful place, but the
unifoed heart of the school is centered on God and spiritual growth. It
was a gigantic contrast from the religious politics practiced at Bob
Jones. And instead of ruling by fear, students are actually happy to be
there and are very close to the faculty. If I do some sort of grad
school, I would love for it to be at Northland.
What else is going on in my life? I play Guild Wars and I sleep. Great
stuff, huh? Well, that's me. Read this slowly. It'll probably be
another year before I remember I have a xanga.
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| Okay, so here I am making my first entry in the middle of summer. The funny thing is that I created this xanga at the beginning of summer and I've been totally clueless as to what to write here. Anyway, I really can't imagine why anything I am about to write would interest anyone at all, but in case you're bored, you can read about my employment...
I started work as a table server at the ghetto IHOP on Capital Boulavard earlier this summer. It's fun work most of the time. Everyone I work with has something interesting about them. First there's Krissy, aka the Fluffy Warrior Waitress. She is 6' 2" and has a crush on the short Mexican cook (well, one of them...). Then there's Ben, who is a short, red-headed white guy who wishes he were black. Next there's Ryan, who is also 6' 2" and forces me into towel snapping contests every night, and I usually win too. Next, Michael... Michael bears an uncanny resemblance to a high school friend of mine named Josh Smith, but Michael smokes like no one else I have ever met, and he has his own heavy metal band. Finally, there's Patrick.
Ahh... Patrick.
Patrick comes into work high on crack every single day, and we suspect he has a stash around the building somewhere because he stays high all day. He does the most random things at the most random times in the most random ways. And not because he's trying to be funny, either. He's just... not lucid. There's nothing in his head. The other day, he threw something across the passbar into the cook's food, and I asked him why he did that. He answered (and I quote): "He did my laundry... That means I ain't gotta do that much more."
Yeah... You read it here first, folks. That's Patrick for you.
That same day, he set printer paper on fire in the middle of the store in front of all the customers, then called Ryan a "swamp cracker." But the funniest thing I think he's ever done was when he ate a cheesecake that was supposed to be taken to a customer. Ryan walked into the galley looking for the cheesecake and see's Patrick eating it. He freaked out! It was so funny.
Okay, so, apart from my work, I really don't have a life. I just bought a weight machine that seems to be falling apart. It's supposed to be a good machine, but I bought it on closeout, so I guess that means there's something wrong with it.
Well, I hope my first post didn't bore you to tears. I might write another one sometime this summer, too!
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