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BlackBerry Storm call log

Eric — Wed, 21 Jan 2009 07:59:30 +0000

Yesterday I got a BlackBerry Storm and so far I am impressed. Probably a big mistake getting a phone that will notify me of new emails. The clicking touch screen is awesome.

One downside is I was having a hard time figuring out how to view the recent call log when I found a hidden icon in the applications folder for the call log. You have to open the menu and select show all to see it. I don’t think many know about this since I didn’t see this anywhere online. So there is a cool trick. You can of course make the icon visible after showing the hidden icons.

Cooking is Hard

Eric — Wed, 26 Nov 2008 04:51:34 +0000

I’ve decided that I want to cook dinner instead of grabbing fast food, heating up some soup or slapping something together real quick. I’m decent at baking so I figured cooking shouldn’t be too bad. Boy was I wrong. Tonight after talking to my Mom I attempted to fry some chicken and make potatoes with gravy. I ruined the gravy and forgot to cook the peas I wanted to have with it. The chicken wasn’t good but it wasn’t bad. All that hard work for nothing. Cooking is nothing like baking. Too much can go wrong and you don’t get a sweet treat like I’m use to after baking.

I do make some simple casseroles which are good. If anyone has easy recipes that don’t make tons of food (it’s only for me) then I would love to have them. I’ll make brownies or cookies for you.

This Sums up 2007 Pretty Well

Eric — Tue, 04 Nov 2008 05:58:40 +0000

One of these days I’ll write a proper post.

Disaster by Hawthorne Heights

How should I say, that I never wanted anything to change
If I rearrange the pieces of a broken down faith
Do you believe in me? Because I’m not sure
I believe in anything… anymore

Pick up the pieces and make me understand
Why we can’t move any faster
Losing all demand, I’ve broken all my plans
This year was a disaster

What should I do? When I never thought anything would come true
The solution for the broken down abuse
I’m waiting for the fading floor to let me fall on through
I’m getting closer to letting go, letting go of you

Pick up the pieces and make me understand
Why we can’t move any faster
Losing all demand, I’ve broken all my plans
This year was a disaster

What you don’t know will only make this worse (X3)

I walked on the ledge
I saw the edge of my future
Being held back by the past

Pissed Off

Eric — Wed, 10 Sep 2008 05:56:27 +0000

I am pissed off. I’m pissed off at myself for letting people walk all over me and I do nothing to stop it. People know they can do it and I let them. I pissed off at others for doing what they want with me. I’m pissed off at people who are mad at me for reasons I don’t understand. I say something that they themselves say atleast five times a day and they get offended. Yet everyone can make fun of me and I have to take it. I can’t sleep at night so I’m ornery all day. Everything frustrates me. All I can do is smile and laugh so I don’t freak out.

Behind all the anger I’m sad. Sad that people take advantage of me and walk all over me. Sad that I let people do it. Sad that some of the few friends I have don’t like me. Sad because I blame myself for everything.

WordCamp Utah

Eric — Mon, 08 Sep 2008 03:55:58 +0000

A Utah WordCamp is coming up on September 27, 2008. I’m thinking of going. Only problem is that is the same day as the X96 Maverick Big Ass Show which I purchased tickets for. Who I was originally going to go with won’t be happening any more so now I need to decide whether to go rock out or be a nerd for a day.

If you are in the Utah area and would like to meet me then let me know. At this point I’m leaning towards going to Wordcamp since I want to get more involved in things like that and meet the creator of Wordpress. If atleast one person wants to meet me then I’ll forget about the Big Ass Show completely.

Washer and Dryer

Eric — Mon, 01 Sep 2008 23:27:38 +0000

Last week I purchased a washer and dryer. It still amazes me that I know how my own appliances besides a microwave. I’m becoming more of an adult. With the new washer and dryer I have successfully ruined just about all of my shirts. Half of them shrunk and the other half have faded. There are so many different settings on these things that it confuses me.

Please don’t make fun of me (atleast not too much) if you see me wearing a shirt that is too small. I’m still figuring out this living on your own thing. On the plus side I get to buy new shirts.

Bad Groove

Eric — Sun, 17 Aug 2008 22:18:45 +0000

I feel like I’m back in the groove where I do whatever others want me to do. I never do what I want nor do I know what it is I want. I am not happy and I haven’t been happy for well over a year now.

Short and Sweet

Eric — Sat, 16 Aug 2008 02:14:15 +0000

I met a girl which is why I haven’t been posting. She’s much cuter and more fun to kiss than the internet. As such I have decided to neglect the three readers that I have. Sorry.

Look at the Baldy

Eric — Sat, 02 Aug 2008 00:50:51 +0000

A couple weeks ago I was in London for phpBB’s Londonvasion (software conference) where this picture was taken:

I’m the bald one on the right side. I’m not really bald but the combination of the hotel not providing any shampoo and the roots of my natural blond hair makes it look like I am. Now I know what I’ll look like in a few years when I’ve lost some of my hair. The back of my head will still be as sexy as ever.

Here are a couple more pictures of me. Here are some more pictures of the whole event.

Clone me

Eric — Sun, 27 Jul 2008 21:44:27 +0000

The past week has been extremely busy for me. After getting back from London this past weekend for phpBB’s Londonvasion I got slammed at work with lots of projects to work on. Not only am I dead tired from jet lag but work is wearing me out. I’m finally starting to recover. I have a couple items I’ve wanted to blog about but that will have to wait until I actually have some time. Can someone clone me? You can kill it when I’m done with it. I promise I won’t tell the cops that you killed me.