Archives for March 2007

About the ASUS G1 Direct Messenger

About the Asus G1 Direct Messenger
christopher staines to m.mierzwa
5:06 am (41 minutes ago)
I’m not sure if you’ve found any method to show current settingsdynamically with Direct Messenger, but I did find something nifty:
If you browse to, “\Program Files\ASUS\ASUS Direct Console\ICON,”you’ll notice that each icon is 32×32, and named, “icon_###.bmp.” [...]

brian schweitzer

i keep becomingcaughton words i know not,phrases...

i keep becomingcaughton words i know not,phrases i’ve saidyet give no hint towards their meanings, truth.
i say such things as,“i wish the world would stopturning, so i may..”and others, too, i say:“i realize what wordsare worth, though eyeslead more to be known.”
i catch myselfbeing caught on them,as though what i’ve saidalready is not enough,and i [...]

brian schweitzer is brilliant, and his foresight...

brian schweitzer is brilliant, and his foresight worth noting.

i don’t think sunrises exist, though.  i...

i don’t think sunrises exist, though.  i think they’re just a propaganda, giving everyone an excuse to rise early.  but i say fuck that, yo.  i’m not rising early for that, just to see some myth.  i’m not.  i’m just not going to.  stop poking me.  i said i’m not.  don’t you dare.  i’ll– alright, [...]

your paradise is now. you know nothing other than...

your paradise is now. you know nothing other than your situation, and the situations of those allowing you to know them, whether through their shortcomings, or their boastings. your ability is based solely on who you can become, not who you are. i never believed the world was anything more than this [...]

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A man who respects a good pen deserves said pen.

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i want to run, awake to a smile and closed eyes.

My mind thinks in spurts.I wish it wouldn’...

My mind thinks in spurts.I wish it wouldn’t, but if it didn’tit wouldn’t be the same;I wish it wouldn’t, but if it didn’tI wouldn’t know your name.
My mind thinks in spurts,catches on a word, I wish it wouldn’t,but if it didn’t, I wouldn’t be the same;I wish it wouldn’t, but you knowI wouldn’t be here [...]

I wish Inever grew up, Iwish the hands weresmall...

I wish Inever grew up, Iwish the hands weresmall enough to not wrap; Iwish the soul couldn’t surmise; Iwill see when I no longerthink of what keeps me here, hunchedover a keyboard, waiting forsome word to strike so I never needwait for it again.