I figure corporations and celebrities write open letters to the public all the time (or I guess have people write them for them), so I should be able to do the same. As a lot of people know, I’ve been complaining a lot about the HOA for my neighborhood recently and their nonsense rules. For one, I have a real issue that the HOA here has absolutely no representation from the homeowners on it. Something just doesn’t seem right about that to me. I’m not going to use this point to complain, however, as it is an apology letter after all.

I’m writing this as an open apology to my neighbors for my continued violations of the HOA’s “rules” for the exteriors of our homes. I have a tendency to ignore the notices they send me…

For the longest time, I was convinced that the Georgia Tech football program was cursed when it came to beating Georgia by my enrollment in the school. The Jackets last won the Georgia game in 2000, which just so happened to be the year before I made my way to Tech. I was enrolled at Tech for 6 years (2001-2006), all of which yielded losses in the season-ender against U(sic)GA. I thought for sure that, with my graduation at the end of 2006, last season would be the time that we beat Georgia since I was finally gone. But that wasn’t to be and we had our 7th consecutive loss.

When it came down to analyzing the situation, I decided to blame ECE3055 for Georgia Tech losing the game against Georgia last season.

If you’re looking for a post about some miracle body makeover I’ve been able to make at the gym, you’re looking in the wrong place. If you’re looking for some magic workout that will allow you to have the perfect body, you’re also in the wrong place. I’m not really the type that likes to stare at myself in the mirror and continually tell myself how perfect I look like half the guys at the gym. Don’t lie….you’re out there….I see you every day.

I go to the gym to try not to die the next time that I go out to run farther than I ever really should. Right now, that day is January 10th, 2009 at the Disney Half Marathon. So I head off that way after work most days to do my thing and try to feel a little less bad about my generally out-of-shape self. I have found however that, instead of large amounts of muscle mass, I have gained a few things….

How is a normal human being that has a normal M-F job supposed to have a package delivered to them? I mean, if they won’t leave a package at your residence, what possible ways are there to get the package delivered to you? I do most of my shopping online, so there are always packages of one sort or another being delivered to my house, so this isn’t the first time that I’ve felt the need to vent my frustrations with the various shipping methods out there. And okay, it’s not the second either.

So the story begins on September 21st, 2008 when I placed my order for my new computer. A Lenovo S10 for anyone that really cares. I’ll talk more about that in a post later, but this post isn’t about a happy process so I’ll save that…

I learned some interesting things about the Georgia government today and I also learned that being summoned for jury duty and forgetting to take a book makes for one of the most boring days possible. In light of missing work for the day to be a responsible juror candidate, I decided I was going to knock out as many of those civic duties as I possibly could and also took advantage of the Georgia early voting program to cast my ballot for the November 4th election.

My day of jury duty started with me dragging my far-from-awake self out of bed around 6:30. Now to some of you, that’s not a big deal and sounds like a normal day. But for those that know the extent of my days, if the time doesn’t start with a 9 when I roll over and look at the alarm clock, my day is off to a bad start.