Guitarist and electronic programmer, pete has worked with a number of different groups such as Delimiter, Weapons of Mass Destruction, and Negative Charge. Lead programmer & sysadmin of cytoplastik.com, as well as a few others..   discography: Crystal Cloud (2001) Cytoplastik Pods Compilation (2002)
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This year has been pretty good to me. I actually accomplished programming code in java under the google web toolkit. I still hate it. I bought a house. I started the process for another child. I have been more active with producing new music than I have in previous years. I keep feeling like my life is on the brink of a very major swing forward into something very new and different. I'm not just talking about my new child though. It's an inherent feeling of accomplishment. I'd like to stay quit from smoking cigarettes and get into better shape this year than I have ever been. I'd like to have my music career become my main focus and take off. I'd like to get recognized for my work at my job as more than a minor footnote. 2009 is gonna be really awesome, I can feel it. I will however take a moment to honor those that have left us this year.
Steven Michael Hutchison: This guy was my boss. I saw him every day. I'm glad I didn't hear about him dying when I was still at the office, like I found out Christian. That was the fucking worst. My friend dies and his ex girlfriend contacts me on instant messanger to tell me about it while I'm in the middle of fixing all of these bugs. Holy shit, I can still remember that like it was yesterday. Steve wasn't like that. Steve's death was just fucking brutal. He died in a car accident getting T-boned in his little Jetta by some teenager speeding in a fucking Ford F-150 and running a stop sign. Apparently the car flipped multiple times. The kid went to school with Steve's kids. I only hope that his death was swift, and that his suffering was brief.
Don Davis: A person I hadn't talked to in many a year, but still somebody I considered a friend. I will not divulge the details of his death, as there was no news article. He's somebody I hoped would really do better in California than he did here. He was quiet, but stuck to his convictions about the things he believed in. There was chair tossing and bonfires in his honor.
Despite all of the carnage that may have ensued in 2008, I hope that I see you in 2009! Happy new year!
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The years end is drawing near. I have had such glorious fun times with friends lately. I went to the Brewery in Ellicott City last Sunday for their dollar beer night. I hadn't been in a while. It was good to see people again. I went to Baltimore last night to hang out at the Whole Gallery. This venue/living space has been a pivotal destination for many a cytoplastik oriented event. I saw Florian, Phil, Sam, Kevin, Brianna, Brit, Drakos, Alycia, and a few other baltimore friends. We watched a movie called "Funky Forest" last night. It was pretty cool, but difficult to understand the humor at times. It was also a little longer than I think that it needed to be. I made Brett sneeze goldfish out of his nose when I mentioned the words "tentacle rape". . . I watched Burn after reading tonight. The plot was surprising to me in the end, and I think it's definitely worth watching.
My impending child is to be here soon, and all I want to do is play Twilight Princess for the gamecube, on the wii...
My personal web pages have become ridiculously unmanageable now. I never would have imagined that cytoplastik, or my website for that matter, would become so full of content. Here I am though, with a system that is just not efficient enough anymore when it comes right down to it. It needs to be redone. The steps are so many, and the time and motivation so fleeting.
Sometimes I wonder what it is that makes a person feel complete. It's one of those questions that really has no precise answer for most. The answer is nothing, but the question is, what does not make a person feel complete. Anything can be the next big thing that a person desires. The next big thing that can make them feel incomplete. It's things like that which make me feel more wholesome in my religion of choice. Nothing makes a person happy. Being able to accept the previous statement as fact is where most people have a problem. Can you?
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So much uncertainty exists in the world today. What with the economy being all huge shitstorm, people losing their houses and jobs, and the government awarding huge cash settlements to companies for being FAILURES. I have been busting my ass at work lately. I think it's the sign I'm about to get laid off, because I have been working really hard, and contributing all of this really really important stuff to my company's product. It seems like, according to the laws of irony, that I would be the first to go at this point. Not that anybody has been laid off here, but I could see anything as being potentially possible from here. Kat is just 2 months from her due date now, and we're both kind of nervous and excited. I'm really tired, and I want a nap, but I constantly have too much to do. Almost every day of the week I have a full plate, from morning until evening. I stay up really late accomplishing absolutely nothing just for the sake of having a minute alone. I feel like I rarely get out to see people anymore. There is a dance party going on dec 29th at Joe Squared, but I still haven't decided if I'll go yet. I have been jamming with my friend Matty with our other guitarist Stu, and Stu's brother Jeff on drums. Jeff quit the other day, so I dunno whats going to happen now that we don't have a drummer, per se. I was trying to work on an electronica project with my friend Florian, but he's too busy to respond to me, much less contribute to a musical project. Buying chanukah stuff online weeks in advance is the way to go though. Fuck waiting in line at a store!
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Work has been so stressful lately. Every time I feel like I accomplish something the rug just gets pulled right out from under my feet landing me flat on my fucking face again. I feel like the only reason I'm still here is some kind of vain hope that one day I will get out of the goddamn IT industry to do something I actually enjoy. I think the hope of that is starting to die too. I made a video of me playing guitar, but after like 20 fucking tries it still sounds like total shit. I deleted that crap off of youtube. I dunno if I'm gonna even try to make another. What's the point? I'm just gonna be trapped in this dungeon of a career going nowhere fast. I feel like sometimes I have just condemned myself to an everlasting life of dissatisfaction.
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| burdens - Tuesday, September 9, 2008 12:56 am
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In life we must all carry burdens. Some are greater than others. Lately I have been feeling the stress more than ever. I can't take it. I can't even really discuss it, what with the web being the most non-private place ever, without people asking what the hell is going on. I don't really want to talk to you about it. I just want it to be over. I'm sick. I hate being sick, it's the worst goddamn feeling. Mostly I'd rather be dead. Somebody said to me, but then when you are better you won't be around to enjoy it. Sometimes I wonder if I have really been here all along though.
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