Michael Garcia

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Wakey Wakey! It’s Blah Day!

Blah. What an interesting descriptor for a day, but’s officially Blah Day for me. What’s a Blah Day? It’s when you wake up all rummy and feeling in such a sate to just repeat grunts or the word ‘blah’ over and over again. Which is why I seem to be doing. Blah blah blah blah …

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Rantling: DDR status

I just wanted to post that I made 166 on max combo for Afronova. I tripped up on one pattern, but I’m near-perfect for the basic mode. Yay me!

Rantling: RFW at a Lower Rate?

Well, I just got off the phone with work, to ask about the meeting and they said I could call in! Woo! Ain’t modern technology wonderful? Not to mention that I’m almost done downloading the rest of my mp3s from my work box, so that means I’ll have a heck of a lot more crap …

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DDR, Live Broadcasting, and You

Fun was to be had last night in a rather interesting state. I played four and a half hours of Dance Dance Revolution yesterday, which is good, because this morning, to try and augment this regimen I’m attempting, I did twenty-five curls and ten push-ups. Hey, everyone’s got to start somewhere, right? This means that …

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More Lyrics: Beautiful Life and B’z!

Konya Tsuki no Mieru Oka ni (Tonight, On A Hill Where We Can See The Moon) Tatoeba dou ni ka shite Kimi no naka aa haitte itte Sono me kara boku wo nozoitara Ironna koto chotto wa wakaru ka mo If I were somehow Able to get inside you And peek at myself from your …

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“One More Step, and I think My Kneecap is Going to Pop Off!”

I live on the second floor of a two-story house. My room faces west, so it gets pretty hot in the setting sun, and especially with the summer coming up, that’s becoming even more of a problem. Thankfully, there are now reflective drapes covering the window, so when the sun decides to try and bake …

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The Book of Love, redefined…

This is from barbles’ LJ, which I read this morning and though it was a rather apt description. It’s nice to have these things defined for us from time to time. But it makes sense. Comment is most definitely invited, here. What do you think? Dear College Students: Several readers have requested that I reprint …

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When I Close my Eyes, I see DDR Arrows Floating Up

After I got divorced, I had to find something to throw my pent-up anger at. I found Dance Dance Revolution USA at a Golfland and at the recently constructed Dave and Buster’s in Milpitas. I would play every day, and I noticed that since it’s a really active game, I started losing weight. Not a …

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Rantling: Sore Muscles; Working Out

I don’t want to get off on a rantling, here, but why is it whenever I want to workout and lose weight, my muscles just pay the price in the morning? I was so sore waking up, and swinging my legs out of bed that they screamed in agony, and I very nearly joined in. …

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You Love Me, You Really Really Love Me!

Update: My sister and her husband made up. Crisis averted. I got everything I wanted to get accomplished today. I hooked up with my best friend, and we drove off to the Milpitas Golfland where we danced our hearts and limbs away for three and a half hours. Our knees were turned to jelly and …

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