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Saturday, October 12, 2002
Do I need to put a sign up, like, blinking, saying I'm taking a shower and not to use hoses, toilets, washing machines, and sinks? I mean, do I? Keifer Sutherland rocks. He just does. It was so neat. I got to sleep in today - no alarms, nothing. It was great. Friday, October 11, 2002
I found him kinda cute in Independence Day: Fametracker :: Hey! It's That Guy! :: Adam Baldwin I got to reference Law&Order in Seminar today! We were talking about exorcism, and I mentioned the episode about the exorcist woman who killed a girl. Yup, kids, exorcism is still an issue. OO! I was right about the grizzly bear skull. Teach took it to an expert, and she took one look and pronounced it grizzly. Apparently, I can say smart-sounding things in Theory class without having read the book. ROCK. Fuck. Ok, after Law&Order tonight, I'm going to try to do some serious work. Thanks to all who have sent mojo, if you sent it. DAMN THE MAN, unless it's about a woman's boobies. But still, DAMN THE MAN. That's it. I'm going to bed. It just HAD to be frikkin' cold today, didn't it. If I ever get another dog, and he's a feisty one, his name will be Jack McCoy. I tell you, it'll be GREAT. Great, unlike my passport photo. Sweet mother of mercy, I look like a man. Got any info on Harold Garfinkel, the ethnomethodologist, and his contributions to sociology? I'd be interested in hearing it. LOTS of it. If you've got any to spare, could you send me some getting-papers-done-in-a-healthy-fashion-so-I-can-go-relax-this-weekend mojo? Thanks. Wednesday, October 09, 2002
Today was a day of ups and downs, and it ain't over yet! After class, I went to Encore in WC and got a unitard, gloves, and mask. The mask isn't Catwoman Classic, but it's pretty goddamn neato. I'll need cat-ears. Then, I went to Shoe Pavilion and got some kinda cheap kinda not boots. They seem pretty comfy, so they're not a total one-shot thing. I got an hour or so of nap time, although it wasn't planned in the least. But arch.cat. was ok. The fish bone book didn't come in, so we couldn't do that. Oh, the agony. Then, when I got home, I had many pieces of mail. Now, I should eat, then go over homework. Ugh. Thank goodness next Friday is NO-CLASS-DAY. Tuesday, October 08, 2002
I'm bored, so I'm going to kill time not by being scholarly, but by rambling about the Gaskell's costume. Mmmm, rehashing. As Batman villains seem to be a theme (The Joker, 2 Harley Quinns, Poison Ivy, and The Riddler), I think it only right that Catwoman make an appearance. That, and I didn't have anything better to do (although I must admit, Paisley is tempting). So, how to make it interesting, flattering, and danceable? The long-sleeved unitard makes sense, although Ugh, spandex is NO ONE's friend. In addition, the catsuit in the cartoon was grey, as I recall. Finding that miiiiiiight be difficult (thank you Noah and Noire for bringing links to my attention. You rock!), but we'll see. If not, no big deal. Longish black gloves, fitted boots, and some kind of mask, and that ought to do it. The sad thing is, I don't know about the cash flow part of this. Nearly everything that comes in has to go to the Feed-KJB-and-Make-Sure-She-Can-Do-Required-Events-In-Rome Fund. This amuses me slightly, as the NZ trip, while more expensive, probably is partially because all the student does themselves is most meals. For Rome, the student pays for some meals, all train fares, bus fares, entrance fees, etc. So they'd probably cost about the same, or slightly closer than it seems now. haHA! Anyway. So, yeah. The damn perfectionist is slowly rumbling awake from a nap. In other news, why the hell is Charlize Theron in every goddamn movie nowadays? Just because she's cheaper than Ashley Judd (and skankier) doesn't mean she's god's gift to celluloid. Well, maybe I'll get a chance to look into this, although I've got crap to do. Crap I should be doing now. Hrm. Long entry, ugh. I'd sorta forgotten what it was like to be preoccupied a lot. So, I had to edumacate an Englishman about proper grammar, at least here in the States. I'd say it was fun, but it wasn't. Except the being right bit - that was fun. It is ALWAYS fun. My bathroom is situated such that if any section of pipe anywhere in the house clogs, my toilet and shower flood. This means I have to clean my shower for the umpteenth time tonight. Stupid thing. Are full-body dance leotards expensive? Sunday, October 06, 2002
Well. That was busy. Stripping paint can be both a relaxing and pain-in-the-ass way to spend a day. You can take your frustrations out on the wall and decompress, or you can go absolutely insane trying to get every little bit off in one giant chunk. That was how Saturday was mostly spent. Sunday had the A's-Twins playoff game. The first two-thirds of the bottom half of the ninth inning were spectacular, as the A's seemed to be pulling a comeback (5-1 to 5-4) out of their asses. Then the designated hitter hit a foul that was caught (this was with two outs, 3 balls, and two strikes. What a way to lose, eh.). My throat hurts from being so vocal; it's been a while. I'm skipping choir tonight because of said sore throat. Crazy shiznat, my friends. How do you get bobbleheads to stay put in your car? |