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Friday, May 31, 2002
Ok, quickie updates. Joy of Joys. No, not the Joy of Sex, you dolt. Anyway, I've gotten the rpg bit of the site up. It's skin and bones now, but at least it's one fewer broken link for Geoff to test his programs on. Beckett's is pretty fun. I practically survived Polkacide! Were it not for the last few bars, I would still be alive. TERILYN JOE IS A CRIMINAL!! I always knew she was a bad egg. Lookit that hair, I mean, COME ON. Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee Wednesday, May 29, 2002
Ok, I'd just like to say that the two posts preceeding this one were done in the little "BlogThis!" window, and so far as I knew, had been lost to the winds due to some kind of server error. But noooooo, they were just posted, not published. Goddamn thing. My dogs are stinky. I slept for most of today. I don't know as it was a great idea, mainly b/c the dreams I had were really odd and involved a lot of stabbing (at least one of them had me throwing butter knives like they were bowies and nailing somone right in the forehead with one of them. It's satisfying to think you could kill someone with a utensil that sometimes has a bitch of a time cutting hard, cold butter). I might take a shower (I ought to, they are good), but I don't want to miss talking to certain people who aren't always on. Don't you hate it when you just miss someone? I know I do. Makes me want to kick things. Good Lord, I'm starting to talk like some serious blogger or LJ person. Heaven preserve us. Things for me to do: 1. Post to Soul, IGP, Buffy 2. Revamp certain pages in site 3. Read some Clancy to rot brain 4. Sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep Funny how I make this list at 2:30ish in the morning. Go fig. Oh, and go to WWDN as the segment on the talking Wesley doll convinces me that Wil Wheaton is a GOD. Tuesday, May 28, 2002
Well, I've been home for a bit. The wedding was fun, and seeing all my silly relatives really was a great thing. So was getting buzzed with them, but that's a different story entirely. I just had a tastytasty sandwich. The crunch of the lettuce, the gooshy mayo, the medium consistency of the turkey... ::gargle:: I have something in my eye, and it's bugging me senseless. Friday, May 24, 2002
I'm in Maryland now! Go Aunt Val for having a Mac with an internet connection and a saved password. I don't know when next I'll be on. Not like you're all waiting on the edges of your seats, but still, it's a nice thought. Ok, well, I ought to get offline, as I don't know how my aunt's got her ISP $$ thing setup. Mazeltov! Well, I'll be gone until the 27th. Lucky me? I'd like to say that this school year has been a vast improvement on the last one, although not having Heather around was like having a special friend missing, one you really enjoyed having around because she was just so neato. Granted, there wasn't really a need for the metaphor introduction to that, but sue me, I've been up for a while. No rest for the wicked. So, I love you, Heather, in a nice and platonic way. I hope you're doing well down there. As for the rest of you, fuck you. :) This may be the last post before I head off for Maryland and my cousin's wedding. A pity, truly. What, I'm fucking serious! Cthulu has an important message for you all. He tells me that if no one adds comments to this blogthing, he will make sure your deaths will be slower than usual, involving the Extra Special Maddening Technique™. I really think you ought to heed his advice, as he is an Old One and made of fuzzy coral tie-die velour-type fabric. Keee-reist, but I'm tired. Thursday, May 23, 2002
Wednesday, May 22, 2002
More quizzes. I am a sheep...  I'm a Fire Spirit I have no idea what this means, but the picture's purdy.  Yeah, but try telling this to my mom.
I am 56% worshipable! And you? Find out! Sad.  Squeak.  You're Brad Pitt. You're not really a vampire, but you play one in a movie. ROCK. Now, if only I could've been, like, Count Chocula or something.  Ich bin ein Berliner.  You are the original and therefore very popular. You also have those really cool polar bears representing you. But you have a bad after taste. I don't really even like the stuff... which explains a lot, actually.  I'm the plain classic brown Doc Marten... I'm mellow, down to earth, and a little on the conservative side.
Well, there's a thought.  Great, now I have to see the goddamned movie.  Ooo. I've taken so many more of these things, I might have to post a separate page for them. Yes, when finals and papers are done. Am in another argument with jackass-who-claims-to-love-Star-Wars-but-is-stupid-about-EpII. I'd like to find this European nitwit and smack some sense into his head. Oh, for the day when I'm ok with people being stupid...  I'm thinking that this is a slightly skewed test.  I like this one slightly better.  You are 30% evil! [?] You're still on the good side of 50%, but you're gaining on it. You're not as good as you should be, but you're good ALMOST all of the time. There's only an occasional time when evil takes over you, but when it does... Eeeeeevil.... Read Comments Read the frikkin haikus. I'm fucking serious. Anyone who loves Wedge is a friend of mine, word. Tuesday, May 21, 2002
Oh, and addendum - "Use Me" by Bill Withers, superbly covered by, of all people, Hootie, is similar in its effects. I realize that Peter Gabriel is this kinda ordinary-looking guy, someone some would call dumpy. This does not change the fact that "Sledgehammer" is highly suggestive and does something funny to me... which now that I reflect on it, is entirely intentional. I'll never make it to January now. Ok, I'd like to state for the record that finals SUCK. Some moron in the library may keep writing "Finals are over-rated" (sic) on the whiteboard, but that won't stop the fact that THEY SUCK DONKEY DICK. Anyway. I had something I was going to say, but Mom distracted me with something. Le sigh. It's awkward, being an adult and living at home. I don't like it. Then again, free food and utilities. It's good to be the baby. I have to go pick up dinner now. Hopefully, the radio stations will not play asswipe music and I will be able to stay awake for the trip. That would suck, I do believe. Oh, and I was going to update this sucker when I was in the school's computer lab, but I couldn't for the life of me remember my login or my password. Ooops. Sunday, May 19, 2002
Dave Matthews puts on a good concert. RAWK. If you'd like to do me a huge favor, take my finals for me. My legs hurt, I've got a headache, and I'm exceedingly tired. Granted, not as good an excuse as some, but hey, can't hurt to try.
Friday, May 17, 2002
"waste vital minutes with the PERPETUAL BUBBLEWRAP" Holy mother of god. In other news: STAR WARS - more holy mother of god. I am so glad I get to see it again. Which reminds me, I have to leave soon for that. How I will concentrate on schoolwork, we'll never know. At least classes are over. Rachel's LiveJournal - I know this chick. Scary, yes. Star Wars rocked. It was flawed, yes, but it was so delightfully enjoyable. Thank you, Senor Lucas, for not completely fucking this one up. In other news, anyone who would like to write my papers for me, please get in touch with me. I'm freakishly behind, and what with psych problems and Star Wars Fever™, it ain't getting any better. Wednesday, May 15, 2002
Ok, so I'm 21 now, right? Now I'm really tempted to just get buzzed in the morning. Funny how that works out. And I would like to get buzzed and make out with someone. Is that so much to ask? I realize Cliquot champagne is good and all, but it's fucking bitter. What is it with alcohol and bitterness? The day they make alcoholic Barqs or something is the day I become the biggest lush you've ever known. Wait, that might be bad... Tuesday, May 14, 2002
I've used my new digital camera to take some pics from the Plough (well, Au Coquolet, really. The flash was too distracting for the Plough). I've got to edit them, and make them smaller, but that's proving to be a pain in my ass. You can view the unedited pics here: Rogues Gallery. Law&Order is on right now. If you'll excuse me... Monday, May 13, 2002
I got a digital camera for my birthday. So far, it has proven to be amusing at the very least. VH1 is doing a new series, "Military Diaries". In one of the promos, some servicewoman says, "I didn't join the army to go to war." What. The. Fuck. What did you think the military was for? Tea parties? Free fucking tourist vacations? Good GOD, you moron, grow some fucking BRAINS. Time for bed. Saturday, May 11, 2002
Boo-fuckin-yah. This bitch is operational. I fully expect to see comments from people other than me here. Friday, May 10, 2002
I am trying to make a php comments system work. I have followed the instructions to the goddamned letter and it still won't work. I am beginning to think that someone out there doesn't like me. Thursday, May 09, 2002
I just had a long discussion with someone who thought EpII sucks. I'm still bristling. Chiiiiilllll.... Apparently, one of the reasons my mouth hurt so much was because I'm healing quickly. Go fig. It's all well and good until you can't frikkin sleep... which I can do now, thanks. I kept doing it, actually, in class today and while I was trying to study. Bugger. No fancy news or entertainment link today. Wouldn't want you signing up for the Star Wars Galaxies Beta as well, would I. Enough with the links, you say. Well fuck you. FAO Schwarz | Products | Product Detail I LOVE Barbie and all her dresses, and there ain't nuthin' you can do 'bout it. Just browse. You'll see what I mean. That lucky bitch. Wednesday, May 08, 2002
Imhotep vs. Moses @ WWWF Grudge Match 5th regular comment from the top (after the medalists). FUCK YEAH. Go me. Tuesday, May 07, 2002
Cuffs It's stuff like this that almost makes me wish I was a gay man. The most recent episode of Buffy... holy shit. I wish I hadn't seen the spoilers from next weeks ep, but... Let's just say Joss Whedon has us all by the pubic hair and is using it to his advantage. SatireWire | THE TOUGHEST DECISION: Assisted Computing Facilities holy shit. In addition, I submit these suckers as well. Aussie hos Smart barflies in CO Good god. I went to the oral surgeon dude again today, only this time it was his associate doctor dude. He was nice, except for the pain and agony bit. Actually, it wasn't all that bad. He just cleaned the "holes" out and stuck something in one of them. That hurt, and then it didn't hurt, but it didn't totally stop hurting so he took it out. It tasted like cloves. yuck. So now I'm suddenly aware of the holes in my gums/jaw. You think it's scary and gross to you? Try being the one having them. I'm paranoid enough, man... The associate doctor dude liked the Topato shirt I had on. Yay! Sunday, May 05, 2002
Ok, here's a story for y'all. If you've got lots of bottles of different medications, please, PLEASE, label the tops. Why do I say this, you ask? Well, for the last two days, I've been in mortal agony. I got my wisdom teeth out Thursday (all 4, thank you), and the pain on one side has been excruciating. Sadly, vicodin was making me nauseaus, so I stopped taking that and was chugging advil like there was no tomorrow. Eventually, I had to go back to the vicodin, as the advil wasn't cutting it. I wasn't getting a ton of sleep. This is where the labelling thing comes in. I spent two nights tossing and turning, in mucho pain, only to find out an hour ago that I'd been doubling the dose of antibiotics, and not taking any vicodin. Y'see, the vicodin and the second bottle of antibiotic are both the same style of bottle, and both bottles contain large white pills. Moral of story? Read the goddamn label, bitch. I'm feeling better now, thank you. Saturday, May 04, 2002
Friday, May 03, 2002
Ever want a cookie? I sho' as HELL want one, but my mouth can't handle it. I am most displeased. Jon-who-is-me is off to Canadia. Lucky him... not. Jon-who-is-not-me liked the webcam thing. Why am I not surprised? :) I've got puffy cheeks. I'm everso pleased. What blog program has comments on it? Email me, let me know. Ok, so I've been having fun actually using my webcam as a webcam. I got it back when I signed up for my ISP, as it was an incentive and thus "free". If you're interested in seeing how it works, look me up on yahoo im, we'll see what we can do.
Thursday, May 02, 2002
It has worked. God bless getting my login name right for the ftp server. Here's a collage of me from the 80's.
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I got my teeth out! What a fantastic thing!
Wednesday, May 01, 2002
Go me. I'm starting a blog (good god) right before dental surgery. There's a genius move for you.
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