Saturday
April 14th, 2007 at 6:44am
Okay, July is coming soon, and for this week and a half of madness we have to events that aren't usual for this get together.
The first is an semi-formal evening event, where we will all dress up and go out to a nice dinenr. Dudes have to at least wear slacks and tie and girls have to wear a dress of some sort. Suits are cool too, if anyone actually has them, but probably only Finlay.
The second event shall be THE FIRST ANNUAL WANGFEST VIDEO GAME DECATHLON! There shall be ten video game events and there will be prizes! In order to really ensure fairness, there will be a MEn's bracket and a Women's bracket, and ne'er the twain shall meet. So the guys will battle the guys and the girls will battle the girls. There will be a prize for both. There may be a 5 dollar entrance fee depending on what prize we want to get, but if you're too cheap to pony up 5 bucks for this event, then you can sit at home and not hang out with us.
At any rate, it will be maddeningly fun! Only me, Fin, and Tif know the ten events in order to ensure fairness, but worry not. Half the games I do not own, the other I haven't played in so long it won't matter, and I don't plan on practicing. That will be no fun at all. Suffice it to say that this shall be a momentous occasion. So yeah, July....be ready.
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Thursday
December 21st, 2006 at 4:41pm
Nix chewed through two (computer) mice, a ps2 controller, and my laptop power brick/cord. so don't really have a comp to speak of until my other one gets here. Not using Tif's crappy computer, so quick update. Have yet another cat. Girl torti named Reno. *sigh* Nix will no longer be chewing cords. I'll update again when I get my lappy back up and running.
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Sunday
May 7th, 2006 at 6:57pm
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Friday
January 14th, 2005 at 1:35pm
I'm not dirt.
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Monday
October 4th, 2004 at 4:18am
Wow. I spent much more time on this than I should have, but it did a bit to pick up my spirits. So yeah, not even Veronica has seen this part of it, since I just did it. So here it is--the end of the Greatest Movie Ever Told. Oh, and I had a great idea...does anyone who can draw wanna make a comic of this? That'd be so badass it wouldn't even be funny. I'd pay you lots and lots of money! *grin* Ah well. One can dream. Anyhoo, on with the show....
( Act Eight: The Late Great Luther VandrossCollapse )
listening to:feeling kinda:  accomplished
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Monday
October 4th, 2004 at 12:50am
For all those that care, here are the next three acts of the Greatest Movie Ever Told!! Read on to see what happens to your character. Only one more act to go and, since we didn't do it yet, I'ma have to make a mix cd from my playlist!!! What will happen?!?!
( Gripping as hell!!Collapse )
listening to:feeling kinda: Eh.
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Wednesday
September 22nd, 2004 at 5:17pm
Now that I’ve terrified everyone with a baby picture of myself, let’s move onto Act IV, the most thrilling act to date! In this act, we see all the characters thus far reunited, and plot twists galore! Check it out; you know you want to!!
( Act IV, Who Put the Bop in the Bop She Bop She Bop?Collapse )
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Wednesday
September 22nd, 2004 at 1:43pm
In Act III, Maully is introduced as...well, you'll see. We also see the return of Vee, Allen, Momo, Lindsay, and FDoR!! Read more to find out!!
( Read more...Collapse )
listening to:feeling kinda:  bouncy
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Wednesday
September 22nd, 2004 at 1:08pm
Ya har! In Act II, we see the introduction of Ruuk, Rachel (22girl), Kiefer, and Laura! Read on and satiate your burning curiosity....
( Act II--Life in WichitaCollapse )
listening to:feeling kinda:  chipper
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Wednesday
September 22nd, 2004 at 12:13am
*laughs* I can’t stop smiling. And anyone who knows me knows that me grinning like an idiot is an unnerving sight indeed. J
But anyway, onto the true purpose of this post: to reveal to the world the greatest movie ever told!
Veronica and I wrote this driving to and from Orlando this past weekend. Basically, we picked mix Cds at random, popped them in the player, and wrote a script to them. Of course, this is far funnier if you’ve heard the songs that relate to the action therein, but you should still find it amusing. It’s 8 Acts long (8cds) and I’m going to post the first one here now. I'll get to typing up the rest of them tomorrow prolly when I'm not feeling so blech.
If you are Maully, Ai_Lupin, Momo, Catch22Girl, Jess, Kim or Ruuk, you’ll definitely want to check it out. ;) You guys are in it!
Disclaimer: All events herein are completely fictional. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. For one, I don’t have an older brother who looks like Kiefer Sutherland. Etc, etc, etc.
( Act one, beh-bah!Collapse )
listening to:feeling kinda:  sick
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Wednesday
September 15th, 2004 at 4:44am
Yeah, henceforth my journal is:
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Tuesday
September 14th, 2004 at 9:13pm
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Tuesday
September 14th, 2004 at 11:26am
When my dad calls me at 1130 and leaves me a voicemail saying, "You need to pack up a few things and head this way, ride out this storm with us" which basically means he's 2 steps away from strongarming me into going to PC during Ivan.
Back to sleep for me.
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Monday
September 13th, 2004 at 5:57pm
Why must people be so stupid.
I'm waiting for Law and Order to come on and listening to the news. Here's what they had to say.
"Today a man was killed in Mississippi when he was his by a train. The accident occurred on the railroad tracks in and the cause of death has been ruled blunt force trauma"
*blinks*
*blinks again*
I don't even know what to say. *smacks forehead with palm*
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Monday
September 13th, 2004 at 5:21pm
...when they don't tell me the tryouts have been cancelled until 5 minutes before I leave. Yeah, I like that a lot. Let me tell you why.
I was up all night because I had to be at the school early. I could have gone to bed at noon when I got back, but I couldn't because I had these auditions and I had to study the affidavit. So despite being exhausted and nearly passing out, I stayed up and memorized it. Only to learn that I could have gone to bed.
Oh, how my hatred quakes.
In other news, the University is closed until further notice. Which means I can evac if I need to. I don't know where I want to go....mom wants me to come to Texas, dad wants me to come to PC where he'll be hunkering down (dumbass). I don't WANT to go anywhere. I'd rather sit on my ass and enjoy school being out. Blargh.
listening to:feeling kinda:  annoyed
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Monday
September 13th, 2004 at 4:53pm
Well, I'm off to Mock Trial tryouts. Anyone who knows me knows that I am terrified of auditions. I hate them. A lot. In fact, I think jasonfranklin should add them to the 'a's that I hate. Anyway, wish me luck and leave me lurv. :)
listening to:feeling kinda:  nervous
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Monday
September 13th, 2004 at 10:10am
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Monday
September 13th, 2004 at 9:45am
*said when I told Ruuk my face was falling off*
So, yeah. I haven't been to bed. Which sucks because I have to go up to the school to meet with that lady who wasn't there on Friday. Plus I have Mock Trial auditions tonight and I haven't begun to memorize this damn affadavit, nor do I think i'll be awake long enough to do it. Bollocks.
Maybe it's just that it was 5 in the morning, but I laughed tonight louder than I've ever laughed at anything online. I don't know why, but here it is. I was talking to Finlay online and we were discussing online dating. I showed him a couple profiles off my account since he didn't have one and we were talking about what the hell you're supposed to say to these chicks when you email them. Well, Fin took it upon his tired self to write up a draft of what he'd send them, then signed my name. He sent it to me and I began to read it, did a double take, then bust my ass out laughing.
Here's the opening line:
Heyya Jenny!
My name is Allen, and I had the good fortune to stumble across your bio here on xxxkids.com two or three days ago.
I don't know why but when I saw xxxkids.com I nearly fell out of my chair I was laughing so hard. *giggles to recall it*
Anyway, I guess I should get my naked ass into the shower and get to school. :(
listening to:feeling kinda:  exhausted
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Sunday
September 12th, 2004 at 11:14pm
Watched the new ATHF. It was funny; not as good as The Shaving, but certainly better than The Clowning or Remooned.
My favorite lines were:
"But I have the T-shirt Cannon!!" -MS
and
"I'll show you the meaning of...of a hard day's night!" -MS
Those made me giggle. Plus, why the hell did Shake bleed so much by touching Robositter's hand?!
EDIT: What's the worst episode of ATHF?
I can't decide between The Clowning or Circus. Both of those sucked pretty bad.
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Sunday
September 12th, 2004 at 10:56pm
My first hatred on  chaosvideo
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Sunday
September 12th, 2004 at 9:56pm
I do so love talking to  pinkocracy. Her and Finlay are the two people who I can laugh non-stop while talking to them. With Finlay, it's just because of the way he phrases things, and the way he says things. With Veronica, it's the fact that we can quote shows back and forth for twenty minutes, non-stop, and never get bored.
Tonight's quoting was from Aqua Teen Hunger Force. We've decided unanimously that The Shaving is the funniest episode to date. If you haven't seen it, watch it, especially the beginning and I defy you to not laugh.
Before I forget, let me put out a shameless plea to inu_neko. *grins sweetly* Shadow promises you fic'y goodness!!
V and I made a breakthrough while talking. I opened her eyes to the world of Xanga, which is basically LJ for the high school kids who don't know any better. She'd never heard of it. I've seen some pretty bad LJs in my time, but Xanga takes the cake. So abhorred were we by these things, that we decided chaosvideo must be used as more than a video review site (which it will still be), but also as a forum for out hatred of all things stupid. So check it out often and see who we've made fun of tonight!
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Sunday
September 12th, 2004 at 4:44am
Okay, can someone tell me if I'm going to be puking my guts out? I grabbed the loaf of bread I had because it was all I had left to eat in this house and I ate a full piece and was munching on the second one when I realized it tasted odd. So I looked down and it looked like there was powder on the edges of the bread. I took another bite and was in mid-chew before realizing that it was mold. I ate a piece and a half of mold covered bread. yuck yuck yuck!!
Am I going to die?
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Sunday
September 12th, 2004 at 12:47am
jasonfranklin has been chronicling the "List of Things Allen Hates" for years now. Basically, every time I say, "You know what I hate?", he mimes pulling out a filing cabinet and asks me what it starts with, since I apparently hate so many things it requires that much space.
We'll he's finally compiled the things that I hate beginning with the letter 'a' into digital format.
Go check it out here.
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Saturday
September 11th, 2004 at 11:22pm
I think I've figured out why I'm so mopey all day after having these 'girl dreams', we'll call them. Every time I have these dreams with one of these girls from my past in them, I just feel so weird all day. My meds don't seem to work, and I just seem to think about these girls the entire day, making me completely unproductive.
It's really sad, I guess, when I find myself hoping I'll have another one of these dreams every time I go to sleep. Because maybe I'm enjoying life in my dreams more than I am my own life. Not that I'm complaining; I'm well on the road to making friends and I'm doing something good here with the Japan Club, but it all just seems so very lonely. Even though I'm involved with all these people, I see myself as their leader, their father-figure if you will, the one who sets them on the path, leads us to greatness, but at the end of the day just doesn't belong there except as the figurehead.
These dreams always leave me with a sick feeling, but for the time they last, they make me feel wanted and whole again.
My mind is playing fiendish tricks on me.
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Saturday
September 11th, 2004 at 9:00pm
*groans* Had another one of those goddamned Lindsay dreams last night. This one worse than the last. Involving a tree, cigarettes, a graduation, nakedness, and her telling me I couldn't go back to Florida. Her parents were there too, but they'd given up. Creepy post-apocalyptic world, too.
*shakes head* What is it with this weirdness? Come on, Mind; go to fucking sleep when I do. I don't need these freaky dreams making me feel weird all day.
Sent some pictures I had from Latin Convention way back in the day to Cindy, coupled with my sparkling color commentary. Haven't heard back from her, either. Not surprising. She's busy.
And woe be the man who deals in online dating. I've got an account, just for the halibut, and back before I moved back to Florida, there was this one girl whose picture and profile struck me as interesting, but, alas, I'm too much of a coward to respond to someone OVER THE INTERNET. Wow, you're cool, Allen. Pussy.
Anyway, was looking through more profiles last night and came upon a girl whose picture somehow just...struck me, I guess is the word. I clicked and began reading the profile and realized it was familiar. It was the aforementioned girl, with a different picture up so I didn't recognize it right away. So I'm thinking, twice in a row, same girl. Mayhaps I should email. Alas, how quickly we forget how cowardly the man is.
*goes to watch Law and Order* I understand the law; I'll never understand females.
listening to:feeling kinda:  uncomfortable
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Saturday
September 11th, 2004 at 4:25am
*whew* Okay, after twelve hours collectively of working on this, including but not limited to, learning how to work the damn programs, finding the damn programs, getting the damn screen captures right, finding somewhere to host the damn pics, writing the review, fixing my horrible html, having to find a different place to host them because the first place didn't support direct-linking...I got my first video up on chaosvideo
Go check it out.
*collapses*
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Saturday
September 11th, 2004 at 12:13am
Oh dear Lord. Today I went by the International Center to talk with someone about a conversation partner (more on this in a minute), and ended up talking with Honda-sensei--our sponsor--about more stuff we're planning on doing with the club. As it turns out, I've been given a chair on the Board for the Japan-American Society of Northwest Florida!!
I'm a board memeber, yo! The JAS is a nationwide program that apparently promotes friendship between our two countries. The main headquarters is in Washington D.C. So it's really cool that I'm now a Board Member. I'll get to attend meetings and what not, since I'm the Prez of the Japan Club, and it's my job to get us involved in the community with the JAS's projects.
So that was awesome.
What was NOT so awesome, however, was how I got suckered into joining the Japanese Dance thing. It's interperative dance kinda thing to Japanese music, and the three people in it, plus the sensei guilt-tripped me into it under the auspices of "if you're our president, you need to be involved in EVERYTHING." *groans* It wasn't too difficult, and actually kind of fun, but as you all know, I don't dance. I just don't. So I'm trying to find a sufficiently political way to weasel my way out of it.
It's too long to type again, so I'm just going to include the email I sent out to everyone who missed the meeting last night, so you can see what we're planning on doing.
( Meeting MadnessCollapse )
Also, my recent fascination with j-pop has spiraled out of control. I've downloaded over 150 songs and videos in the last week, and I'm now dead set on reviewing all of them as Shadow and I did for the Billy Joel Essentials DVD. To keep things organized, I've made a separate LJ community, chaosvideo, to house them. So go check it out, add it to your FL, and post something as well if you want. It'll be fun.
Anyway, I guess that's it for now.
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Thursday
September 9th, 2004 at 3:39pm
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Wednesday
September 8th, 2004 at 5:16am
Well, finally got my new compy up and running. It works great, despite being really really slow when I try running Kazaa, WinAmp, Word, IE, and my email all at once. *groans* That should be fixed this weekend though.
I've just been really blah all day. I really felt like my meds weren't working today. I've been especially antsy, distracted, and weird-feeling all day today. Most of it, I think, because of the dream I had last night.
No idea why, but here it was. I was at the lake house with my mom and my brother...and for some unknown reason Cindy (from Latin convention) was there for only two days with her very eccentric, very strange and imposing father. Don't remember what he looked like, only that he was there and scary. Anyhoo, they stayed with us at the lakehouse. I can't remember the details of our time there, but I think I was working a lot, or Cindy's dad had her running around seeing different people or what not for most of the time. The first night I slept with her (actually slept, not that you sick bastards) in that closed off bedroom at the lake house while, I think unbeknownst to her dad, though in retrospect, probably not. I think he just advised her against it. Anyhoo, the next day she and I got to hang out a little bit, but not much. I think there was a card game involved somewhere between all of us. Anyway, Cindy goes to bed before me this night along with my brother and my mom, leaving me with her dad. I think we talked about something, or maybe he just glared at me. Anyway, I go in to go to sleep and see my brother's the one snuggling with her this night. I make a good-hearted stink about it, but my mom tells me to leave it. So I go into my closed off room and pout, but Cindy comes in there and sleeps with me again. (again, sleep.) So next day her dad's already left and I have to take her to the airport so she can leave. I start telling her how it's a shame we didn't get to spend much time together after six years without speaking at all and she says, yeah she knows.
So I'm trying to compliment her and stuff (not really nervous about that like I usually am), but I am really nervous on whether I should kiss her or not. (high school again...*shudder) but she tells me not to be so nervous, that if I read this letter, I wouldn't be so nervous.
Here's the important part. She hands me this letter. Do I read it? No. I put it in my back pocket to read soon. So we go to the airport and there's obviously something that needs to be said between us. The airport looks suspiciously like the Panama City Mall, even down to the fact that Cindy has me use my Software Etc. discount at the B. Dalton right across from it right before it closes. So I remember the note and am about to read it while she's paying for her book, but then she comes back and I take her to the terminal, still feeling that note in my back pocket.
....
....
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.
..
Then my alarm clock goes off. I am awakened. Goody.
So yeah, I've been in some odd kinda funk all day because of it. If anyone has dream analysis, hit me with an expo.
*goes to bed*
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Thursday
September 2nd, 2004 at 5:58am
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Thursday
September 2nd, 2004 at 12:46am
It's not often that I laugh out loud at things, but I was reading Red Mage's Column and came across this:
Q: "Dear Sir Brian the Red,
Who would win in a fight, Stephen King or Douglas Adams (when he was alive)?
That is all
~DX~"
A: Adams went to the Gym almost every day, King's favorite hobby is getting hit by vans. So long, King, and thanks for all the haunted cars.
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Wednesday
September 1st, 2004 at 10:42pm
In other news, got this in my email yesterday:
Heh, no worries, I apologize for my lack of reply-- I've just been really
busy because the semester is starting up, so I have to prepare to teach
and take classes again- haven't had much free time. I promise I"ll reply
when I do have time, but it might be a few days (for example, right now I
am once again late... sigh).
Again, apologies for business, and promise that I"ll write soon..
xi
It's from Cindy though I'm not sure what 'xi' means. Maybe she's telling me she's 11? or that it's a power number? Or that I'm supposed to turn to that page of the preface? Or maybe it's the Greek letter 'xi?' What do you guys think? ;p
listening to:feeling kinda:  blah
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Wednesday
September 1st, 2004 at 8:15pm
It's raining like a beast here. I love the sound of the rain.
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Wednesday
September 1st, 2004 at 6:51pm
Red Mage from 8-Bit Theater gave the best description of what makes a good GM: "What makes a good GM? An intense hatred for other people and a desire to do them harm but tempered with a fear of not getting caught."
No wonder I'm so good at it. ;p
Also, What the fuck is this?
In other news, in vampire class yesterday, one of the previously mentioned HUGE goth girls was wearing half a shirt. I'm not kidding. Half a fucking shirt. And the subsequent fat rolls hanging down reached from her waist to the chair she was sitting on. I swear on a stack of KJV's, as Finlay says.
*shudders to recall*
Oh, and that old guy I want to kill in that class. It was literally all I could do not to stab him in the back of the head with my pen. I had the misfortune of sitting behind him and his hand was up every second of the class so he could make some irrelevant observation using only the most pedantic words possible to come to some completely unrelated conclusion by making sure all of us knew how much of a fucking Bible scholar he was. I'm thinking about following home and burning his house down. *scowls*
Oh, and thanks to everyone for the hugs of comfort. Made me feel better, really. *smile* You guys kick ass.
listening to:feeling kinda:  cranky
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Wednesday
September 1st, 2004 at 1:13am
1 -- Leave a comment, saying you want to be interviewed.
2 -- I will respond; I'll ask you five questions.
3 -- You'll update your journal with my five questions, and your five answers.
4 -- You'll include this explanation.
5 -- You'll ask other people five questions when they want to be interviewed.
1.) Are the hurricanes really that bad in Florida?
No, not really. The worst hurricane we've (NW FL) have had was Opal, which was really just a lot of wind. But I hear Charley and Andrew were pretty bad. We don't get too many ACTUAL hurricanes up here. Just a lot of rain.
2.) When is Ichi-Con? *wants to go*?
Ichi-Con's going to be sometime in the spring. I'll definitely keep you posted when we decide on an actual date.
3.) If you only had one day to live, who would you spend it with and what would you do?
God, I dunno....if I can't say 'with a bunch of hot women, havng sex', I'll have to go with getting the old gaming group back together and running a 24 hour, whole she-bang, one-for-the-road campaign.
4.) Who are you going to vote for this year?
Kerry, probably.
5.) What is your absolute favorite song?
Hmm...I like a lot of songs. But my most favorite probably has to be Piano Man by Billy Joel. It's gotta be. It's my theme song.
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Tuesday
August 31st, 2004 at 9:09pm
Got some news from my father when I got home from classes today. My grandmother died yesterday. Step-grandmother actually, but, though everyone hates my stepmom, everyone also knows that I love her parents very much. They've always been kind to me.
I feel like the biggest asshole in the world. The last time I saw them was the day I left for Connecticut. Since I've been back, Dad's been hassling me to go see them. Then, when she went into the hospital, Dad told me to go visit her. But I was just too busy, I said. I meant to get over there.
Then she got home from the hospital and I kept meaning to go over there before I left for Pcola, but I just couldn't make the time for it, asshole that I am.
Now she's dead. Never lost anyone close to me before. Ever.
I have to tell my professors I have to miss class Thursday to go to PC for the funeral. so yeah...I'll be in PC all weekend.
Man, I feel great. :(
listening to:feeling kinda:  crappy
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Tuesday
August 31st, 2004 at 7:01pm
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Tuesday
August 31st, 2004 at 2:21am
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Monday
August 30th, 2004 at 1:48pm
Fuck. Once again, my quest for truth has derailed into a mass-death collision. *adds more to the casualty list*
Things are going back to the way they were. I'm taking a hiatus from LJ, just like in the past.
My life is never boring.
listening to:feeling kinda: There be monsters.
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Monday
August 30th, 2004 at 1:14pm
Dammit. Had another of the "Linds and I get back together dreams". This is like the 8th one I've had. And her family was in this one too. *shudders* And she had a tattoo all up her leg. And my brother tried to screw things up. I think I saw Spike from Buffy in there too. Weird.
listening to:feeling kinda:  blank
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Monday
August 30th, 2004 at 2:27am
Feel free to add any you think I may have missed. Because I'm sure I missed a lot.
Listed in order from the shortest amount of time to the longest.
New York Second -- The amount of time between when the light turns green and the car behind you starts honking.
Sleep Time -- The amount of time it feels like between when you go to sleep and when that damn alarm rings.
Male Orgasm Time -- The amount of time a typical, self-serving male takes to orgasm
Fun Time -- The amount of time that passes while you're having fun
No Music Time -- The amount of time that passes when you have no music in your car on a car trip
Light Time -- the amount of time it takes for the light to change when you're running late
Gotta Pee Time -- the amount of time it takes to find an exit on the Interstate when you've gotta pee worse than you've ever had to in your life
Asleep at the Wheel Time -- the amount of time it takes to find an exit on the Interstate when you're falling asleep at the wheel
Virtual Time/Class Time -- the slowness of time during a particularly boring class
Female Orgasm Time -- the amount of time it takes a woman to orgasm when being serviced by a standard, self-serving male. Some say this is mythical time.
Cat Pee Time -- The amount of time that passes before you find an exit on the INterstate so you can clean up the cat pee in your car before it gets all over everything
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Monday
August 30th, 2004 at 2:18am
"Use your weapons! They are designed to inflict damage!"
( A must read for any anime fan in NW Florida!Collapse )
listening to:feeling kinda:  thirsty
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Sunday
August 29th, 2004 at 10:57pm
( Wacky high school hijinks ensueCollapse )
listening to:feeling kinda:  awake
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Sunday
August 29th, 2004 at 12:35am
Okay, here's the first of my soon to be many posts that is no doubt crowding up your FL, but since I haven't posted in a couple days, I got a lot to get out. :)
First off, it is IMPOSSIBLE to win the computer Solitaire by drawing three cards. You can win on single draw, but not on draw three. You can't do it. If you tell me you've done it, you're a liar, and you will burn in hell with all the other lying liars. In fact, the final level of hell is reserved for betrayers, traitors, and those who tell lies about beating Three Draw Solitaire. I have LITERALLY over the last week played over a hundred games of it and have yet to win.
Also, back from Ft. Lauderdale. Managed to make Crystal and ashkta feel bad in the process because I didn't stay longer than 2 hours in each place. Here's the problem. Going back to what pinkocracy and ai_lupin were saying about controlling the mind, I have a similar problem, especially when it comes to traveling. Unless I am specifically going there to hang out, I have problems not finishing my trip when there is more ahead of me. So when I got to Tallahassee, I was like, "You know, I could be driving, and finish my trip faster" so I left. I nearly slept in the car the whole way, but I made it. Then, when I got to Ft. Lau, despite being exhausted, I just couldnt' manage to make myself sleep, so I left, despite Noel's protests because I just couldn't sit still until my trip was done.
So now it is, almost. Had to stop in PC to pick up the cat box and clothes from the Lake, and my ATHF2 and a scanner from V, and get some cash money from my father. So V and I talked quite a bit about ATHF and school and what she was doing now and the writing comm and Halloween and what not.
And my mom probably thinks I'm dead. I swear the woman freaks out. She KNEW I was traveling this weekend so she's bound to have called me already to find out if I made it okay. If I dont' answer my phone, instead of assuming that I don't have it on me, she assumes I'm dead. Crazy woman. :) And it's not like I can call her because I don't know her number (one of the joys of having a cell phone so you odn't have to remember phone numbers :) )
( Click for randomness of thought and survey natureCollapse )
listening to:feeling kinda:  sleepy
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Friday
August 27th, 2004 at 9:43pm
Well here I am, in Ft. Lauderdale picking up my thrice-damned cats. I drove 11 freakin' hours with 2 cds. Took longer than 11 hours because I was falling asleep THE WHOLE WAY. Oh, but here's the kicker.
I left my phone at home. Yup.
Left my goddamn phone at home.
So, any of the three people I was going to stop and see on my way down, I didn't because I had no way to call you and find out how to get to your houses. Sorry.
Dammit.
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Thursday
August 26th, 2004 at 12:42am
Well, any saving grace my Tort Law class may have held was snatched from my grasp like so many straws. This class did nothing for me except push me farther down my path of despair, and reassert my belief that I am currently attending school in a Hell Dimension of Fat, Ugly, and Old.
No cute girls in this class (except the aformentioned Greaser-attached ones) but even then only marginally cute. This class, too, much to my chagrin was packed to the HILT with old people! Jesus Christ on crutches, I mean...when did I apply to an Assisted Living Community? Dear Lord. But the coup de grace was when this whale decided to kindly beach itself upon our humble, land-locked classroom. Fucking ridiculous. This woman was so huge that I swear, SWEAR I tell you, that the entire row of interlocked desks sank when she sat down.
Oh, but wait, my story gets better, said Henry VIII to the Pope.
During class she pulls out a bag of potato chips and a diet coke.
What the fuck it wrong with the human condition?? It's absolutely sickening. Now I know some people can't help it, it's a thyroid problem and I sympathize. I also sympathize greatly with people who are overweight but are attempting to do something to at least keep their weight under control. I'm not saying everyone needs to be waif-thin...that's nasty. But there is a level of moderation in everything. I'm so bloody sick of these mealymouthed, gargantuan pustules not only thinking that my life's wish was to see their thong stretched to maximum capacity like a tent at Carlsbad Caverns, but also whine about how society is against them because they're fat so they're gonna do something about it. They're gonna diet. And their diet consists of as much fatty food as one human can ram down its vacuum hole. With a Diet Coke. Or C2. Yeah, that's gonna work. It was all that regular soda you drank that did it. Sure. Keep that up. Just don't resent me when I ask you to stand near me to keep me shaded.
Le sigh.
In other news, my dad came today and helped me unpack my damn apartment. So that was nifty. Also, Fin decided to quit his job. Good for him. He'll be happy despite the financial troubles. And me heart goes out to pinkocracy, but hopefully all will turn out for the best.
I'd better get back to studying so I can immerse my brain tomorrow in class in something other than the intense desire to gouge out my mind's eye.
listening to:feeling kinda:  listless
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Wednesday
August 25th, 2004 at 8:20pm
I ganked this from catch22girl
1. Comment to this entry with a post you think would be totally out of character for me--something I'd never talk about, never discuss, never say, anything. It has to be completely out of character.
2. Post this in your own journal.
listening to:feeling kinda: anxious
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Wednesday
August 25th, 2004 at 2:57am
Go here
Then here...
Then here...
listening to:feeling kinda:  amused
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Wednesday
August 25th, 2004 at 1:49am
Ya know, I don’t even know why I bother.
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listening to:feeling kinda: annoyed
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Tuesday
August 24th, 2004 at 2:34am
Everyone check out my new icon. You know you love it. ;p
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