Archive 2

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You Fuels!

Can't you see someone has been crushed under this car??

Oh wait. That's me! Oh, I'm dead! Oh, this hasn't happened to me since "M"!!

Um... My page is *NOT* dead. It is sleeping. Sleeping a dream-filled sleep full of fanciful illusions and visions of muthafuckin' sugarplums and shit.

Time for me to go make some dinner. Ahm HONGRY.

And Billy, I *will* play Oni. Do not ph34r.

--Schmarty

Marty sucks worse than me!

My page is now far less dead than Marty's, so I may laugh at him now! Hahahahahaha! You suck, Marty!

::cough:: Er, yeah. I'm highly mature.

--Sarah

Ding Dong the Schmarty's Dead...

Well, not dead. "Otherwise occupied" might be a good phrase. I highly doubt updating his webpage is up there on his list of priorities. Unfortunately, I can't yell at him about it, since my own webpage met a rather horrible demise. All I can do is update for him. ;)

--Sarah

BAD MARTY! NO COOKIE POR J00!

You went and up and died again! Silly Marty, no updates for you!

- 18

CAMURA SAVE CHILDREN

I guess I deserved that. Heeheh. I really need to get my ass in gear updating this page. I do have some interesting content in the works, I think. My new camera is QUITE the funtoy. I have stuff from New Years, pictures of around, um... the room and a little surprise in Woodruff dining hall. Wheeee. It's Friday and my homeworks is done. I just gotta go to class and then I'm done for the long weekend. Well, other than laundry. It's nice that my weekend has already been planned for me, too! ;)

On a side note, if anyone has seen my roommate, tell him to go ahead and move in with his brother, already, like he was planning. I want a damned bottom bunk and a room to myself. Garrrrr.

--Schmarty

BABY!

BABY BABY BABY!!!!

HEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY BABY!!!!

WHEEEEEHAR!!!

*roll... giggle....roll....*

baby.

=gasp=

Wow. That was a loooooooooooong time to not update. Schmarty sorry.

Let's see. What has happened?? I got my camera. I went to a New Year's Party and got really really messed up. I came back to school and have been living a busy life since then. Busy busy busy. Wheeeee. ;)

I will update more later when I get settled in and stuff. And I will make a page about New Years since I got my camera and took neato pictures. Wheeeee.

--Schmarty

Um?

Did Marty die again, or something? There's no news for EVER, and I'm starting to get nervous.

MARTY! DON'T BE DEAD, MARTY! Stay good.

- 18

Unga!!

Well. Looks like XMas has come and gone and I don't guess it was all that bad. In fact, I'm still bracing for it, so I should just kinda unclench my soul, now, and relax and sigh out loud and cheer for the end of the Family Holiday Season Shit.

Then again, I have all kinds of crazy stuff left to deal with. I have to clean this car (my mom has made it very clear that it is not *mine*) to get rid of the dog smell and nose prints. I have to find a place in the city of Atlanta to leave said car where someone else will not very soon thereafter remove it without my knowledge. This seems like it should be an easy task, but it's been a BITCH so far and looks like it will continue to be so for some time to come. I am now in dangerous need of a haircut. Bad things could happen if I don't get this shit cut, soon. At some point my mom is going to be demanding money of me for car insurance. And my college will be demanding money of her for tuition/room/board. And who knows where any of it is going to end up. My dad was not pleased with my 2.17 GPA this semester, and has put me on his version of probation: If I don't make a 3.0 or better next time around, he is taking me out of GaTech and sending me somewhere less expensive (e.g. - TennTech, MTSU, the dumpster behind the Taco Bell, etc). =sigh=

This is going to sound really weird, but when I think about all that I have to do and keep track of and who I need to talk to or straighten things out with or buy gifts for or etcetcetc.... I feel like I really need a break. :)

Hope everyone had a good XMas.

--Schmarty

XMas *FUN*

=sigh=. So now I'm thinking that snow completely sucks ass. "Why?!?" I can hear you wondering aloud, startling the other people in the room. Well, it's because Waverly is way-the-fuck lame. I don't know anyone here except my family, and they are about to drive me insane. There's no soda in the house, I have nothing to do, and I can't hang out in Nashville because "the roads are pretty nasty. don't be out after dark." Even though the only bad roads are the 0.3 miles of backroads between our house and highway 70.

Fuck that shit.

Yesterday was good, though. I went to Nashville, got some shopping done and got A VOLTRON ACTION FIGURE THING and some OTHER BADASSED ANIME-RELATED FIGURE TOY THINGS. Oh they rule so hard. Now I just have to, like, buy nice-enough presents to make up for getting such hardcore ones. I would put up pictures of my newfound toys, but I don't have a digital camera, yet. And it looks like I just might not be getting one anytime soon, since my dad called today and said "Were you ever gonna send me stuff about cameras?" and I said "I sent you stuff about cameras last MONTH." "You did?" "Yes!!!" "Send it again?" "Hold on."

So I check the link and there is no longer anything there. Buy.com stopped carrying the only decent affordable camera that they had. HOORAY HOORAY HOO-FUCKING-RAY.

And now the same guy who can't keep track of a URL is bitching at me about grades. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY. Today is a *GREAT* day.

--Schmarty

There was this one time...

I'm really happy that school is out for Christmas holidays. How fun! The fun ends however because I am going to work full time. Now why would a short girl do this you ask? Well, evidently my pimp's percentage has increased so I need to work at the bizank. That and my credit card is outrageous due to Delta Delta. Now then. There was this one time that I wrote an essay for Freshman Comp I and I wrote it about Marty. This post really has no meaning, I'm just waiting on Matt to finish shopping so I can open presents. Jessica=Lame. Be good all! :)

Visit my webpage!

-Jess

I just re-read my post..damn, I am hella lame.

Happy Happy

I deleted the yelling and counter-yelling posts. Sorry if that pisses anyone off. I just didn't feel like it belonged on my front page.

I love being home. I got to make some dip today and eat it with chips and now I am ALLLLLLLLLL happy. Mmmmmmm. And I have Damo's pizza. And generic coke. Well, that last part sucks, but I have good shit to eat nonetheless. Yummmmm.

Too bad all I do is sit on the computer, just like at college. Well, that's not so bad. I get to talk to Amy on the computer. That makes for happy. Hehehehehe. So YAY computers! ::dopey grin::

--Schmarty

All Done!

I didn't want to combine good news with bad, so I made a whole new post to announce that I AM COMPLETELY DONE WITH THIS SEMESTER AND AM, IN FACT, "HOME"!!

It's so exciting! Well, it's actually kind of slow and boring, but that can be a good change. Plus "home" has food and blankets. Mmm. Warm blanket. It also kind of sucks that I came home immediately after meeting some really awesome new friends. 5th floor rules. Yay Amy for getting me out of my room! Heehehe.

Yeah. So now that I'm home I need to get crackin' on the really important things in life: like how to buy presents when I have no money, or the now-pressing matter of how to make space for my computer before I strangle my dad's. Interesting problems whose solutions will no doubt boggle the mind. Yay home!

Is it sad that I just got home last night and already I'm trying to figure out what day I will want to go back to Tech? Hehehe.

--Schmarty

Neeeed SLEEEEEEEP

Woah, buddy. I learned two important things today:

1. My alarm clock does not work. At all.
2. Talking about Drano and Using Drano are two very different things with very different outcomes. Namely one will still leave you ankle deep in water. Can you guess which!?

Oh *HELL* No

So I rolled out of bed around 1:30pm when my roommates finally left to go do Vishnu-Knows-What. Did my normal comics/news thing. Chatted on AIM a bit. Finally got told to go take a shower. So at about 3:30 I did. What I found there will haunt me for the rest of this post.

The bathroom here is normally a mess. It was just downright nasty when we GOT here. And we sure haven't helped things. My mom bought me a shitload of cleaning supplies to fix the problem, but laziness and a bitter dislike for cleaning up other people's messes when those people aren't my friends has prevented me from making the bathroom a better place.

But when I took a shower today I realized that the nightmare had returned.

Ohhhhhhhh, man

I am so fucking messed up. WHEEEEEEEe. I can barely feel what's going on in my fingers when I hit the keyboard. In short: Amy is the coolest person in the world and her friends rock extremely fucking hardcore. My body is numb, my mind is laughing, and everything is just really really entertaining. Drunkenness, in a word, rocks.

So I am going to pee and have a drink of water or four and take some ibuprofen (god, i have hiccups) and sleep, since dawn is creeping in. I hope I didn't impose too much on anyone. I had a REALLY REALLY godddamned good time and you people all rock. Now before i pass out here at my computer, i will sleep and talk to people tomorrow when my brain is not fppppooooooooofffffff.

--Schmarty

It's MUSIC!

Well, I got lost trying to put these together about 2am, but my FTP now has a couple of albums from The Vandals. They are an extremely entertaining band. I've got a lot of their songs to try to wade through further and catalog and stuff thanks to leeching (I hope I didn't hurt your computer, there, Sloopy). At any rate, go listen to it because it's good and it will make you smile. That is, of course, unless you are the easily-offended type. In that case I will have to get your roommate to go download them and play them for you at all hours of the day and night. You'll thank them later. Trust me.

Today (later today) will be the last day of classes. That FREAKIN' ROCKS. Of course, I have finals next week and at some point have to find the parking office and beg them on hands and knees for a parking permit for next semester. Yes! I MAY HAVE A CAR! OHMIGOD! Of course, that means nothing if I have nowhere to go and no one to go there WITH, but I suspect this will be one of those things that other people sense about you. A strange pheremone in the air that people who walk by you pick up and realize, subtly, that you have a car.

--Schmarty
"I understand all the problems you got.
I stay up nights on a suicide watch for yoooooouuuuuuuu..."

Vodka Good

Okay, never mix eggnog and orange anything. Even orange vodka. Find something else to put your orange vodka in. Trust me.

Yes. It's crazy. I had my last assignment of the year turned in today. It's all review and exams from here on out, baby! One more week to NOTHING. Of course, I don't leave until FRIDAY of next week, because my dad will be out of town Wednesday and Thursday and won't be able to pick me up. It makes me sad. Or... wait... that's a perfect opportunity to go and get DRUNK! WOOHOOO!

Uh. Yeah.

I can't wait to get out of here and back to some high-school-esque times. As I might say in Japanese: "bokuwa kokono toki 'lame' janakattadesuyo!" or: "I wasn't lame in high school."

Can't think of anything else to add. Besides, laundry awaits.

--Schmarty

I Got The Nutmeg, Down in My Heart

YEAH BABY. It's milk-based. It's got nutmeg sprinkled in it. IT 0WN J00R M0M. It's fucking EGGNOG and I HAVE A CARTON OF IT.

I can't say this brand is particularly good. But then it's "What Do You Expect From A College Campus" brand eggnog. Still, EGGNOG FUCKING RULES and I HAVE SOME OF MY VERY VERY OWN. =happy sigh=

SO! Today is Tuesday. It's Dead Week here at GaTech. What does that mean? Well it SHOULD mean "No Class. No work. STUDY STUDY STUDY." Instead it means "Same Old Shit, Different Ambient Temperature." Exams are next week, and it's getting cold. So that means CHRISTMAS BREAK IS COMING. WHOOOOOOOP. I can't wait. Family(yay), friends(yay!), and presents(YAAAAAAAAAAY!) all await me at the end of this thing called "Fall Semester 2000". Yippee!

Now you'll have to excuse me. I have some classes to attend.

--Schmarty

o/~ Make my wish come truuuuuuuuuuue... o/~

It is so very much Christmas time. How do I know? Because I saw the words for "All I Want For Christmas Is You" and went and downloaded it offa everyone's favorite pirated music factory. I was shocked when I saw who it was by. Then I remembered that yes, it was in fact a Mariah Carey song. More digging (read: scrolling down the search page) revealed that it was a cover of another song of the same name by Vince Vance and the Variants. But their version is all slow and bleh. N'SYNC put out a similarly named song. Which sucks. So I am listening to a Mariah Carey song. And enjoying it. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAA.

Yesterday was kind of an odd day. Someone whom I didn't know ICQd me to say they kind of liked my page. After figuring out I was doing nothing, they invited me to a movie with their friend. (HI!) We saw The 6th Day. It were good. Other than that I probably bored them unto death and will never hear from them again. ;) Then on the way home I ran into Sam, a friend of Gibby's who really does know a lot of fucked up people. We talked for two fucking hours, between 1:30am and 3:30am, in the cold, on a walkway here at Tech. Wheeeeee. Odd day.

--Schmarty

School Ends TODAY!

Well, if today was actually two weeks from now. So technically school ends two weeks from now. Which is not today. But man do I wish it was. I have a katakana test in Japanese in about 30 minutes. Then a little bit of work in Japanese for next week. Then EXAMS on Monday (two exams, from 8am to sometime after 2pm i think), one on Tuesday, and one on Wednesday. Then it is "HOME" to my dad's house to chill for a few days and then "HOME2" to my mom's house to some Christmas time. Then to Chattanooga (hopefully with a car o' my own!) to visit with both sides of the fambly, then to my dad's again, for more Christmas time and New Years times and hopefully lots of hanging out with the Nashville/HFA people I miss oh so very very much. YAAAAAASSSSSSSSS!!

I am excited. My mom might be donating a car to my cause for a semester and part of summer. YAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH! I just have to figure out how to park it and gas it and stuff. I find that to be GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT. Because that way I can leave this godforsaken campus from time to time. YAY! I wouldn't have this terrible need to leave if I managed to make friends around here, but then I never was good at going to the people. :)

WHAT ELSE?! Acne-of-the-nose is preventing me from non-painfully wearing my glasses. It is pissing me off. I like being able to see. Grr.

I beat Zelda: A Link to the Past this morning. What a game. Everyone should own it in whatever way they can. ;)

I shall cease to babble now. Just so everyone knows, I'm getting kind of fed up with my page. My news posts are not all that entertaining, so I will have to come up with something NEATO and KEEN soonly that will keep me interested. Feedback and reader participation are NEATO KEEN things that take no work on my part. Hopefully I can get some of that coming in.

--Schmarty (a.k.a. me, when I am confused and slip into the first person)

The State of The System

I crashed out around 10:30pm last night out of sheer boredom/depression/being ready to get the hell out of here for awhile, so I woke up early (to the joyous sounds of whatever language it is that my roommates speak) and decided to poke around my computers.

My FTP saw a decent amount of traffic over the holidays, all thanks to The Anonymous Canadian. Hehehehehe. Hooray for you, out there! I should probably, like, sort through all of that and get it out of incoming. There are lots of things I _should_ do. :) Thanks for the mooseek.

As for the FTP: the box hosting the incoming bit is 415M short of full. It was 0M short of full the other day. Yeesh. My MP3 box, with its 8G hard drive, is now 834M short of full. It may be time for a new hard drive somewhere in this setup. :D Either that or I start borrowing space on my laptop or winbox. Ugh.

My webpage was recently hit by someone in Duesseldorf, Germany (HIIIII!) and my FTP by someone in Italy (did you know that your internet traffic is routed through the UK?). Oh, and the Anonymous Canadian loaded my webpage more than any one of my friends, even me. Also someone upstairs here in my building hit my page, though I don't know who they are. Hi There! Come on down and visit me! I'm in room 416 and I am (always) bored as hell!

Man. I am ready to get out of here for the holidays. I am ready to see my old high skool friends. I am ready for presents. I am ready for no classes to (skip|attend). =sigh=.

--Schmarty

P.S. - If you have Internet Exploder (i dunno if Netscape will do it), you can click the new little IM me thing over there --> and if you are running AIM, a window oughta pop up. Yay for stealing things from other websites!

Rehi!

Hi Again, e'eryone. I am back from my crazy trip. My mom and stepdad were really nice to me. It was weird. My mom bought me eggnog and random food and candy. She also did my laundry and took me clothes shopping. It was NEAT!

Then I went to Augusta in the rain. No drinkies for me this time. I just tried to stand around and not be in anyone's way. I get lame when I feel I am intruding. To anyone who I might have bothered there this weekend: I AM SORRY! I STILL LOVE YOU! Thanks for the (food|coke|ride|movie|place to crash)!!!!!!

And I am sorry for not telling you I was coming, Megan. But you did find out and you did get to see me for more than the zero seconds that you were going to, so it's all good. :D

I like trips. My allergies do not. I am either hurting allergically or I have a major head cold right now. Time will tell. I am eating some Chicken Noodle O's soup, though, so either way I should get all-better soon. :D Oh well. Allergies or no, it's good to get myself out and looking at things in a different way. I had a great time this Thanksgiving and I hope everyone else did, too.

--Schmarty

why didn't you tell me?

why didn't you tell me you were coming here? you coulnd'td have said, hey,. btw t i'm coming over here, and i'm gonna be here THE SAME DAMN WEEKEDN AS GIBBY SO YOU CAN'T SPEND ANY TIME WITH ME, HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

- very pissed 18

EEK!

Yes, I am a bad person. I have been skimping on my newsie posties. I AM SORRY! I STILL LOVE YOU! Don't LEAAAVE!!! :'(

Heh. I am going to FLORIDA today. WHEEEEEEEEEE. It's off to my mom's for Thanksgiving, and then Saturday to Augusta for Eris Knows What to go down. YAY. Then when I get back I will make new posties and spread the love to the three of you that read this. :D

Have a safe Time-Out-From-School (some call it a "Holiday") and safe trips and whatnot.

--Schmarty

What to do.. WHAT TO DO??

So while I was on a news-posting spree, I figured I couldn't leave good ol' Schmarty out. I still love you, and you don't need all those other would be posters to keep you happy. :) heh.

Anyways. Got a minor dilemma for you (more than schmarty) people out there. Should I get the PS0ne or the PSX for Xmas? Me being hard to buy for and all, my parents now let me go buy my gifts. I figure this year I'll get a PS(X/0ne) and FF(8/9/both) and um.. that's it. But I am a poor college student, so keep that in mind when recommending a system to me. And my hands twitch horribly, so soldering could be a bad idea. Or maybe I'll think of something else entirely. *peers at his computer* Nope. No new computing equipment I can afford.. *sigh*

So throw me a line. PSX/PS0ne. *nod*
~wiess

and now a word from our sponsor

My apologies to anyone who has been trying to get things from my FTP since last night. The power went out and all of my boxen rebooted while I was out. Then I forgot to remount the mp3 drive, so all you could see was incoming on the FTP. SOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYY. S'fixed, now. Leech away.

Some days you hear things come out of people's mouths and it just strengthens your faith in the belief that this country is full of assholes. For me, such a thing was said this morning. I was awakened at ~10:20am by the fire alarms going off. I threw on enough clothes to be warm, plus my shower hat and walked downstairs and outside, like everyone else. We stood around for about 20 minutes, when a guy came up to the bunch of us and said "You all can go back in, the alarms will cut off in about 10 minutes." As we all shuffled our sleepy butts back inside, someone asked the guy "Why NOW!? People were sleeping. Why would you have a fire drill when people are sleeping?" To which the man replied, "Well it was either now or at lunch time, whichever the dining hall would let us do. Gotta keep the moneymakers happy, you know."

I laughed out loud at that one. A couple of people looked at me funny. =sigh=

--Schmarty

Pondering

Man. I may have absolutely no life or anything happening externally, but my mind is churning more than it has in a while. I feel like I am being philosophically uprooted and am gonna find myself thinking differently, soon. I dunno. It's been a while since I've felt this way. It's kind of good and kind of bad. Like a sense of being lost, but of having a chance to take stock of what is Purely Me and what is merely a product of my environment.

Or maybe I'm going to finally settle in to life here at Tech.

Or maybe I am gonna snap if I don't find a direction for my life to go in, soon.

I can't tell. That's why it's so stressful and interesting all at once.

Thinking over things, I can't say that my life has been spectacular, judging by Hollywood standards. Sometimes I strive for those standards, to have a life so interesting that it could only come alive on the big screen.

That's just silly.

Because then I think about it again. And I tell my stories to those around me. And as I do this again and again it starts to dawn on me that these mundane little anecdotes that add up to my boring little life are nothing short of amazing. All of the events and people who have shaped me into who I am today make a story better than many I have read or any I have seen on any TV. As cheesy as it sounds, it's like Kevin Spacey says at the end of American Beauty. "It's hard to stay mad when there's so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once, and it's too much. My heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst. But then I remember to relax, and then it flows through me like rain, and I can't feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life."

Those probably aren't the exact words.[correction, they are. i feex] I should be ashamed: since I own the DVD I should just go look it up or something. But then, in this state I almost break down just REMEMBERING the lines. Much less hearing the-..... ... you know what? I'm going to go watch it now.

Remember to think about everything, sometimes.

--Schmarty

nomuch

     Little Timmy zipped his backpack shut and raced out the door, ignoring the departing “DON’T RUN IN THE HALLS!” that his teacher shot out into the hall behind him. He scurried down the front steps of the schoolhouse and clambered up the steps of his bus, number 9347. Panting slightly, he plopped down in his usual seat near the back and closed his eyes. Not two seconds later, he heard the driver grind a few gears and felt the sudden shift in reality that only the driver of bus 9347 seemed capable of producing. The girl next to Timmy, shaken back into realization by the creative use of clutch-brake-gas pedal, gave him a harsh look.
     “You’re going to miss it one of these days, Timmy,” she said, harshly, “Then what will you do?”
     “I guess I’ll walk home, then, Tammy,” he retorted.
     Yes, his name was Timmy, and hers was Tammy, and together they filled the fourth seat from the back on the left side of the bus every day before and after school. What made Timmy and Tammy different from any of the other children on the bus that day? Was it something about their names? Had fate brought them together for some purpose larger than the two of them could fathom?
     I don’t know, I’m just writing this stupid thing.

     In case you can’t tell, I don’t have much interesting news. I did clean my room, which is a small miracle in its own right. I even changed the sheets. I think it’s because I have work due that I don’t want to work on for the life of me.

     Ah well. I think I will now smack this with a belt and call it “updated”.

--Schmarty

Grrrrr.

There is very little in this world more annoying than being 2/3 of the way through a news post and seeing your computer miss a step in its attempt to walk-and-chew-gum, then watching as that foot somehow ends up kicking your computer in its own crotch, then cringing as it comes crashing to the pavement and spits out the gum, which instantly sticks to the tire of an oncoming car and is carried off into the sunset.

It's kind of like those moments when you've got a really good story going, and you have everyone's attention, and you're all worked up, every line is falling into place, every piece of timing is getting all the right number of laughs, and then suddenly you are struck down as someone goes,

"Wait, what?"

AAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

Anyway, about the only thing making my life interesting lately is the work of the good people over at Gainax. They have provided me with a steady stream of fucked-upness that has kept me stable through the last few boring days. I thank them.

My GOD. I can't tell if it's in the room above me or next to me, but SOMEONE living around me has the WORST TASTE in BAD JAZZ MUSIC. I mean HOLY SHIT. I have awakened three times today, none of them were by my alarm. They were all from the slow twitches of my face showing discomfort and dislike for the GOD AWFUL NOISE that was filtering in through my walls. The worst part of it is that they're still going, and have been since about 8am. Bastards. Get some headphones.

I think that's all for now. I have finished all of my morning comics (which is getting to be quite a feat since I added so many this last weekend) and it's time to go shower, eat, and meander on over to Japanese class, after which I shall attempt to make myself do laundry and buy shampoo and detergent. WHEE.

--Schmarty

Hola

Hihi.

This is your friendly neighborhood evil elf, 18.

I am one tired little bitch. I should sleep sleep sleep till the sun rises on Atlantis..... But then I'd still be tired.

Damn morals and all their dilemas. I don't understand why people are so big about it... So far as I'm concerned, as long as you don't kill anyone or steal any of their stuff, you're fine. But then, I've been told ever since a very young age that I have no guilt.

Whee Mom. I love her. She's so kick-ass.

Any way. I'm wondering if I should just give in to the dark side and become a REALLY evil elf. Or stay good, like Kiki. Cause Kiki is the BOMB.

I'm just sad that I don't have anything FUN to add to Bob's page.... I feel so bad... I'm a bad bad person. Wheefun.

Oh. And while I'm at it, here's my formula for starting a successfull relationship:
     Friendly conversation.
     A few suggestive glances.
     The room empties for a moment.
     BANG!
     Lots of fireworks and rubbing and breathing hard and kissing.
     Footsteps are heard.
     It is broken up. nothing ever happened.
     Suggestive looks take on a little more snide grin.

Vola. Happy happy lovin's, all around.

- 18, signing off.

Necessity breeds Genius...

...and boredom breeds everything from depression to fucking retardation. An example of this is my current title image. I was surfing the web and hit humefogg.org, the homepage of my old high school. 90% of the page Doesn't Work, which depressed me, but what really stuck in my head was their weird titling logo thing. Big wide blurred out "www.humefogg.org" as the backdrop for a smaller, more legible version of the same thing to sit far over on the right. Since I had (and still have) absolutely nothing to do, I made the logo you see above. It is in no way an approximation or rip-off or anything else of the humefogg.org logo, it is merely my playing with gaussian blur and layers and wide latin and courier. It is a prime example of boredom leading to fucking retardation. It will also die very shortly as I cannot bear to look at it without snickering derisively at its creator, then feeling not just a little bit saddened to remember that I am that creator.

Wheeeee. So last night I was also bored and rapidly sinking into a funk, when gibby suddenly IMs me with "now what?". I answer with "now what what?". He says "no no, i asked first". So we went out a-walkin' in the near-freezing cold. Our wanderings took us to East campus and to Billy's and back again, at, like 11pm - 1:30am. Then we had one of those long philosophical rambling getting-lost-because-you're-too-tired-to-finish-a-sentence-but-still-feel-like-you're-getting-somewhere talks. It was good. Unfortunately it had the side effect of putting me in a philosophical funk, today. Heh. The circle is complete. Gah. That's one thing I miss about East. There used to be talks like that at random. It wouldn't take near-deathly boredom and tragedy hanging in the air. It would just happen. Stupid closed-door West campus piece of crap. Feh.

Oh. Speaking of crap. I get in bed around 6am and not 30 seconds later, a breaker goes off somewhere. Or maybe someone was fucking with something. I dunno, but the power went the fuck out. It flickered once and went out again (causing me to get off of my 6-foot-high bed to turn off all my computers) and stayed that way until about 45 seconds before I woke up. Just in time for my roommate's girlfriend to start calling him and screaming into the answering machine "HALLO?? GUATAUM!? HALLO!?? HALLOOO!? GUATAUM!?"

It wouldn't have been so bad if she had just done it ONCE.

Ah well. The point is that my freaking page was down from 6am -> ~noon today. Yay for Georgia Power, those whores.

--Schmarty

What do you mean that section is full!?

Weird. The Internet Explorer address bar, once opened, is resizable up and down. WHY that might be, I do not know. Especially when there are only two addresses being listed in it. Why would I need the address list to reach the bottom of my screen? Oh well. Thank you, Microsoft. I love you.

Hmm. Talking to people can bring about some really weird (mis)understandings and some amazing insight into the way you think about things. Especially when you get to talking about religion and relationships. Introspection causes different things in different people, and when you compare them, sometimes it's amazing just how unalike people can be about stuff. I guess that's why it's good to hold on to similarities and common beliefs, rather than trying to compromise on all of the differences. There are just too many of them and they are farrrrr too bizarre.

Ah well. Registered for classes today. Except for one class at 9:30am, I have a REALLY SWEET schedule next semester, even though it's 17 hours (most I've taken so far at once is 14, I think.) 10 of those 17 are in CS courses alone. I may be in deep shit. Or I may kick all of their asses. I find it easier to focus on CS than other things like Math. Math I just don't even like to think about, ever, anymore. Japanese I also really enjoy. It's quite interactive and fun and nifty and wheee. Plus I seem to have pretty decent auditory memory, as I memorize two halves of our practice conversations before some people memorize one half. Wheeeeeee. Brings back memories of my childhood and the church mothers getting angry at me for muttering other people's lines and pointing at the speaker when they missed their cue.

Ahhhhhhhh, memories. :D

--Schmarty

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WHEEEEEEEEE! What better time to archive my news than "Whenever I Feel Like It?" Well, I felt like it. So there it goes. DOWN THE HOLE. WHEEEE. If you can't find where I put it, may you burn in Hell for web surfing inteptitude (yes, that is now a cardinal sin).

--Schmarty