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It's over.

Finally. Done with this horrible semester.

My Chem prof has emailed out the final exam key. I don't think I have the heart to look.

08:29 PM CST [read more]

e.e

God help me. I've been sucked into Pokemon.

83 on Biology final. OCS and Chem tomorrow. Whee.

01:36 AM CST [read more]

Seems like things is gettin' hairy.

Hmm. Seems that there's been a lot of trolls around lately. Impersonators and what not.

If you get some rude shit, remember that my AIM name is grand sealink ONLY. I do not use another AIM name. If you get an IM from someone else on any service pretending to be me, then use caution, please. Someone is creating a lot of drama lately.

11:31 PM CST [read more]

Mmm.

I just ran/walked 3 miles. :D

I feel happy, but I feel beat down, too.

Or maybe that's my grades.

08:25 PM CST [read more]

FUCK

I just ruined a phone. AND the finish on my goddamn computer desk.

FUCK.

05:56 PM CST [read more]

*sigh*

I need a new computer so badly ;_; I broke out my tablet after finding this site, because I wanted to try drawing again. And it sucks, because Painter crashed, and now Norton isn't working T_T

*sigh* But there's no money. None at all. I wish I'd been fortunate enough to be born rich. Even though I would be a stuck-up snob, I wouldn't have to worry about "Can I make it there on vapours?" I can't even afford to buy meat to make dinner on regular occasions. I wish Barnes and Noble would hurry up and give me more hours. Matt says they're not because I'm not available. e.e I have 28 hours of availability per week! It's just the hard times the company goes through every April. Really.

Maybe I need a second job? I wonder if I could work at Bath and Body Works. Get smelly stuff half off. :D
They have a new fragrance, "Violet Bouquet", that I really like. It's delicate without smelling like fruit salad. Because with the bugs we have down here, it's never a good idea to smell like fruit salad.

05:18 PM CST [read more]

New Layout. Thank goodness

Now I can stop getting hits for Sunabouzu and boobies.

(I'll never use that word in a layout again, ever.)

This layout features Sakura Kinomoto from CCS, in my favorite image of her ever :D

I would blog more, but that takes time, and that's time spent not eating lunch. :P

OH, and check out the new forum link on the right! /plug

03:37 PM CST [read more]

My Unitarian Jihad Name is: The Neutron Bomb of Sweet Reason.

Get yours.

Read the original article on Unitarian Jihad at the San Francisco Chronicle.

Personally, my favorite bit is:

Beware! Unless you people shut up and begin acting like grown-ups with brains enough to understand the difference between political belief and personal faith, the Unitarian Jihad will begin a series of terrorist-like actions. We will take over television studios, kidnap so-called commentators and broadcast calm, well-reasoned discussions of the issues of the day. We will not try for "balance" by hiring fruitcakes; we will try for balance by hiring non-ideologues who have carefully thought through the issues.

07:54 AM CST [read more]

Comments are now disabled

Previously left comments will remain in place, but I've had to remove the comments form until further notice to eliminate those Texas Poker Comment Spamming fruitfuckers. I hope they die. I'll dance on their graves.

In the meantime, if you wish to actually CONVERSE, check out my (wimpy) forums at:

http://www.partly-cloudy.net/resonance.

11:37 PM CST [read more]

I killed/moved a Big Ugly Tropical Thing today. w00t.

12:41 AM CST [read more]

Ah, you crazy Creationists.

Dear Creationists,

Don't try to use logic when attempting to subvert evolutionary science. You can't do it correctly, and it only makes the educated laugh when you try.

Love (Because you make me laugh, you silly things!),
Me.

[EDIT: P.S. Dinosaurs are not reptiles OR birds.]

10:17 PM CST [read more]

I can't stand asshats.

They filled archives of my blog with absolute CRAP about random performance meds. CRAP I tell you. I've written to their hosting service and I hope that they'll do something about it. If not, I'll just have to talk to my hoster and get them blocked from my server permanently. Which sucks, because that's a lot of work in a lot of time I don't have. ;_;

09:21 PM CST [read more]

The night is young and so am I...

I am lonely and tired and I just scared the piss out of myself when I was going to get the garbage out of my bathroom and there were two GINORMOUS cockroaches on my trash. I screamed. I have nerves. I want a drink. Instead, I'll eat chocolate Cadbury egg thingies. Chocolate is almost = booze.

I am becoming something of a booze-hound. Lately, I've quaffed two double Buttery Nipples in the past week. I'm not rich enough to drink that often, but I find my laissez-faire attitude bolstered by the inhibition-slaughterer.... That sentence kind of scares me. It sounds like the "slippery slope" into alcoholism. O_o;;;

I have gotten so lonely and bored that I am just not doing some schoolwork. It's probably because I'm not on the Prozac. I didn't mean to get off of it, but each time I do, I'm hoping that I can keep things going on my own; I hate having to rely on a crutch. Adderall isn't a crutch, it's a necessity, but somehow Prozac feels like.... less so? I wish I wasn't on so much medication. ._.;; I'm scatter-brained as hell, so it's horrible for me to try to remember when I took what and why and.... fuck it T_T I hate this.

So I end up lonely and itching to indulge in theraputic buying. Kenneth Cole bags and shoes call out to me. But I know I can't afford them. So I head to Walgreens for my prescriptions and find myself walking down the incontinence and toothpaste aisle, actually LOOKING for something to buy. It's a sad state. Pathetic, even. I just gotta make it through these two weeks and not think about missing the department trip to Carlsbad. *weep*.

*sigh* That bag was cute, but unfortunately, I'm not cute enough to swing it. It's the kind of bag which should be carried with a cute tee, capris and kitten heels. None of which I have... or can wear without breaking public indecency laws. Maybe it's related to the Cadbury egg thingies?

Shut up. At least they're not Peeps. :P

08:58 PM CST [read more]

Oh Snap, I forgot XD;;

Found out on Friday that I was selected as recipient of "Outstanding Freshman" in my department. Which comes with a 1000 dollar bonus scholarship.

w000000t.

01:54 PM CST [read more]

Final Fantasy X-2

I've picked up this game again after a long hiatus and I'm really enjoying it again XD

BEST LINE IN THE GAME: Isaaru confiscated your monkey.

Bam. XDDDD

01:53 PM CST [read more]

OMFG!

This is hizzle-arious!

Gizoogled Mare Ingenii

Keepin it real, G-dawg! XD

04:57 PM CST [read more]

Updates

After some patented Trouble In Paradise (tm), all appears to be on the mend between Matt and myself. I had worried that our spark had broken down, but like any flame, it simply needs careful tending.

Trigonometry test soon. Somewhat antsy about the whole thing.

01:57 PM CST [read more]

Today's Lesson: Sulfuric acid hurts.

So do not get it on your thumb by trying to pipet acid out of a jar. I'm doing all the living so that you can reap the benefits of my experience XD XD

I went to an awards breakfast on Tuesday. Dude, the food was good too :O. I'm shocked and rather pissed off that I've been paying for other people to have awards breakfasts when I wasn't one of them. I made a small joke that the assemblage laughed at. Hoping to get more scholarships so I can continue to crack funny jokes at awards breakfasts.

Currently continuing my B average in math courses: I have got a B average on the trig homework so far (well, it's only been three assignments, but still...)

Mwaaa, Yin-chama, I have yet to write you mail ;_; I will do so soon, I promise.

My plans for house-cleaning were perhaps too ambitious- the chores have lain unattended to since last blog. Homework has reared its ugly head and I can no longer continue ignoring it blissfully. Not if I want to eat another swanky award food thingie.

07:56 PM CST [read more]

And WHY is there a Cheetos wrapper in my couch? T_T

Just spent the afternoon cleaning. I swear, that couch hadn't been vacuumed out since the Precambrian. There's a Cheetos snak-pak bag that's been under there for a long long time, since cheetos haven't been consumed in this house since we moved in. However, it is now spotless and enjoyable. Also located new spots of Neko-puke, yay. Tomorrow, I will attack the kitchen. And on Wednesday, I'll attack the ultimate of horrors: MY DESK! XOOOO

I'm also doing lots of laundry and I've changed my hours at work so I have at least one day off to be me:

Sunday: OFF
Monday: 6-12 if at all
Tuesday: 3-12
Wednesday: 6-12 if no exam
Thursday: OFF
Friday: OFF
Saturday: Whenever

I'm hoping for 22-28 hours. I hardly have time to watch anime, much less play games. Which reminds me, it's Biology homework time. Yin-chama, I will write soon because snail mail is quaint and fun! :D

04:25 PM CST [read more]

Yay. Chem class got cancelled...

So here I am in the library, using my time (wisely?) to blog for the first time in a long time.

Another abortion debate has arisen on campus, and the vandalism of those annoying little crosses representing aborted fetuses has sparked howls of "hate crime".

Bitch, please.

All these Christian organizations have this myopic view that if we're not part of them, we're part of the problem. I bet they think I EAT babies and I don't shave my armpits and I kick puppies. They're all so eager to jump up on that cross, aren't they? Their main argument, if not "OMG JESUS YAY", is something to the effect of "we should protect those who can't protect themselves". While this is a viewpoint I generally agree with, I don't think it extends to my body. We have anti-abuse legislation for animals, children, and trust funds. We protect those who can't protect themselves- but NONE OF THESE ARE CARRIED IN MY WOMB. Until the 4th or 5th month, you can't TELL a woman is pregnant. It's not your business who has a baby and who doesn't, much less if she wants to keep that baby, or bring an unwanted child into the world where there are already millions of unwanted children. If you, you Christian activists, you pro-lifers, if YOU authorize this government to legislate my body, do you EVEN REALIZE what doors you're opening? No, you don't. And what's worse, you don't care.

08:02 AM CST [read more]

Yay. Review of classes, Part One.

Well, my chem professor is the same as last semester, so we'll leave it at that. If you're all too curious, you can try to go back in the history to get my impressions of him.

My Biology professor is a funny man, who reminds me of someone at work. I hear he's the easy professor, although his first lecture and things don't seem so. My OCS has dual professors, a physical oceanographer and a biological oceanographer. The physical oceanographer is a small Japanese man with comically thick glasses and greying hair, and is referred to by the other one as "Masa", which I have discovered is short for Masamichi. The biological oceanographer is a tall white guy, with thinning hair on top, and a decent beard. His skin is sort of mottled with splotches of brown, either unruly freckles or the result of too much sun.

Crap. Time for trig. Blog more later.

07:34 AM CST [read more]

Five o'clock comes too EARLY. Dammit.

Seven thirty classes are going to kill me after closing the night before. Nothing that can be done about it, I suppose. I'm desperately hoping they'll cut chem lab short on this first day so that I can go home and take a goddamned nap. Mmmmmmm. Nap. :O~~~

Last night at work I saw my old high-school chemistry teacher, Mr. Hopkins, known affectionately as Captain Vanadium. We were only able to chat for a few seconds, but he's doing well; I like seeing old teachers- it makes me feel nostalgic.

06:33 AM CST [read more]

First Day of Class

Just went to my first Trigonometry class. My professor is a small, ocular man with a stuttering problem. More later. Schedule request for Bio is proving to be a capital bitch.

10:12 AM CST [read more]

Attention Christian Youth: Shut the Fuck Up.

Yeah, yeah. :P

School starts tomorrow. I will see if I can add at least a Bio course without killing myself. I'm so looking forward to school; I'm tired of my brain going to seed.

I discovered something at work today that really pisses me off. There are numerous books in the "Christian Inspiration" section with titles like "I Kissed Dating Goodbye" and "Not Even a Hint [of lust]" and "Every Young Woman's Battle: Striving for Purity in a Sex-saturated World" and so on.

Dude, what the FUCK. This is the saddest thing I have seen in a long time. You don't need some farcical deity to tell you when to have sex and when to not have sex. I can help you with that. Answer these questions:

Would I marry this person?

Would I mind having this person's baby?

Am I ready to invest time in this relationship and in this person? (Guys, this includes going antiquing, shopping, and making concessions for Auntie Flo. Women, this includes watching football and farting loudly while making boob jokes.)

If I make a list of pros about sleeping with this person, do I at any point run out of things to write?"

A great guideline is inside jokes. If you have less than fifteen inside jokes with someone, chances are that you should not sleep with them. End of story.

There. All of the sense, none of the crap. You don't need to think about Jesus all the time to keep your dick in your pants. FFS, just exhibit a little common sense and some human decency and you'll be fine. Honest.

10:26 PM CST [read more]

Back from visiting Matt's folks

I am always surprised by how different our families are. One is all boys and the other is all girls, and so on. There's people that smoke, which is not tolerated in my family. There's people that drink American beer, which is also largely frowned-upon in my family. There's people with no manners who don't know when to leave people alone. (Matt's brother is a rude alcoholic with a one-year old son. Instead of saying, "Hey, let me take my child home because he's cranky and wants to go to bed, plus these people have a 7 am flight tomorrow! It'd be rude of me to keep them up." he says, "Ah, fuck it. The kid'll shut up. And I'm sure they'll make their flight." Bastard T_T.

Have now reached an all-time weight high. Time to get serious. I've bought a scale. Normally, I don't play a numbers game with my weight, since it's not numbers that matter, it's clothes. However, I am beginning to think that with numbers, I might receive daily encouragement. (And I'll need it. Dude, Uncle Sam's Cereal is GROSS.)

Will blog more when I get home from work.

10:10 AM CST [read more]