once again the rare occasion occurs that I want to open up space in my AIM profile without losing the hilarity. So, the quotes:


Megan: i select all candies

Jessi: And lo, Christ said unto his people, "Save 10% on Admission with the UPC from a case of Mountain Dew!"

(In reference to the first mexican dish appointed to the presidential cabinet)
Mky: you can see the puppet strings on that black lady

Me: ...wow. Papa Johns has a 1-pizza deal. Took'em long enough.
Serdar: One pizza FOR THE WHOLE STATE OF MINNESOTA.

The Penultimate English-language Haiku:
the snow is falling
but it's so damn cold out here
where did my pants go?

Wang Talk:
(re: me deciding to sleep instead of chat)
Joshy: masturbation enabler
Mike: it's going to be me and 36 men... with raging erections
Adam: in 1682 my wang circumnavigated the globe

Scott:But FFXI is far superior to CoH because it has trees that have buttsex with sheep

Jessi W: those glowy balls are so calling for moustaches

More Quotes:

Jessi: I thought I was smelling some boogers inside of my nose, but really my mom was just making popcorn

Nate: I'm an evil sith girl

(RE: River City Ransom)
Me: its fun going into japanese stores, buying japanese things, beating up japanese kids with japanese names
Willie: i love to park in the japanese spaces where japanese people make japanese faces

Megan: i want every kind of junk food

My profile is out of room, but I don't want to lose the funny:

Paaj: I agree with beer, dirt, and dinosaurs
Paaj: wow, that's a weird sentence
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Me: yeah, a real otaku is a valuable resource
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Jessi: my purple pen leaked into the cup where I hold all my penis and pencils



Yeah, the blog seems to be pretty much dead. I mostly write in the LJ now. It's funny, since I hated LJ.

Oh how lazy I've become. It's been 20 days since I last updated this blog. That's sad. I should be going to sleep right now, but I love you so much that I'll write a little post. Dammit, I have nothing to say this late at night. I played tennis on my own today, against a ball machine. that was fun, I'll do it again for sure. Gotta watch out for that outlet, though. I got zapped! One nice thing about playing tennis against the machine is that I don't have to play against the big dude in my class. He's made it plain that he doesn't give a shit about the class, only about looking like he doesn't care about it. He serves the ball without checking to see if the person is in place, he doesn't use anything even vaguely similar to proper strokes, his serve is... well, dismal. I won't profess to be a professional or anything, but this guy's just annoying.

I hate Japanese class still. We have a test on Monday and I'm prepared for it the same way I'm prepared to be reamed out by a monkey. Suppose I'd better start catching up on sleep.

Okay, so this CNN article about magifying thingies is pretty cool. Make sure you browse through the three picture they've posted.

Also, I enjoy steak, in case you were wondering.

Sorry I haven't been updating... actually, that's a lie. I have, just not here. More there than here. "There" being my LiveJournal. Or LazyJournal, as I like to call it, because it takes even less effort to update than this blog does. It also allows me to upload wacky icons that make me feel cool, and view all my friends' LJs on one page. Yes, it is definitely the LazyJournal. I'll even put a link to it on the sidebar, so you can be lazy too.

Firstly, a link. Geeks Put the Unsavvy on Alert: Learn or Log Off It's a good article. Don't worry, if you're one of my friends, and you read my blog, and you sometimes ask me for computer help, this isn't directed at you.

This is directed at my mom's neighbor calling me because her son downloaded porn, got a bunch of dumbassed adware on the computer, and refuses to admit it. This is directed at my mom's other neighbor who, while nice, shouldn't be using a computer- at least not without some edumacation. This is directed at the people who only message me once every six months, only for tech support, and expect me to fix their computers without compensation. All I ask is dinner, or maybe some oral se-- wait, just dinner. :D

It's just a good article, sums up how I feel about the whole thing.

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On a second note, I hate the U. Oh how I hate the U. You can only return books for the first two weeks of the semester - this last Tuesday was the last day. That means that these books I bought on Wednesday can't be returned. How retarded is that? I mean I'm sorry, but that's absolutely wretched customer service. The U can eat it.

Nextly...or whatever "English" word you prefer, the issue of adding and dropping of classes. I had to drop a class late because I realised taking it would've been the end of me. A 15 page paper on journalism history? My hairy white ass! I'm not equipped for that. So, I dropped that because I thought I could go add my other class.

Nope. So I get a magic number from the teacher - a number that allows me to sign up late. Oh wait, it doesn't work. Hey, what's up with this? Oh, I have to get a permission letter from the teacher, and then go to the CLA Advising office - a purple and green room tucked deep in the basement of Johnston hall, and kind of a bitch to find if you go in the wrong door. So, while I'm accomplishing all this retardedness, I get this email that says that the U decided I don't need $700 of my grant money for school because I'm too cool to take 12 credits. So because the U sucks, I lost $700 that I'm hoping they'll give back. And becuse the U sucks, the U sucks. That's how it works.

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I'm running on four hours of sleep. Maybe less. I don't know, I think I slept some during my Visual Communication class. Oh well. I think I'm going to have sore feet and arms, a major stress problem, and sleep issues until Spring Break. And even then probably still. I just want a minute to sort it all out. That would be my mind condom here... and forever.

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I had something else written here, but I shouldn't have written it, and I don't want to take a risk - All I'll say is there's this MMORPG I can't wait to see released.


Okay, my hands are starting to hurt between writing, tennis, and blogging, so I'm going to go drown my sorrows in a cup of hot chocolate and a crappy cinnamon roll.

So, I was thinking about the phrase people often use to describe someone else's reaction. "The look on his face was just classic! I imagine in my mind that when the look on someone's face is classic, their face is featured in a sepia-tone photograph wearing a crazy hat and a fake mustache.

Also, I was gone from 7:30 until 10:30 today. That's, 7:30AM until 10:30PM. Anime Club was alright. I guess. Stupid Otaku. I hate them so much. One corner of the room stank HARD of BO. I wanted to walk over there and fart just to freshen it up a bit.

Oi, it's gonna be one helluva semester.

Blarg! I just realised, I only have one 50-minute class this semester, and it's the one class I WANT to be in. All the other ones are an hour and fifteen minutes, or longer. My Journalism lab is 3 hours, and my Japanese class is 2 hours. This is so annoying.

New Media Culture: 2:30
History of Journalism: 2: 30
Publications Editing: Lecture - 2:30 Lab: 3 hours
Tennis: 1:40
Japanese: 4 hours.
Weekly meeting with Professor Marran: ~45 minutes

Total Class Time Per Week: 16 hours, 55 minutes.
Total Work Time Per Week: 5 hours per week
That's just short of 23 hours.

Now I know some of you have it harder, but to me this is quite a bit. I've also got a 10 page paper due in one class, a 15-20 page paper due in another (both of which also have midterm and final tests! Fuckers.). I also haven't yet been to my third journalsm class or Japanese, and I KNOW Japanese is gonna fuck me up the goat ass as it usually does. Hopefully the 3 hour lab in Publications Editing will allow me to not have much homework. PubEditing seems more like meat-and-potatoes kind of stuff, though I could be wrong.

Additionally, the way that my schedule is arranged for the most part does not allow me to return home between classes/work shifts. Two days a week, I leave for class at 7:30, I return home at around 6. Two days a week, I leave at 1:30 and return home at 9:00. Fridays will be a slight break with only five hours. This will change slightly once I can ride my bike without incuring major frostbite damage. You know, like Ice Damage Batman! His suit pops off to reveal frostbite and gangreene!

Oh wait, don't forget anime club, which I like to call my third job. There's another five hours.

So to sum it up: Maybe like 45 hours a week or something, not counting homework.

Dear School: I hate you. Please die.

This semester's going to eat smelly, hairy ass. The sheer amount of stuff I know I'm going to have to do makes me nervous as hell. The amount of time I'll be spending out of my home and around campus is also highly daunting.

>quit winterbreak.exe
>Are you sure? [y/n] n
>Bad command.
>winterbreak.exe terminating.
>01.20.2004 00:00

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