Personal Ramblings

12-17-2

ina said I was the best husband in the world this morning. Ha! Take that all you other husbands! I am win!!

I'm a bit sleepy.

George needs to build up an immunity to saw blades.

I'm gonna make covers for my Invader Zim VCDs. Did you know TV's Frank is a writer for that show? It's true.

Ok, I just came back. I had a 90 minute break.

I'm more awake now too.

I've been kinda bummed out lately. Kinda really bummed out. I'm not sure why.

My camera has been beeping lately, and the light doesn't want to work. I might need a new battery.

Yoda Rennt is coming along well. It's pretty slow. I finally got to the end of the intro. Now, the running. Lots and lots of running to do. Although, it's really gonna be more of a shuffle, since it's Yoda. I also need to do the cartoon parts, but I'll take care of that once the preliminary shooting is over.

I finally finally finished La Plage. It's done. All done. No more tweaking, editing or waiting for the music. The music is done and cut into the film. It's all done. All of it. Hooray!

I've done some calculations, and I determined that it takes me about 3 hours to shoot one minute of footage. Give or take, and not including the Fuffy Factor. That means it should take a total of 60 hours to do this movie. Lucky for me, I won't have to try to stand loose-limbed vintage figs on a thick blanket. I think that's one reason the last one took so long. Not this time, though. Oh crap. I just remembered. They will have to stand on Legos. Oh well. Opening monologue sequence is done. I took care of most, if not all of the phone booth shots, though, in retrospect, I might have been better off using a backdrop instead of a green screen. If I can't get them to work, I'll have to reshoot. I'll probably keep only the greenscreen shots from the b&w sequences. I need to find more backdrops. Actually, what would be neat is if I could make some backdrops that looked realistic enough to use. But if I'm gonna get this done by the end of next semester, I'll just make due. Especially since I know nothing about 3-d rendering or any of that. That and the thing's supposed to be low-tech, low-budget.

Joe wants me to do Monty Python and the Holy Grail with Star Wars figures. It sounds interesting and could be really cool, but it would also take me 270 hours to do the whole movie. That's 11 days and 6 hours of work. I think if I'm gonna make movies for other people, I should get paid for both time and resources. I kinda wonder how much money is going into this movie, i.e. how much did I spend on things specifically purchased for this project. I know I got a handful of figures (at about $5 apiece), a vintage Tauntaun ($8), Anakin's speeder ($13), and God knows what else. I also need people to do voice work. Incidentally, if you can speak convincing German or Wookiee, get in touch with me. I think I'll work on it some more tonight. I may need better lighting....

12-2-2

Goddamn civil liberties, getting in the way of preserving freedom. I tell ya, this country will never truly be free until it becomes a complete police state.

I gotta say those classic sci-fi novels like We and 1984 used to seem so far-fetched. 1984 came and went, and there was no Big Brother. The only Big Brother we've seen in the past 20 years was in the form of a bad TV show.

The Supreme Court's latest thing is that they're supposed to rule on eliminating the Miranda Warning. For those of you who don't know, the Miranda Warning is a law that's been around since 1966. It says that when people are arrested, the police are required to inform them of their rights. You've seen it on TV millions of times (You have the right to remain silent, etc.). I hope to God this doesn't go through.

Like so many other things, this is in the i nterest of national security. That's really all you have to say anymore to repeal any part of the Constitution. Immediately, people are going to rise to the occasion. "Yes, I support this bill! The only one who is concerned with that part of the Constitution is obviously one of Them and is trying to hide something!" Fuck all y'all.

I wonder what's next. ID cards? microchip implants? Hey, as long as you arren't doing anything illegal, you're fine.

I hate the president. I hate his whole administration. I wouldn't be surprised if this thing was passed. The majority of the Supreme Court is conservative and tends to agree with the Republican agenda.

11-30-2

So, it's all snowy out it's Thanksgiving weekend, and I'm stuck here at work doing nothing.

My interest in U2 has been rekindled witht he release of the new Best Of. I was sort of U2ed out for a while, but now it's over, which is good, cuz I love U2. They're tremendous musicians.

Tina doesn't like em, tho. She hates everything I love. While it does get irritating from timt to time to have her complain about it, it does keep my interests at bay. To an extent.

So, now I'm listening to the South Bend show. I love this one. I'm so happy I have it.

I've been thinking about my soul, or whatever it is you wanna call it. My self. I don't feel as centered as I was. I need to take some time to gather myself and put my self at ease. I have a lot of anger and hate I should get rid of.

And tons of frustration.

I think maybe a part of it is that I haven't been rambling nearly as much as I used to. Not sure why. I have a lot of shit going on.

This break, I'm gonna full-on, balls-to-the-wall pretty, er, busy on Yoda Rennt.

I've been using a bunch of green screen, and I wanna get away from that and make actual backgrounds. I never realized how difficult that was. Although, most people just build sets or shoot on location.

I heard the music George did for La Plage, and it kicks the ass. I like it. I'm gonna have to chop it up and edit it down for time, but I hope to have it sound pretty much the same.

The title of the dance track is The Long and Sometimes Arduous Task of Leveling Up. The main theme is called Main Theme. It has some great guitar work, and it's sort of dijointed and sitar-y. I can't describe it. You'll just have to buy the VCD or video. Hazzah!

I still wanna do that stop-motion fight scene.

I haven't done much customizing at all, lately. Jenny wants a Tom Servo. I might have to do that.

I was gonna redo him anyway.

One heart
One hope
One love

11-19-2

Ok, so I haven't updated in forever. Shut up.

I don't really like Jack Nicholson. I've had a couple Jack Nicholson dreams lately, and I wasn't happy about it. In the first one, he was a professor in a community service class, and I dropped the class, and he went ape shit. He said he'd never speak to me again. In the second one, he, ummm, I forgot, but it was worse. It's like my subconscious is trying to tell me I have Jack Nicholson to answer to, and he is not pleased.

Someone posted a thread on the Interference boards. I'm not gonna be around there much longer, I don't think, ssince they're gonna start charging for access to all the forums, and I'm guessing the two forums I use are gonna be pay forums. That sucks the ass.

In any event, someone posted a thread about what we want for our own funerals. Here's mine:

It is dark. Warm light bathes a spot in the front. Also Sprach Zarathustra begins to play as my casket (open) slowly rises up through the ground. The crowd gasps in amazament. Suddenly, the room lights up with colored lights moving all about as the theme from American Gladiator plays. The priest/rabbi/minister/MC bursts through the paper wall, and the crowd goes nuts. Then, before he says anything, my casket lowers back into the floor, while my body, suspended by ropes, hangs in midair for all to see. The MC says a few words and invites people to come up and say a few words about me. Everyone comes up and says all kinds of stuff. Once everyone has settled down, my corpse, still suspended in midair, turns to face everyone, and a very accomplished puppeteer uses my body as a marrionette to act like it's speaking. Meanwhile, the PA system starts playing a prerecorded speech I made before I died. After the speech, my body returns to a lying position, and the casket comes back up. I'm lowered into it. Then, an all-woman a capella choir walks in and performs The Ground Beneath Her Feet, only it's changed so that all the hers are now hises, etc. While the choir is singing, everyone passes my body to pay respects. If there's too many people there, the choir may follow up with U2's 40 or the Go Gos' We Got the Beat. After all that, there will be an open bar and fireworks display as my body is taken outside and buried.

I need to finish my paper.

So, we switched to a different webmail cuz everyone else was, and it's supposed to be more efficient. I first tried opening it about 40 minutes ago. Still nothing.

Very nice.

So, George gave me a disk with a couple mp3s for my Tusken movie. It doesn't work. Dammit. I hate when that happens. I tried it on my DVD ROM, my CDRW drive, and both my CD ROM drives. Nothing. I should call him....

And I have this really annoying pimple that I keep messing with, even though I know I shouldn't, but it's calling me. It's saying, "Please! Pick at me some more! You know you want it!"

Goddamn pimples.

11-4-2

So, tomorrow's the midterm elections. Yippee. Get out and vote.

Chris Chocola can eat my ass.

I'm tired, and I don't wanna go to class.

Charleston Chews taste nasty.

Erotic Star Wars fan fiction is a horrible horrible thing.

I hate sticky.

And aftertastes. I don't much like them neither.

So, anyway.

I don't really have anything to say, do I?

We had 5 trick-or-treaters. 2 princesses, 2 prostitutes, and a zombie.

Zombies kick ass.

10-28-2

I'm pretty darn hungry. I'd like some food. Maybe I'll run down to the bookstore, cuz damn.

There's a place I go when I am faaaar awaaaaay.

I ordered my copy of the Best of U2 and the AOTC DVD from Amazon. It was a pretty good deal. I forgot to send the check, tho/ I'll do that when I go downstairs.

I hate negative campaign ads. Like the ones against Jill Long Thompson. Evidently she's evil cuz she voted against invading Iraq anddoesn't read every single bill that passes through the House. No one reads every single bill. No one votes on every single bill. Chris Chocola should shut up and go back to sucking his dad off. I hope he chokes on it.

Assdrip

Then there's the sniper guy. Virginia is trying to prosecute him before Maryland so they can try him as an adult and put him on death row or something. Yeah.

We're staying home for Halloween this year. No costume for me, and I work until 5:15, so I can't go to Mom and Dad's. Oh teh well.

I need a vacation.

There's nothing on the Internet today.

Except kittens.

Oh, and the NGL Presents Christmas store is open.

10-26-2

I'm a bad American.

I posted something on the Interference boards recently that I wanted to post here, too:

I used to be very pro-Israel. I figured Israel was the chosen land, and it's one of the United States' closest allies. The way I saw it, Palestine should just get over it and let the Israelis live in peace. I was a good American.

Then I met a guy named Khalil. I work at the university where I also attend classes, and one of my jobs is to teach how to make web pages. Khalil signed up for my class. Repeatedly. And he wanted to use Front Page. I knew nothing about Front Page at the time, and it was pretty common for me to tell my students I teach pure HTML. He insisted that we use Front Page, and I agreed reluctantly. Together we put together a pretty informative web page with lots of opinion pieces he wrote for various classes, the school newspaper, the city newspaper, and so on, and there were also lots and lots of pictures. We put them all together to make a pretty nice site. I'm pretty pleased with it, although there are a few cosmetic changes I'd like to make. You can look at the site .here

But I'm digressing.

Khalil is from Palestine, and he's very proud of his heritage. He's also very passionate about his stance that Israel shout leave Palestine for good (since they've been occupying it since 1967). He likes to write letters to the editors of various newspapers, expressing his views and experiences. After reading some of his articles, I've come to realize that Israel is clearly in the wrong about many things, and most Americans are either unaware of them or choose to ignore them.

In a recent letter to the school newspaper, a student wrote this, which, I have noticed, tends to be a typical American view of the situation:

I would like to commend Israel and Prime Minister Ariel Sharon for the remarkable job they are doing in their “war on terrorism”. Israel is in the same situation that the United States is in. They are simply defending themselves from suicide bomber terrorists that are attacking them. Suicide bombers attacked us on September 11, using planes as bombs, and we are currently at war defending ourselves and protecting against any further terrorist attack. I find it disgusting that someone like Khalil Azar can defend Palestine and accuse Israel of “bullying” them. They are simply defending themselves just as we are doing. If you are against Israel, then you must be against America and our war on terrorism - our war for freedom. As far as Israel not relenting to U.N. resolutions because they possess nuclear weapons, America also possesses nuclear weapons, but we are certaintly not going against any U.N. resolution in doing so. The reason is simple: the United States and Israel are not terrorist countries, and we do not support terrorism like Saddam Hussein and Yasar Arafat. Also, the United States and Israel are not a threat to use nuclear weapons as a form of terrorism. I wonder why Kahlil moved here in the first place, if he is against the freedom and the right to defend that freedom that America and Israel stand for? I think Kahlil could write an article about Major League Baseball and end up talking about the Israel-Palestine conflict. Give us a break! Cowardice people are undermining America if they do not support the right to defend the freedom that America stands for. If Khalil wants to defend his Palestinian people so badly, then he should get out of America and move back to Palestine!

Jeff Jellum

Some people had a problem wiuth some of the things I said, like the bit about Israeli soldiers forcing Palestinians from their homes at gunpoint to make room for more Jews, and the bit about shooting children for sport. Evidently, I'm wrong, and so are the people these things happen to, because the official policy of Israel is peaceful. Please. Give me a break. You're wrong, and I hate you.

That's pretty much become my motto.

I'm a bad American.

I oppose the upcoming war on Iraq. I think it's ridiculous that he's resorting to violence there, but wants to negotiate with North Korea, when we know North Korea has the weapons, and Iraq might not.

I think it's a shame that only 9% of Americans are even aware the Israel is performing an illegal military occupation, and even fewer Americans have a problem with that.

And I don't care much for this Honey Nut Chex Mix. It's too sweet and icky.

Maybe Trent will want it.

I was thinking about Folk Song by Bongwater. If you've heard it, you know what I'm talking about. It makes a lot of sense, and it's really very typical of the American mindset, possib.ly even the overall human mindset. It's about concern for the trivial and the not-so-trivial in equal amounts, whether it's politics, messages sent out in movies, or just doing acid and listening to Led Zeppelin. All those thigs are important to people, and they're all equally important. We just act like they're not.

And it's also a funny song.

I'm not halfway through with my Cherry Coke, and I already want another one. I'm a sick person.

So, I dled a couple levels for MOTS, and I can't seem to get One Rebel's Sacrifice to work. I can't find the install instructions anywhere. I'll have to go back and check, cuz I can't play it yet. I did get a couple other levels tho. They're pretty fun. Whoever made them is pretty good with his skins. It has a bunch of cameos by various characters (Korben Dallas, Morpheus), and he made a kickass Boba Fett. Much better than the one already in the game.

Is it just me or has Christina Aguilera become a complete whore?

10-18-2

I don't wanna do my homework.

I'm a lazy bitch.

So, we got ourselves a new computar machine. It can't connect to IUSb cuz IUSB is screwy. I wonder how much my parents pay....

Dave and Emily came over yesterday to work on the computer and network and stuff. He's not done yet. Oh well.

I'm not really bored. I just don't wanna do my goddamn homework.

Goddamn Mongorians....

So, tomorrow's our anniversary. Seven years. That's pretty sweet. Seven years of celibacy. HAHAHA! Get it? Never mind.

I really have nothing to ramble about.

I started RYR over the other day. I have the opening sequence (Der Mensch...) all shot, and I did the soccerball shot, too. I had to fudge with it a little, since I didn't have the means to make it look like a ball rising up, using stop-motion, and my tripod isn't tall enough anyway.

Thank you, drive thru.

10-14-2

We're getting a new computar machine. It's true. It's a Gateway, and it's gonna be a lot better than the one we have. We're keeping our monitor, though. THe new machine is gonna have 256 MB of RAM (as opposed to our 32 MB), a 1800 MHz Pentium 4 processor (replacing our 300 MHz Pentium 2), 60 GB hard drive (instead of the 8.4 GB one we have now), a DVD ROM drive, and a CDRW drive. It also comes with an ethernet card and a new mouse and keyboard (which we didn't need, but could really get out of). It comes with Windows XP, which is evil, so I'm gonna put Windows 2000 on it.

So, I had this student on Saturday. She was taking one of my StartUps (web browsing, I think), and afterwards, she asked what I studied. I told hiem I'm a philosophy major. Then she starts asking me about philosophy, what it is, what it's about, what kinds there are, which kind do I like most, and I gave her a brief overview of the general topic of philosophy, and I mentioned a couple fileds that I liked, particularly Taoism (Ancient Chinese) and Xenophenes (Ancient Greek). She asked what they were, and I was more than happy to give her a brief explanation of them, particularly Taoism (which basically says don't look for Tao; realize it's already there). Then she springs her evangelistic Bible tirade on me, about how she and her husband run a Bible group out of their house, and the Bible has answers for everything, and the Bible is really compatible with modern life, and they use the Bible to raise their kids, and do I have any kids? No, jusdt cats. Well, when I have kids, I should use the Bible to raise them, and the Bible says this, and the Bible says that, and at this point, I'm just thinking Oh my God, what have I done? She's a Jesus freak. Meanwhile, I'm just saying, "Yeah. Uh-huh. Really? Huh." and so on, casually glancing at the clock. She's still on about the Bible, and how she has four guns in the house (as well as 2 kids, or whatever), and that's ok because St. Peter carried a sword, and she used to be Catholic, but now she's not, and there really is no hell, and that's just a story made up by the Catholics, and the Pope should go to that Hell that he and his ilk invented, and the pope's a moron, and Catholicism is all wrong, and are you Christian? Not really. I tend to take a Taoist attitude toward life, and I find it to be very fulfilling. Well, Christianity is kinda like that. I'm very fulfilled with Jesus, and the Bible, and when Jesus walked on water, and blah blah blah.

Now, I have no problem with Christians or Christianity. I don't consider myself to be Christian, since I find the Bible to be fallible, and the whole idea of an anthropomorphic deity just strikes me as silly (see Xenophenes). Nevertheless, I do tend to agree with a lot of Christianity's morals, values, and teachings. It's the mythological baggage I have a problem with. What I can't stand, though, is the people who find Christ and insist on sharing it with everyone. I really hate when they spring it on me like Mrs. Web-surfin-Jesus-freak did. That's just not nice.

I have Garbage's Fix Me Now going through my head, and I don't know the words.

I made a re ally short action figure film the other night. It's mostly Snake Eyes fighting Storm Shadow. It's only a minute long. Actually a little less. It was one of those one-night boredom things, and it's even in color. Imagine that, eh? At the end, Yoda comes along. I did that so I could practice with the Yoda figures for Yoda Rennt. I'm pleased. Yoda trudges quite well, although he tends to drop his cane a lot. I'll need to find a way to fix that.

I'm also still trying to come up with a way to make the soccer ball look like its rising without any visible means of support.

I think I need to watch Lola again and take notes.

10-9-2

Turns out yesterday was the 8th.

I was watching Cube last night. It's a really good movie, and I really liked it. One thing I've been contemplating lately is the disorganized, chaotic nature of the universe. There seems to be a natural order to things, but, really, there isn't. All it is is life trying to cope with maddening chaos. We convince ourselves of deeper meanings, hierarchies, and natural order to keep us sane.

And suddenly I understand American Psycho.

We need order. We need structure. We need routine. I sort my movies and CDs alphabetically and chronologically because I need that structure, that order.

The only reason we find order in nature is that we're looking for it very hard, and, being nature, it must follow its natural order. We call natural behaviour structured because it always tends to work the same. In reality, it's just natural chaos.

The universe is harsh and uncaring. It's a big swirling pile of crumbs. It's completely random and thoroughly disorganized.

The worst thing is, there's only two options. Either you can live a full life trapped within the boundless human stupidity, or you can die. Which is better? Life among the idiots, dwelling in an uncaring universe, and constantly lying to yourself about its nature so you don't go completely insane, or death?

Or maybe I'm just talking out my ass again. I can never tell.

I'm so very tired.

And I don't feel all that great.

I wanna go home.

Michael York isn't much of a sex symbol.

10-7-2

At least I think its the 7th. Maybe the 8th. I'm not sure.

Anyway, I've been sick, which sucks the great cosmic sphincter of doom. I'm all coughy and stuff, and I have a stuffy head.

Today, as I was getting in the car to go to class, the seat of my pants ripped. Great. Lucky for me, I was still at home, had plenty of time, and wore black underwear so no one would notice. But still, I need to fix them. I like those pants.

I don't get the people who blame the economy on the president. He usually has nothing to do with it, and yet, a simple recession can cost him an election. It's stupid. The president is like a movie director. He's important and in charge of a lot of things, but he does not run the whole show. Like a director, the president has a lot of people to answer to, and he takes a lot of credit that isn't his. The president is as responsible for the economy as the director is to the script. He can try to make dramatic changes, but ultimately, he's stuck with what's given to him.

And can I just say I hate people who act like they know what they're talking about? Like the ones who say it's Palestine's fault that Israel is occupying them?

There needs to be one day a year when I can get rid of anyone I want without any kind of retribution.

10-1-2

Hazzah! I posted the date again!

So, I have to start thinking about my term paper for poli sci. I'm thinking I'll do it on Kennedy's actions during the Cuban Missile Crisis as a response to the Bay of Pigs, and how the defusing of the Crisis serves as an example, or should serve as an example for future presidents.

Speaking of presidents, you should really see the new Mittens and Snowdrop cartoon.

I'm going to Paco's tonight to start with the Star Wars RPG we're doing. I plan on being a Sith Ewok, although I'm still considering the possibility as a Gonk droid.

I'm such a loser.

But I'm a charming loser.

Anywho, George is gonna be coming over afterwards to watch La Plage so he can score it. It's sooo close to done. I even typed up the credits. I just need to scroll them (which will be a long arduous task), and stick the music on. Then I'll just put it on C-3PO (yes, my computers are named R2-D2 and C-3PO) and take it to Dave's to transfer to VCD.

Then I can start Yoda Rennt full time. Hooray. I have built more sets, already, though.

I decided (after conferring with George) to use Stormtroopers for the nuns. I'm thinking I'll just use stormtroopers, no snow/sand/clone/scout troopers. Well, maybe sand. That means if you have any stormtroopers you wish to donate to the film, please let me know. Don't worry. You'll get them back.

I like my movies.

Hey, I got a B+ on my Andrew Jackson paper. He (the professor, not Jackson) said I'm a good writer, and this is a 300 level course. I have another short paper due in a week. I'm thinking I'll do it on Lincoln, maybe. I'm not sure.

I'm hungry. So very very hungry.

I'm not terribly keen on this whole working til 7 thing.

It kinda sucks.

I like October.

The month, that is. Well, the album, too. And, yes, the song.

The point is, I like the whole overall feel of the month. It's very...

Sort of a cross between mellow and melencholy.

And I probably spelt that wrong.

I wanna go home. I miss my Tina.

So, I posted a couple more reviews. Check em out. There's even kitties involved!

Incidentally, if anyone wants a puppy, let me know.

I am the last dragon.

I built the phone boot, a couple backdrops, and most of the front of the bank for RYR. I also have some cash registers and the train tracks he runs under.

I keep thinking in terms of she with this movei, dammit.

I'm so close to being done with the Tusken movie (La Plage S'Arrange). The title is a poor translation of Shifting Sands, but when translated back to English, it says, "The Beach Arranges Itself". I think it works in its own non-working way. I just need the music so I can do the end credits, and I'm done. I'm thinking of including a clip of New Sensation by INXS (pronounced Ink-sis) for the strip club scene, but if I do, I can't submit it for the next IUSB film fest. Maybe I'll just have George come up with something or do it myself.

Once I'm done building the Yoda sets, I still need to paint some of them. I kinda don't want to, but I kinda do. I'm trying to recall all the things I ned for it. I'm gonna use my trusty wooden box for a lot of indoor shots, and possibly some outdoor ones, too. I should probably write down what I need and what I have. So far, I have:

Dammit, how do I do an unnumbered list again?

Ok, I got it.

• Cash registers for the store
• Front of the bank
• Security door at the bank
• 1 house backdrop
• Phone booth
• Elevated tracks

I need

• Store front
• Subway interior & exterior
• Father's office (maybe)
• Yoda's house interior & exterior
• Kiosk
• Casino interior & exterior
• Ambulance interior
• Footbridge
• A bunch of nuns
• Backdrops
• Street signs, poles, lights, etc.

I also need to select figures for various roles. I know for Yoda, I'm gonna use my vintage Yoda, cuz he has two legs. For Papa, I'm thinking of using TPM Yoda, since he has a nifty chair, and they're related. For Manni, I'm gonna use Ki Adi Mundi, I believe, but I may need someone more articulated, like Chewbacca. Only problem with that is I'd have to make the phone booth a lot bigger. Maybe Adi Gallia. That would avoid any homoeroticism*. And she can hold a phone, I think. For the Security Guard, I'm thinking the Bespin Security guy. For Mike the biker, I;m leaning toward IG-88 on a Tauntaun. I might change that though. For the bum, I'm not at all sure. I know I'll have C-3PO doing an Und Dann segment, and of course, the Gonk droid has to have a cameo.

*Not that there's anything wrong with that.

I've become increasingly obsessed with the Resident Evil movie. I've never played any of the games, and I've only actually watched the movie once. It's ok, I guess. A bit disorganized and random. There weren't many good segues, and the dialogue was kinda weak, but then I am a big Star Wars fan. The acting was good, and I thought the execution was good. What confounds me, though, is that I keep wanting to watch it over and over. I have no idea why. It's not because I'm a fan of Milla Jovovich. I like her acting, but she was so much better in Million Dollar Hotel and The 5th Element. Her character in Resident Evil was horribly one-dimensional, while her other characters are much more drawn out and likeable. As for storyline, it's your basic zombie movie with lots of neat effects, as well as lots of lame ones. And yet, I can't stop thinking about it. I really like this movie, and it bothers me. Oh well. I also liked Redneck Zombies and the Evil Dead Trilogy. Maybe it's the zombies.... In any event, I want to get a copy when the pricve drops on the used DVDs at Blockbuster.

I hunger.

I want sausage.

I kinda wanna have some pasta tonight. Yeah....

I finished that Y2K book. It's called Y2K It's Already Too Late. It's very bad. The guy who wrote it (Jason Kelly) had to publish it himself. It's the only fiction he's ever written, and I'm guessing whoever edited it was either a puppy or dead, because the whole thing just sucked. It also encourages everyone to take all kinds of precautions, getting weapons and dried food, making sure we all have candles and lanterns so we can read after the meltdown. I got the distinct impression that the author wanted this book to be a survival guide for the 21st century. The characters (with names like Dan Van Lan) were incredibly one-dimensional. Now, in movies, I can forgive that a bit. I mean, in a standard movie, you have half an hour to introduce and define each all your characters. With books, you have all kinds of time and space to flesh out your characters. Instead of that, the author just threw in lame subplots that had absolutely nothing to do with the story. I read all about people who had no bearing on the plot. I didn't give a damn about the characters (even when the main character's father is murdered protecting the children). I didn't care about the story. I hated this book. It was horrible. Well, maybe hated is too strong a word. It was definitely laughable, though.

If anyone wants to borrow it...

And another thing! It has a large chunk devoted to people rioting. Why were people rioting? Not because they had no power. Not because they were mad. People are just stupid and will take advantage of any opportunity to loot and kill. Right. He puts all kinds of shit into motion just because. No other reason. Just because. Everything in the book is a plot device.

And people who reviewed it on Amazon.Com were comparing it to Brave New World and 1984.

I hate people.

The way I see it, the fewer the better. Especially the stupid ones.

9-18-2

I find myself becoming more and more pro-Palestine.

Thanks, Khalil.

So, I'm thinking I'll just forget the dialogue for the Tusken movie (La Plage S'Arrange), just have music, and finish it. I need to get in tough with George. Either that or use my craptastic Yamaha keyboard.

I started building sets for Yoda Rennt. I also told my German class about it. I'm hoping tto get it done by the end of next semester.

I find my poli sci course to be more and more interesting. I never really appreciated Andrew Jackson before. For those of you who don't know, Andrew Jackson was the 7th president. He's on the $20 bill, and he looks a little like David Bowie.

So, I bought this pocketknife, y'see, and from all outward appearances, it looks like a quality tool. Then I tried using it for strange things that no pocketknife should ever do. For example, I used the bottle opener part to open a beer bottle. Ok, several beer bottles (no, they were not all mine), and it took at least two tries per bottle, and it bent. The nail file looks like someone just cut a dozen large grooves into the nail-file-shaped chunk of metal. The blade was pre-dulled for my safety. There's two saw blades, one of which looks like it's supposed to be a crude device for scaling fish, and the other would probably be much more effective as a comb. The tweezers are small and flimsy. The toothpick is also small and flimsy, and constantly falls out, unless, of course, you jam it in real good. No one's using that again. I haven't tried the can opener yet. The scissors are dull and don't fold in properly. The Philips screwdriver looks fine, but I haven't tried it. I haven't used the corkscrew either, since I don't really want it to break off in the cork. Then there's the leather punch. Ideally a leather puch is sort of shaped like a small blade with a long groove on the side and a hole, right? The one on this looks like someone got it started, but didn't know where to put the hole, and the top looked like as good a place as any. Then he went home early. Then there's the last part. It's shaped like a traditional leather punch, small, narrow, blade-shaped, only there's no groove, no hole, and it's not even trying to be sharp. It is a useless chunk of metal. I can't tell you how many times I've needed one of those. I remember going on those Boy Scout hikes, whipping out my pocketknife to rescue an injured raccoon, only to realize that the poor little Rocky's fate was sealed the day I bought that knife, because I neglected to get one with the useless chunk of metal. What in the hell?? It seems to me more and more, that this knife was a complete waste of dollar. I should have bought the green Galaxy Trooper instead.

9-11-2

First of all, I really hate the name they gave the attack a year ago. I mean, 9-11? Surely they can do better than that. We have lots of great historical events with creative names. The Valentines Day Massacre. The Attack on Pearl Harbor. Independence Day. 9-11?? Is that the best we can do??? 2 numbers. Some people call it 9-1-1, which I hate even more than 9-11, cuz that implies either calling the cops or September first, 2001. Why 9-11? Why not the Terrorist Attack, or my personal favorite, the WTC Massacre? But no, that's too hard to say. We've gotten really lazy with naming our national tragedies.

That said, I'm sick of the media coverage today. America Remembers. Ok, if we hadn't been reminded of it every single day for the past year, maybe it could be a touching tribute, but we've been hearing the exact same thing on every goddamn channel.

Ok, now that I've established myself as a great cosmic asshole, let me just rant about something else.

Yesterday, this assbasket was standing in front of the SAC, preaching about premarital sex, essentially calling all the women sluts and all the men were only in relationships for the sex. Right. I pointed at him and laughed for about a minute. He needs to be beaten.

I hate people.

So, I guess I'm gonna be watching videos tonight.

I made a point to not wear red, white, and blue.

I'm a horrible horrible Jew.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGH!!!

Someone brought a TV into the helpdesk office and turn on CNN. I really want to put my fist through it.

I hate the national anthem. It's just another bullshit yay flag anthem. They should change it to America the Beautiful. It's a lot easier to sing, and it's about the country, not its overrated symbol.

I'm a bitter person. Can you tell?

8-30-2

So.

I really haven't much to say.

I got George's old computer, and I need to network it with my Gateway.

I finished filming my Tusken Raider movie. Now I need to put it on teh computar machine and edit it. It's gonna be a lot slower than it is now, and it's gonna be in German and French, I decided, with subtitles. I haven't decided what the subtitles are gonna be, though. In any event, my goal is for it to be completely incomprehensible if you're following the dialogue.

My next project will be Run Yoda Run. I'm working on the "cast" right now, and I need to build some sets. I haven't decided yet if it should take place in Berlin or Coruscant. I think Coruscant will be easier. In any event, it's also gonna be i n German, only it's gonna make sanse. I'm actually going to follow the dialogue from the book.

Woher kommen wir?
Wohin gehen wir?
Woher wissen wir was wir zum Wissen glauben?
Wieso glauben wir überhaupt etwas?

I dig the German.

I don't dig the Americans, much.

Tina sent me an article about how a lot of people are saying the 1st Amentment goes too far. I disagree. I think the 1st Amendment is one of the best things this country has going for it. I think it's stupid to say we can't say certain things. I see this country moving closer and closer to what the founding fathers were trying so hard to avoid. I wrote a little thing on the Interference boards about it.

I have no trust in our Government.
I have no faith in the Constitution.
I have grown to despise the man that I elected President.
I have lost my faith in the Goodness of Humanity.
I have lost my trust in America.
I pledge no Allegiance to any Flag.
I do not support the Military.
I hate the Blind Followers of our Executive Leader.
I hate the Flag Worshippers.
I hate the Corporations.
I hate having Capitalism rammed down my Throat.
I hate the Illusion of Democracy that everyone clings to.
I don't believe in the Illuminati.
I don't believe that the Planet is being run by Lizard People.
I don't believe the President is a Pawn of the Free Masons.
I don't believe I'm being spied on whenever I watch TV.
I don't believe the Government is tracking my every move.
I do believe that the Government is nothing more that a bunch of Greedy, Squabbling, Infantile, Corrupt White Men.
I believe the Country needs to take care of itself before dealing with Foreign Matters.
I believe Israel is in the wrong.
I believe no good can possibly come of invading Iraq.
I hate the Government.
I hate most of the Citizens of this Once Great Nation.
I hate the idea that it is the Duty of the United States to provide Freedom and Democracy to the world, when we have none for ourselves.
I hate the People who cannot see that I have every Right to say all this and still be American.
There are better, freer countries out there. 
This is my home. I hate to see it like this.

A lot of people interpreted it as a fuck America rant, which it isn't.

I hate people.

I hate the ones who think patriotism is supporting your government no matter what. I hate the people who think that speaking out against the governm,ent is wrong. I hate the people who think the United States is the only truly free country out there, and everyone else is trying to copy us or isd looking up to us. A lot of Americans seem to think that every person in every country sees the United States as a beacon of liberty and peace. The truth is, a most people see this country as a bunch of cocky bastards who just can't get over ourselves.

There seems to be a strong belief that any other country will put you away for speaking out against your government, or any other little thing. That's just not the case. America isn't the only free country. There are freer ones out there. Americans need to wake up and realize that.

I think it was Jon Stewart (whom I've grown to respect immensely as a social critic and thinker) who said that the United States, as a massive entity, is behaving like a teenager, whilst all the other major countriesd out there are behaving like adults, and the reason for that is this country's youth. The nation is a giant organism that grows and matures. America is in its adolescent stage.

That theory makes sense, and it gives me a bit of hope that things won't always suck. It's just a giant phase, so to speak. We, as a nation, are learning and growing.

I feel a lot less angry now. Huh.

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So there.

8-21-2

I've been meaning to get on here and just go off.

I hate people. I really do. I wish death upon many that I meet. like that idiot whore who expected me to fix Insite, when, honestly, there's not a damn thing I could do. Then she berated me for being more concerned with my "game" than with helping her. For the record, I wasn't playing a game. I was looking at the Interference boards, so ha! Dumb bitch. I want you to die painfully.

I'm a very disturbed individual, I know.

Sometimes I feel like Patrick Bateman.

So, what about this whole ordeal with Iraq? Let me ask a hypothetical question. Suppose, and bear with me here, suppose China were to send legions of soldiers sweeping through the United States, wiping out our military strongholds, eventually getting to the White House, taking the president and his entire administration captive, and setting up a new socialist government and setting up a communist society. How would you react? I'm sure there are some of us who would honestly appreciate it, but, for the most part, we'd be pretty upset, even if they did all that with our best interests in mind. What if the European Union were to send inspectors to this country to make sure we don't have any weapons of mass destruction? We'd laugh them off. And yet we plan on doing both things to Iraq. I have yet to find any justification for it.

But Saddam's a madman!

Actually, he's not. He's a corrupt dictator with a giant ego.

We have no good reason to do anything to Iraq. To invade would be unjust. (For the record, I'm using Plato's definition of justice, namely, minding our own damn bitness. I know it doesn't sound profound or deep, but it works well, and it applies to any usage of the word that I've seen.) Yes, Saddam's an evil dickhead, but it's none of our business. To go to war with Iraq would be unjust in every way. The only reason to go to war with them is to appease the president's father. I think Bush needs to go. So does Cheney, for that matter, and all of them.

So I celebrated my birthday over the weekend. Tina got me a DVD player and a blanky. I love my blanky. Mom and Dad got me a motion capture card for the computer so I can work on my movies better. George got me a Nine Inch Nails video, and Joe got me a 12 inch Imperial officer. Shweet.

I made a great CD called Dampened Soul. I love it, but I haven't listened to it all the way through. It's kinda long. And the music is slow. I can dig it.

So I caught the Breakfast Club on TBS a few days beack. It was heavily edited for TV, but it was still good. I really liked it. I'd seen it once before, and it's really a fabulous movie. I should own it.

I bought the Mitchel episode of MST3K yesterday. I love that one.

Dave lent me his Invader Zim CDRs. I like what I saw, but the CDRs suck, and my computar machine can't read them most of the time.

They need to sell episodes. That'd be cool.

I need to count people.

That was easy.

I like meatballs.

I wanna buy George's old computer for editing and stuff. I have it all planned out and everything. It's gonna go nest to the VCR. Yeah...

I gotta pee.

8-12-2

I haven't rambled for a while now, have I?

I'm just tired. I wanna go home and sleep.

Sleep

Sleeeeeeeep......

I was gonna go on a tirade about how unjust it is for the United States to invade Iraq, but I just don't feel like it now. I'm not in the mood.

I wanna sleep.

I have a test tomorrow, and my paper's due. I looked over my study questions, and I'm confidant about most of them. The other 2 or 3 I'll clear up tomorrow in study group.

I need a vacation. The limitless kind, where I can sleep and be lazy and sleep.

I like sleep. A lot.

I wish sleep and eating were strictly voluntary.

I also like big soft pretzels. I'm a soft pretzel fiend. Or is that feind? I can't remember.

Meh.

Where was I?

I was gonna say something else, but it slipped my mind.

I could really do without Tara Ried. Or is it Reid?

Arrrrrgh!

I want a copy of LOTR, and I want my VCR to fucking work. It was pterry much dead this morning, and I just remembered it. I hope nothing's wrong w/ it.

Fuck!

I'm a negative nancy.

If Nancy's not gonna pay, it'll be $5.35 each.

gnuk.

Nobody has a complete list of the plush Ewoks and Woklings.

I'm very disappointed.

You can find everything on the Internet, as long as it's not something you need.

I wanna make a CD of great music to mellow out (get stoned) to.

It will feature Radiohead and Beck prominantly.

And some Passengers.

I get to go in 10 minutes!

7-29-1

I forgot to put a date on my last ramble. Darn.

Anywho, I got George the most useless present I could imagine. A copy of Rabid Grannies in laserdisc.

He's never heard of the movie, and he doesn't have a laserdisc player.

I had to read books IV through VII of Plato's Republic and write a paper over the weekend. It was tiring.

I got a vintage AST-5 Mini Rig at Casey's for 5 bucks. I got it to remind me of my dear departed grandmother. She had bought me one for my 7th birthday, and it broke several times over. I always thought it was pretty sweet. She got me that plus the ISP-6, which was also pretty badass, as well as a couple figures, Nikto and Weekway, I believe. George owns the ISP-6 now, but I still have the figures, and a new AST-5.

I finally finished my totally badass Jango figure. I was so proud of myself. I mixed a color of paint to match his clothes perfectly.

I'm hungry.

Here ends the ramble.

I've been trying to decide what the most offensive joke I know is. It's either the dead baby one or the pedophilia one. They're both pretty bad.

George's birthday is coming up. I got him a wait. I'll tell you later.

So I guess Emily got the axe. After numerous positive performance reviews, they decided she's not up to snuff. That's the library for ya. Assbastards.

It's South Park night!

I have to write a paper on presocratics. It shouldn't be hard. I just need to get started. First I need to focus. I'm not in a very good focusing condition right now. I'll start later, I guess.

So, I got this email today frome someone I don't know asking how to get someone else's password. WTF?

I wanna put up a Geoshitties site pretending to be an angsty goth kid.

Fuffy T needs a publicist.

Evidently someone moved all the printers against the wall. Not a bad idea, if you ask me. So, a lady comes up just now and asks if we just moved (I need to stop putting the letter i in moved) the printers and if they're hooked up. I tell her yes. Her nest question was, "So you just moved the printers over there, then?" No, lady. I've been lying to you. The printers are where they always were. They're invisible, now. Ugh.

I'm surrounded by stupid people.

I'm probably gonna have a student at my startup today. Looks like he signed up for it. Needs help with his page again. He's doing it in FrontPage, and I don't do FrontPage. I do HTML, pure and simple.

Oh well. At least he's a nice guy.

I want a cigarette. Not sure why.

I've been really busting my ass thins summer with my classes. I don't really do that much.

I want I want I want.

Lao Tzu said, "Have few desires."

Actually, the whole text is:

Manifest plainness,
Embrace simplicity,
Reduce selfishness,
Have few desires.

So, it's not the whole text, but still. I think it's something to think about.

It kinda reminds me of Falling at Your Feet, specifically, the part that goes:

All the information
All the big ideas
All the radio waves
Electronic seas
How to navigate
How to simply be
To know when to wait
This plain simplicity
In whom shall I trust
How might I be still
Teach me to surrender
No my will, thy will

I should really listen to that CD again.

I should watch the movie again, too.

Great, now I'm all pensive.

Time to count people.

7-15-2

I'm sick of America.

I'm sick of the hypocricy.

I'm sick of capitalism.

I'm sick of the Almighty Flag and everything it stands for.

I'm sick of the kneejerk patriotism.

I'm sick of the illusion of freedom.

I'm sick of the president.

I'm sick of the politics.

I'm sick of the constant reminders of how "great" this country's supposed to me.

I'm sick of the media.

I'm sick of the sheep.

I'm sick of the conservatism and the liberalism.

I'm sick of the barbaric justice system.

I'm sick of having to pay for the College Football Hall of Fame.

I'm sick of all the talk about terrorism.

I'm sick of having to hear about how we are or are going to be at war.

I'm sick of having to watch out for myself for fear that the evil Arabs are going to give me polio or anthrax.

I'm sick of the political correctness.

I'm sick of hearing all the same shit on the news.

I'm sick of seeing eagles and flags everywhere I look.

I'm sick of hearing that God-forsaken Pledge of Allegience.

I'm sick of the love it or leave it attitude about this country.

I'm sick of people telling me I shouldn't say all this shit because their ancestors died for this country, when the people who died for this country died for my very right to say it.

7-12-2

It's time for number one! This is it! Here it comes! Number one!

I don't know what that was all about.

I'm working on a new short film. Actually, it's another attempt at an old short film that George, Cthulu, and I did a while ago which turned out horrible because I forgot my tripod. At any rate, I started working on it again. I think I wanna go back and redo what I already have.

We (Trent, Jenny, some other people, and myself) went to Brookfield zoo this week. That was fun, although I have a blister on my foot. It was hot, though. And the dolphin show sucked.

Can I just say I really don't like Parmenides. I should add him to the list of people I could do without.

But I'll probably forget by the time I'm done with this.

I'm kinda hungry.

I should call and see what Cthulu and Jenny are doing for lunch and if I can come.

It's time to count people.

I need to think of another custom to do.

7-1-2

Wow. It's July already. Huh.

So, I got my wisdom teeth taken out last week, and my face has been hurting since. I could hardly sleep last night because of the pain. This morning, though, the pain was almost completely gone. I'm even eating solid foods again. Hooray!

I want my new hat.

I finished version 1.0 of my Tom Servo. I'm not happy with it, though. I'm gonna try again without as much Sculpey. Sculpey is too organic.

On board, I'm the captain, so climb aboard.

We search for tomorrow on every shore.

Why am I singing that?

I got a stuffed Ewok (i.e. circa 1983, Kenner stuffed Ewok) at Goodwill for half of 75 cents. What's really sad is how I found it. I was browsing around, and I saw a pair of teddy bear feet sticking out amongst a pile of stuffed toys. I immediately thought, "Gosh, those feet look familiar." I pulled it out, and lo and behold a stuffed Wicket W Warrick sans hood. It was in pretty good condition, too. I made it a red hood while I was recovering. Jenny decided it's hers. Fuffy T thinks it's his.

I also got a copy of Quake for a dollar. I've been wanting that for a while, since NIN did the music.

I rule.

I should design more T-shirts.

6-19-2

I could really do without George "W" Bush right now. And his bitch, John Ashcroft. Why's that? Because I have a real problem with them systematically eliminating my civil rights. Remember freedom of speech? We don't have that anymore. Due process? Gone. What about this so-called War on Terror? All that is is a license to invade any country, eliminate their government, and rebuild it as we see fit. Why can we do this? Because America is in charge of the world. Know what else? Just writing this makes me in league with the terrorists. I can now be labeled a terrorsist sympathiser and locked up indefinitely for the sake of national security. All because I don't support the president and his power trip.

What is terrorism, anyway? According to Dictionary.Com, terrorism is "The unlawful use or threatened use of force or violence by a person or an organized group against people or property with the intention of intimidating or coercing societies or governments, often for ideological or political reasons."

So, that means that if I'm in charge of a group of people, and I attack and kill a bunch of other people whom I have decreed to be enemies for the sake of intimidating them or coercing them into, say, unconditional surrender, I'm a terrorist? I'm still not entirely clear on this. What's the difference between a terrorist and a soldier or freedom fighter? What's the difference between an act of terror and an act of war? I think what it all comes down to, at least socially, is that whatever America does or approves of is ok.

Our esteemed president has said that the way the United States is operating with its War on Terror with the mentality of "if you're not with us, you're against us". I am obviously not with my government in its most recent of ventures, and I do not feel that my goverment is representing me or anyone else who thinks like me on this matter. If that makes me a "terrorist" or an "enemy of the state", so be it. I believe one of the most patriotic things a person can do is to voice criticism fo his or her government.

I kinda wanna move to Canada now.

Oh, and nuking Japan to end WWII was an act of terrorism, plain and simple. Deal with it.

6-3-2

I finally got a copy of J&SBSB.

Teresa's home! Hooray! I like my sister. We went to see AOTC. It was good.

Yesterday, we celebrated Mom's birthday. We got her Harry Potter on DVD. So did Joe. She's gonna return the one from him, though, cuz she loves us more.

That, and he had the receipt.

I had my bio test today. I think I did good. I can't wait until I'm done with that class, so I can smoke all that information away.

I could go for some dinner.

5-29-2

So, we had a cookout on Memorial Day. I made brats and burgers. I love brats. Mom and Dad and Cthulu and Jenny came over. It was fun.

I was pretty sore, though. We did a lot of cleaning over the weekend. I moved all my Star Wars stuff into the big closet and put the customs in the living room.

OMGWTFLOLBBQ! Teresa's coming home on Friday! She's leaving for Kosovo on the 9th, but she's still coming home for a bit! Hooray!!

I miss my sister. She rawks.

I could really do without earwax.

biology is trying to kill me. I won't let it, though! Haha!!

I haven't made a custom figure in quite some time, now. I wanna make a Lola figure, but there's really not much variety out there in female figures.

I need a vacation from all my responsibilities, dammit.

5-22-2

So good bein home!

I love AOTC. I've seen it thrice.

I hate meiosis.

Say no to death sticks.

That's really all I have to say.

Oh, and Fuffy's been on vacation, hence no noos.

5-8-2

Semester's over! I got straight A's!!

Ok, I think I need to see the doctor about my throat. It's been bothering me for too long, and I just hacked up a chunk of something, and it was dark red. I can't imagine that's a very good thing. It wouldn't bother me so much if I hadn't done the exact same thing a few days ago.

I think I'm putting too much thought into the Fetts thing.

It needs to be simpler. I still don't know how I'm gonna add sound, though. The only thing I can think of is to burn a CD with the actual soundtrack and dub that over.

cookies are wonderful things.

Everyone seems to like AOTC. I still can't wait.

Well, I guess I can wait, but I don't want to, dammit.

Wil had an interesting little story today.

I still don't know why I read that site.

So, for some reason, everything has been wantingt to print from Tray 1 this morning, and it pisses me off.

I wanna go to Wally World and buy more SW toys.

Doesn't that sound fun?

5-1-2

I have a great idea for my next waste of time action figure movie. It's about the family of a famous bounty hunter, and it's called The Fetts. Get it?

Speaking of which, I was flipping through channels last night after Star Trek, and I came across an old rerun of the Howard Stern Show. It was from back when his movie was coming out, and Ozzy was on. He had brought his little son with him. It was so weird looking at Jack when he was, like, 10. He was talking about how cool and funny his dad was.

The Osbournes is a great show.

So, I didn't have to take my German final. The instructor never showed up. I got an email from her today saying she got the days of the finals confused. That's coo.

Sometimes I hate the people who work here. Here's my morning:

7:55 - Library doors unlocked. Go into lab, turn on lights. Sit down at machine. Log in.

7:56 - I'm early. Hooray for me! Uh-oh. Mozilla and Bonzi Buddy are on the desktop. This can't be good. iMesh starts up, as it likes to do without my permission. Get a weird message saying MSN Messenger shouldn't be on this machine.

7:57 - Sign-on, check lab. Everything's fine, except someone decided to print up a bunch of information on the Golden Girls yesterday. Dump discarded paper in recycling bin.

7:59 - Open Control Panel, Add/Remove Software. Remove iMesh, Mozilla, MSN Messenger from hard drive. Get a couple illegal operation messages.

8:01 - Use Ad-Aware to get rid of that pesky Bonzi Buddy. I win. Get more illegal operation messages.

8:03 - Restart computer.

8:04 - Hey, that's not my M: drive! Shut down computer.

8:05 - Start up computer.

8:07 - Start typing this.

8:21 - Check email (finally).

So, I get to take my A106 final today. That'll be a blast.

I want a nap.

I cleaned yesterday. I think I deserve a nice nap.

Yeah.

4-29-2

Y'know, I've been working in these computer labs for a few yeas now, and in that time, I've learned quite a bit that they don't teach you in school:

Clicking on the litle picture of the diskette up in the corner when you're using Word (or whatever) means your doument is saved on your dikette.
Sometimes, in the morning, when you try to print something, the printer will say Warming Up. That means it's broken, and I need to fix it.
Pushing Print a bunch of times will make your document come out that much faster.
Not only am I supposed to fill the printer, replace the toner, count the people in the labs each hour, make sure everything's running smoothly, report any hardware problems to the help desk, and try to fix an software glitches, but it's also my job to show students how to put together a resumé, make their bibliographies look nice, download music from Morpheus, tell people where their classes are, and explain simple word processing.
I'm somehow able to go into your account and change your password for you.
Printers are also copiers, and everyone's entitiled to print 50 copies of anything they want.
I can make any web site come up, even if it's no longer there.
The stapler is for everyone, and if you don't own a stapler, just take ours. We can always just get another one.
Speaking of staplers, when you try to staple a hundred pages together, and it doesn't work, it's the stapler's fault.
hovering your pointer over aomething on the screen is just as good as clicking on it.
If you type up a 10-page paper without saving it at all, and you kick the plug out of the wall, I can get the whole document back for you.
If there's not a shortcut to it on the desktop, it doesn't exist on the computer.
No need to say, "excuse me" or anything. I'll just notice you as soon as you show up.
I work in the computer labs, so I must be a computer science major.
Saying you don't speak English is a perfectly acceptable excuse for playing cames in a full lab.
Since this is a state school, any stranger off the street should have the right to just come in and use the computers, y'know, since it's cheaper than a cybercafe and all.
It's really funny when students point out that I'm actually here (because I never take down the "Consultant will be right back" sign).

I don't have a final today. Horray.

Y'know what sucks? Waking up with a song like Cup of Coffee going through your head and setting your mood for the whole weekend.

I don't sleep. I dream.

Cthulu's come up missing. Paco can't find him. Have you seen him?

WELL???

The DuFraines are missing.

4-26-2

I sooo don't wanna go to work.

I mean, with a passion.

Maybe I'll just say the car's not working again.

Or Tina's mom is sick.

Or I just can't come in for whatever reason. I just need a reason, dammit.

I just reaalized. I've had this weird throat infection (well, maybe not infection, but it's been around for a month now, so I'm guessing), and I can't come in. I'd have to try to find someone to come in for me, though.... I only know Amanda's number, and I'm sure she's already working, but I may as well call her anyway, since I'm supposed to at least try, right?

I feel like such a Calvin right now.

I told Cthulu to get a removable helmet Jango Fett so I could make him a removable helmet Boba Fett out of one of his 300th Fetts. He pretty much said no.

Oh well.

I need a nap.

I can't wait for AOTC.

4-23-2

I made a new, fully functional stapler using two old broken staplers. I rule.

Tina totally rocks the house,

It's the last week of classes. Unfortunately, I have to work at the Morris Inn thios weekend. Oh well. It's not a bad job. It's just the whole having to work and smell the hot box.

Tina and I went to see Panic Room. Pretty good movie. I hear Scorpion King sucked, though.

Ok, so my throat's been hurtin' up a storm for the past God knows how long, and it's really starting to annoy me.

I like the Final Fantasy movie.

I'm in a pretty good mood, though. I feel kinda like Calvin on the last day of school.

Calvin rules. So does Hobbes. It sucks that there aren't any more comics.

What's the deal with Jared Leto?

Ok, I think I'm done rambling. I just don't have anything to say, I guess. I've become boring.

4-19-2

New Ramblin page!

So, I'm sittin in the railway station, got a ticket for my destination...

I wanna go home tonight and play Radiohead's Kid A, U2's The Unforgettable Fire, Passengers, and NIN's The Fragile. Yeah...

I've been in a bit of a Radiohead mood.

I could also go for some Simon and Garfunkel.

I did an overnight shift Wednesday/yesterday. I was on campus from 11pm to 4pm. Then I went home and took a 3 hour nap.

Jenny finished my satchel strap, so we took her out to dinner.

Tina's back/hip are is acting up again. I hope it's just the weather, but I fear it's something more.

So, I've decided that I'm gonna build a super Jango Fett figure when they come out. I'm not sure how, yet, since I need to actually buy them and tae them apart, but still.

I need more 3 3/4 inch figures. I'm running really low on parts. Mayhaps I'll see if Cthulu wants to go somewhere between work and work. Paco and Jenny both want customs of themselves.

I should also see if they have anymore X-Men movie figures. Those work really well too.

I really need to finish the first draft of my script. Then I need to go over and do a second draft.

I should've brought that disk with me.