Coming home for a three-day weekend, Fri-Sun

Hm...two people will see this. MAYBE. But I got up just a liiiiittle too early and I don't really care, I need something to do.

This past week sucked. THIS week will suck. Midterm in history on Wednesday and a Dramatic Personal Narrative due on Thursday. Coming off of a Calculus II test on Saturday and numerous Intro to Psych quizzes due yesterday, another of which is due Tuesday. All this while trying to meet up with someone I found on the internet that lives in the general Houston area and seems like a cool kind of person. Hopefully though, her schedule leaves her free Thursday night. I'm gonna be busy as fuck until then and interesting though the meeting may be, I really don't need the distractions until after all this crap is behind me.

So, yeah. That's my life about now. Hopefully I will be a saner person by this weekend. Hell, I might even post again. Wouldn't you enjoy that?

God, I hate calculus. It is what math would be if logic had disappeared from this world. It does not bode well for me, especially since I've got more and more of this crap to do my math minor, which is required for a comp sci major. I wonder if I should switch majors while it's still early...

I've also got a lovely paper to write tonight about Machiavelli and how he would've felt about Macbeth's rise to power and his reign. Fuck Machiavelli. I don't really care what that manipulative bastard thought, even if we could use someone as smart as him in office.

In good news, my laptop has finally returned, and I'm typing this up on it, WHILE IT CHARGES! That's so amazing for me, you have no idea. They also replaced the down key that my cat had bitten off early in the laptop's life. This pleases me greatly, so I shall spare Gateway my wrath. I'll just save it all for Machiavelli.

Anime no Kon was slow. People shouldn'tve tried to schedule it on a Friday, too many people had tests. We got to run a little bit of a DnD basic game though. Jen seemed to enjoy being the meattank of the party, while my elf sorcerer was so inept at archery, he broke five arrows on walls before ever hitting a single enemy. My magic-fucking-missiles did more damage than I did with my bow. Ah well, still no showing this Friday. Wonder if Jen'll be free to do anything.

That's my life lately, take it or leave it.

It's been a very touch and go week, too many things to list really.

The dispute has finally been settled, they sent the box for shipment, all repair costs will be covered by warranty, and I finally ship the thing off Monday.

However, movie plans with Jen fell through because, well...it's harder to get in contact with her than it is to get in contact with ME.

But Valentine's Day is around the corner! And plans are still in the making...hopefully they'll be confirmed when I actually see Jen on Monday. *cross fingers* X_o.o_X Okay, so that was a crappy ASCII crossing fingers guy. Sue me.

^-^

Well, the laptop has finally broken down. So my sporadic updates will be even further apart for the next few weeks while it gets sent to the magical land of repairs. Until then, I might update when I'm down at the computer lab in OB doing something school-related and don't wanna head back for a few more minutes.

See you all soon.

Yay! I'm blind! No, wait...

I had an eye appointment today and found out that I have not one, but TWO stigmatisms in my eyes. One's a bit worse than the other, so it makes my vision blur farther away. I'll be getting glasses on Monday.

In other news, I've made it an unofficial pasttime to sarcastically and wittingly reply to the comments of one Jack Thompson on Gamepolitics.com. It's quite fun sometimes. Sometimes, it just makes me weep for humanity...

Also, Paper Mario kicks ass. That is all.

Well, I beat KotOR II...that's about all there is to it. How was it? It depends on which part we're talking about. I wouldn't feel guilty about telling people to STOP PLAYING after the "reunion" on Dantooine. The game nosedives from there so badly, it's probably better to imagine your own ending to the game. The only sense of enjoyment I got out of it was from Darth Traya. If the game did one thing right, it was to make her an interesting character. But seriously, after beating her and watching the cinema roll, expecting something more only to be shown the typical Star Wars credits scene, I feel like Obsidian jumped through the TV and kicked me in the balls. Hard.

Next on the list is the completion of Dragon Quest VIII/starting Paper Mario: Thousand Year Door. They seem to be on the same level of silliness, but with a semi-serious plot coming out of DQ VIII. Other than that, I'll put occasional time into what I think is the best S-RPG on the market: Disgaea: Hour of Darkness. I was so happy to find that game after having lost it in spring. To give you an idea, the game came out two years ago, and used copies (which is ALL you're gonna find, if that) are still going for $45. I was told that if I so desired, I could bring up the game, case, and booklet, and they'd be sold within 48 hours, guaranteed.

Other than that, I go back to school on Tuesday, so I'll be moving back in on Monday. Back to, well, the anime club and the weirdest floormates I could think of. At least my roommate is sane, but I'm not sure about the guy moving into the other half of the suite. Here's hoping.

Well, here I am, both of you. I guess I just can't peacefully die in the blogging world. =P

While I'm typing this up, though, I might as well mention my Christmas bounty. The DS is the greatest portable system I've ever owned or even known of. I want to comment on its battery life, but it sucks me in so much, passage of time is lost on me. I want to comment on its library, but the single game I bought for it (only $20 used too) has completely knocked me on my ass. I want to comment on its accessibility to the common gamer, but it does that by itself. A $130 system with games averaging $30 on RELEASE? No reason for penny pinchers to avoid this. The touch screen and microphone work beautifully. Yelling "OBJECTION!" into the microphone during Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney is a guilty pleasure (no pun intended) I will carry with me to the grave. Pointing out the exact area in a photo that will tear down the prosecution's case is such a small thing, but it gives you a sense of interaction that selecting the area with the d-pad would not have a chance at conveying. And who knows, the damn thing may be even cheaper now that Christmas is over, not that I could wait to own one. Do I even need to mention backwards compatability with the GBA, giving it more solid titles than you could possibly finish in a year right off the bat? Any gamer, hardcore or casual, owes it to themselves to try this thing out. Only the most jaded (or the biggest graphic whores who'll continue to shell out money for the PSP, not to play games, but to watch movies) will not find the sheer enjoyment to be had in its charming titles. Just promise me if you DO get it, you'll avoid Elf Bowling like the plague itself. I don't know a retail store dumb enough to stock it, but there's bound to be one.

Mini-rant (maybe not so mini) over. A couple weeks left before my holidays are over, so I might post thoughts here about other games I got over the holidays as well. Dragon Warrior VIII and Shadow of the Colossus are on my to-play list, and Matt has just bought an XBox, so I suppose I don't have a reason to avoid Ninja Gaiden.

Don't worry, my two faithful readers. I will actually use this page to talk about small details, like my life, here as well.

01. Who are you?
02. Are we friends?
03. When and how did we meet?
04. Do you have a crush on me?
05. Would you kiss me?
06. Describe me in one word.
07. What was your first impression?
08. Do you still think that way about me now?
09. What reminds you of me?
10. If you could give me anything what would it be?
11. How well do you know me?
12. When's the last time you saw me?
13. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
14. Are you going to put this on your LiveJournal and see what I say about you?

LJ Friends Meme by coolerq

• You must tell 94 people about this game.
• Jess is the one that you love.
• Jennie is one you like but can't work out.
• You care most about steven.
• matt is the one who knows you very well.
• tim is your lucky star.
• haruka kanata is the song that matches with Jess.
• Real Folk Blues is the song for Jennie.
• Boulevard of Broken Dreams is the song that tells you most about YOUR mind.
• and Still Alone is the song telling you how you feel about life
Take this quiz

I hope 94 people read this...

Put an X in the ones that apply to you.

Would you ever...

() go out with me?
() give me your number?
() have sex with me?
() let me kiss you?
() watch a movie with me...even a really sappy one?
() let me take you out to dinner?
() drive me somewhere/anywhere?
() take a shower with me?
() be my gf/bf?
() have a fling with me?
() listen to me if I called you crying even if you were out with all of your friends?
() buy me a drink if i didnt have money?
() take me home for the night?
() would you let me sleep in your bed?
() sing car kareoke w/ me?
() sit in the doctors office with me because I didn't want to go alone?
() re-post this for me to answer your questions?
() let me give you a piggyback ride?
() come pick me up at 3 am because my car ran out of gas in the middle of nowhere?


On a completely different, much more depressing note, I put our lead trumpet soloist out of commission, possibly until after Contest. How? Completely smashed his face during a to-the-rear, slide right to the lips, split it open and chipped three teeth.

Shoot me now, because N will not let me live.

He cut himself. He fucking cut himself. He's been lying to me about it. *sigh*

My brother's seeing a counselor on Tuesday. Depression. He's obsessed over this chick he went out with and currently doesn't want anything to do with him. She still tried to stay friends with him, and now he's trying to get in the good with her constantly. And because it hasn't been working, he's got himself cut.

Fucking dammit.

Just fuckin ugh. This day started off okay, but it was a quick trip downhill from there. Woke up totally exhausted, 1st period was okay, slept through most of 2nd, nearly bombed a test in 3rd, read independently in 4th.

Which leaves band. Today was the first game day and it was an away game so we left fairly quickly. The trip there wasn't so bad. Ate at Gatti's. What the HELL are we eatin at a Chuck-e-Cheese wannabe for? We only had about half an hour too. Half an hour to serve 160 teenagers, let them eat, then get back to the buses and get into uniform. Fun.

Inspection sucked. I swear to god, if Mr. N tells me my slide doesn't cut it again, I'm gonna shove it up his ass sideways. I TOLD him last year what was wrong with it, and he still wouldn't send it in to the shop. Its not my damn fault the horn is older than I am.

Game was mediocre. We win. Again. It was such a horrible showing for the other team, we quickly got bored.

Our performance sucked monkey balls. We're gonna get our asses chewed out so bad on Tuesday. Alignment problems everywhere, tons of people missing turns, looked like a damned mess. Stupid corp bands can hide behind that shit, not us.

The trip back was awful. 50 juvenile, easily-entertained guys screaming their heads off to Ace Ventura: Pet Detective. If I hear "I found Captain Winkie!" one more time, I'm gonna fucking castrate everyone involved.

Thus, here I am, 1:30 in the morning, hungry and very sleep-deprived. -.- Thank God for three day weekends.

Saw Jess today. She's depressed because now her bf's coworker is saying she's sleeping with him and he isn't doing anything about it. I swear, if she didn't read this, I'd have a thing to say about him...but then again, she's reading this right now. Other than that, the most noteworthy event was a pep rally. We got out a bit early, were allowed to go our own way, and come back for the pep rally. I get back at school at six, about 45 minutes to report time. Matt runs up to the truck and asks me if I had his shirt. Now at this point, you might be wondering why I didn't mention him asking me to get his shirt earlier. This is because he didn't. Stupid fucktard. So at about 6:30, 15 minutes from report time, I'm hauling ass to the band hall while everyone else is on their way to the stadium. I really don't like my brother at times.

well, here it is. If you're here, I'm assuming I know you. Most likely do, at least. Might as well use my first entry to actually describe my day. Studied my ass off in the morning for a quiz in Government I completely forgot was postponed for tomorrow. Marched my ass off in band. I hate marching. Nearly slept my ass off in Aca Dec. We really need to do more in that class, its mostly individual study. All in all, my ass took a lot of crap today, which is in stark contrast as it is usually required to put out crap.