Earth Day is upon us, and some of you may not be aware that this ode to environmentalism is officially "Over the hill" this year. make sure you are up to speed with what you can do to help out Mother Earth this year. Here, i wrote a list, not influenced at all by Alcohol WHATSOEVER.
Awesoem ways to celebrate Earth day 40. By Livingdead, a true American.
Dispose of waste properly... out the car window.
chop down a tree
Huff xylene and then dump it in a creek
Dynamite fishing
Eat a bunch of hamburgers, like 60 of them
Throw away 57 hamburgers after a couple of bites
Shoot deer, take antlers, leave the corpse to rot
Smoke an Asbestos Joint (woohoo 4/20+2! Duuuude.)
Make a hairspray blowtorch
Burn a bunch of foam cups with your awesome hairspray blowtorch
Make a Slayer/Tupac Mashup CD, play it at full volume and hope the resonance kills some bacteria or something
Wrestling contest/Wet t-shirt party with 10 W40
Light a candle and read with it. get pissed off, and turn on every light in the house
Flush your toilet every 30 mintues
Buy a SUV and run over a bunch of CFL bulbs on the beach
Attach a Buick v8 engine to a chainsaw, rename it Fucksaw. (thanks cracked!)
Make a "HAPPY EARTH DAY TWO THOUSAND AND TEN" poster, using one piece of bleached white paper for every letter
Send some old electronics to a third world country
Buy a pint of Zebra Mussels and chuck them into your river
Spray for honey Bees
Make a Coffee Mug out of Depleted Uranium and give it to a friend
Turn your Heater to 88(FUCK YEAH SOME RACE DRIVER WHOOO), or your AC to 55(WHOOO SOME OTHER RACE DRIVER WHOO TOBY KIETH!)
and most importantly, remember: Holidays are about forcing everyone to do the same thing. Make sure you do your part.
Still working on that coat of paint. It's coming. I promise. then all sorts of whatever.
However, right now I would like to point out what's going on in another part of the world right now.
Actually, why don't you get it straight from thier Mouths?
Why would I support something like this? I'm not Iranian, Muslim, or even a staunch supporter of any kind of Western meddling with Mideast Politics(And we're not too good at it, anyways). But I do Love Chaos, upsetting the Establishment, And hate censorship of any kind.
So a link, for those interested. be aware that the signal is raw and unprocessed, So caveat emptor, and other latin phrases apply.
The Apple IIe was the pinnacle of computing for at my grade school and high school. From Kindergarten to 11th grade, these computers were used to teach the kids at Christopher all about the exciting world of technology. Yes, you read that right. My graduating class had one year of practical use on modern computers. I think the most usage we got out of it was playing snake byte and programming screen to print out something over and over until you forced a break in the routine. i had my own fun with an emulator once, long ago. I need to find another emulator and come up with more shit like that.(EDIT: Thanks for the update Bill, link is now changed) Anyway, to the story i have selected for you today.
When I was in second grade, my reading teacher, Mrs. B, would allow anyone who finished thier work early to play lemonade stand on the computer in her room. Being a kid who had only a lowly atari 2600 at home(Nintendo was the cool thing to have, and I was essentially the last kid on the block to get a NES), the prospect of playing with what was essentially a giant toy was overwhelming. Alas, I was slow in completing my work in class, so most of my time was spent at my desk, watching Nathan Rice(more on this little prick later) and someone else play lemonade stand. This sucked, and I wanted to have a chance to play that goddamn game. So one week, I took all my shit home and studied my little tubby, fat heart out until I could recite all the pronouns and thier various uses to a second grader in my sleep.
On the day of the big test, I raced right through my test, knocking out all the questions without a second thought. I knew they were right and I didn't need to waste prescious computer playing time checking my answers. After scribbling my name on the paper, I looked around at my peers. Ha. they were all still working on thier test. I'd have at least 5 minutes alone before some asshole finishes up as well and I have the share(I had a few problems with this being an only child, so I'm told) the computer with them. I marched my proud self up to the teacdher's desk, handed in the test, and politely asked Mrs. B. what I thought was rightly mine for this period.
"I'm finished with my work. May I play the computer now?"
"Mike, you haven't used the computer all year." She mused. "You wouldn't Know HOW to even use it!" a couple of the front-row kids had a laugh at this. Much like the time Nathan Rice put a tack in my seat and everyone in the class but me knew about it, and I didn't feel it at all because I was a fat lil porker. Everyone had a laugh at that, including the teacher. Also, she let everyone pinch me on St. Patrick's day because I didn't wear green. Christ, I hate her and that class. Small wonder I grew up such a misanthrope.
So while I stood there, dejected, a couple other kids came up and handed in thier work, asked if they could play the computer, and she let them. I guess I had miscalculated my peers by a few minutes. also, i wasn't as important or as cool as them.
I wanted to tell this story as a way of saying "fuck you" to my old reading teacher for basically saying I was too stupid to use the computer back then, and gloat over the fact that I know more about computers than she ever will, despite her lack of encouragement. Also, I ended up having her again in the 6th grade, where she constantly bragged about her homeroom kids that were so goddamned special because they were in band and they appearantly pissed solid gold, were going to change the world, and pulled hijinks that normally she would punish anyone else for but they were special and it was funny, so she didn't. Meanwhile, the other two 6th grade classes were pure shit and got in toruble for sharpening our goddamned pencils. If there is a personal hell for me, it will be repeating grade and junior high school for infinity. But after all that, you know what? Fuck this. Apparently, I need to go make a "People I'm going to kill" list. I'm gonna go find my lipstick.
My Grandmother(Gma in the hood) has long been a silent sufferer of my antics. Often, she would just look with slightly disinterested eyes and ask "what the fuck is wrong with you?" as I would do something undoubtedly stupid, such as running through the house(not always clothed), singing like I just became a member of Jonestown asking where the windex is. She makes up for this by hating everyone in the world, With the exception of three people:
1. Jason the ultra-conservative(and even then, she once thought that he, being about three years my senior, was suppling me with liquor when i was a freshmen in high school). She would often remark why I couldn't be more mild-mannered like him.
2. Bundy, who she liked because he was a "good 'ol boy", and that meant a lot for someone whose hometown was Olmsted. She would often remark why I couldn't me a bit more in touch with my country roots like he was.
3. Brandocrap. I have no idea why, either.
Outside of them, She had not much else but a constant stare and a sneer for everyone else, including me. It took me the greater half of twenty years, but I think I finally won her over(as opposed to the aforemented three who had almost no work to do to win her blackened heart).
Anyway, me and Gma have always been a source of entertainment for each other. She would tell me stories and I would curse like a sailor and throw a fit while she would watch me play video games. During my less profane times, we'd simply watch TV and good times were had by all.
The point of this backstory is because today, Gma Dropped a bomb on me.
I was sitting down at the kitchen table eating some waffles with her and Moms, when I get the bright idea of giving myself a syrup beard. Mom, long used to my antics, took the syrup away before I could enact upon such a plan, claiming that we would be "out of syrup" for her vile and disgusting pancakes. (Ladies, the line forms to the left. No pushing, please.)
"There's two whole bottles in the pantry, genius. I could drink that bottle and you'd never be the wiser. Now give it back so i can make myself look like the Blackbeard of Molasses."(again, Line's on the left.)
Between me and Moms bickering, Gma pipes in. "Don't Drink that Syrup! You'll give yourself worms!"
Huh?
She continues to explain to me that that's how Dogs and Cats get worms, and that I'll give them to myself if I drink a whole bottle of syrup, a la Supertroopers. Whilst trying to explain to her that worms are picked up differently, I asked her if she also thought that mice came from dirty rags.
She looked at me like I just said the stupidest thing in the world, and remarked "That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard. I can't believe you went to college."
In other news... well, you're not ready for that yet. We'll save that for another update.
Yesterday, I was at work. A teacher from my alma mater comes in, looking for a movie for her kids. "One with either Reptiles or Amphibians. you got any of those?"
"Unless we have Any Nat Geo Movies, I don’t think so." I look to the manager, as she shakes her head no.
"How about this one? This Has a Huge Amphibian in it! and it’s Rated PG-13, so it can’t be too nasty for the kids, right?"
This is the movie she picked up for her class.
Does anyone see the problem here? Here, I’ll spell it out for you:
IT’S A FUCKING SHARK.
Now, I don’t really expect anyone, let alone a High school "Special Needs" Teacher, to know the difference between Osteichthyes and Chrondrichthyes, but as a teacher, I would hope that you’d know that Sharks are a Godamned Fish and not an Amphibian. Let me Reiterate that for you.
SHARKS ARE NOT FUCKING AMPHIBIANS!
I won’t even go into the whole "Shitty sci-fi movie as a legitimate teaching aid" angle that should be rather appearant. might as well teach them to be Ditchdiggers.
From now on, I’m just going to say that I graduated from a School in Southern Illinois and not specify which one.
In other news, there’s stuff going on, which I will talk about later tonight. I’m gonna go get some Radiata Stories time in. I got a backlog from the last couple of weeks, most of which is probably forgotten, but i’ll try my best to recreate the magic.
what to write... what to write. Brandon's doing good in delaware, Called me tonight to confirm that he isn't living with a bunch of hippies in the Pacific Northwest. Jason's in his new house, and i don't know about anyone else. I seem to be a social leper these days. Suits me just fucking fine.
School? huh? what's school? hahaha you're funny. why yes virginia, i am up this early so i can go to school. I'm also a millionaire who lives a low-profile life, you know. and i have horns on my penis.
anyways, i just thought i'd update. you're prolly tired of seeing how awesome my weekend was, and it really dosen't apply anymore since i'm back here in this shithole of a town and falling back into the same shitty grind that has been driving my absolutely fucking insane for most of this year.
anniversary update in three days. I'll probabaly be drunker than shit too when i post it. word of warning for those who like to see "happy" stuff: Just stop coming here, already. there's more than enough "Happy" in the "guilty parties" Section.
I Failed the lab practical... didn't do so hot on the lecture test either. been home all day becuase i have no gas and i'm twelve bucks in the red on my checking. so, not only have i missed the classes i usually go to(haven't been to a chem class in three weeks), but i missed the first day of class for my eight week course.
you know what, though? Fuck it... None if it matters. I feel like a goddamn idiot in class. Maybe i can't do Zoology either. Maybe i really didn't deserve this second shot at SIU. Maybe my life isn't worth as much as i once thought. I should be motivated to go to class, but i'm not. I'm doing miserably in school and i don't really give a damn anymore. I have nothing to prove anymore, so why keep it up? I'm like a ghost there anyway. I've talked to one person(who i didn't already know) since the beginnning of classes, and i made damn sure to piss them off so they wouldn't talk to me again.
everything, in a word, sucks, But i can only point the finger at myself and accept this life as punishment for the things i've done. I can't talk to anyone about this, becuase all i hear is the same thing over and over.."it's not the end of the world", "things will get better", and "stop being a drama queen about it". Hey, i'm glad your life worked out in whatever way so you can say that, but it didn't for me. i don't need or want absolution. I failed, and i will make sure that i pay the price.
here's a hell of an article that highlights the great things about living in Southern Illinois. i'm so happy it didn't make it on any national news or anything...
Anywho, not much to tell really. But i did see a pretty cool quote in the chem lab that i think kinda hits the nail on the head concerning the pending tuition hikes...
"Trust me, I know what's best.
I need A seven thousand Dollar Desk." -Wendler
I'm probably bastardizing it, but you see, i have to get into and out of class Quickly at Neckers, For us Life Science and Physical Science Kids get along like Bloods and Crips. I'm sure you all will understand.
anywho, short update. sorry, but i hope this makes up for it. Gonna head to work soon and then Yet another Weekend of drinking. Woohoo!
the Party didn't go as expected, but still had a fun time regardless.
hoping for a C on my Chem Test. shoulda studied more. oh well.
What else to write about?
not much. month's half over. it's just like mast month, and the month before, and so on. pretty soon the year will be up before we all know it. whoopee.
blah. time for work soon. let the mind-numb commence. better to be numb than to think. thinking still hurts.
"Do I look like I want to join something that Drips of Homosexuality? No thanks. get some freshman to be your flunky."
"jeez, someone needs laid..." he snickers As i'm walking away...
i turn around...
"Well, At least when i DO get laid, I won't need Date Rape Drugs or have my buddies waiting in line."
I love college. i'm making so many friends with my winning personality, it's not funny.
Anyways, not much to say. I realy did mean to update before now, but you see, my intarweb was shut down for a while as i was a bit late in paying the bills. but all is well now folks, and you thre readers probably need something to read for five seconds.
anywho, it's friday night, and i'm bored. I'm gonna find something to do and hope to god i don't end up in a field again.
Read and Laugh, if you've got the time. Starring everyone's favorite Zany Dictator!
School is interesting. Chem isn't too bad so far. Walking from Neckers to Life Science kinda sucks, but at least i can smoke a cigarette on the way.
Got metroid Zero Mission(finally) to help pass time between classes on campus, and i'm already stuck. My gamer Skillz are beginning to tarnish, methinks. i remember when i wasted a whole summer of my youth just beating the shit out of this game over and over, and now nintendo had to go and change shit up and totally screw with my program. Damn you, Nintendo.
I May or may not get one of these. I need all the bonuses i can get. I'd rather get one of these and use the line from this one that became today's Subject line.
not much, but enough for now. My ass is tired from the day of school and A hard day of slacking off With Front Mission 4.
I'm late, and after dealing with not one, but TWO "woody Shuffles" in one day, i am now registered, enrolled, and starting classes tomorrow. I don't have any books, the teachers will probably hate me for joining so late, i've already lost my new student ID card, and not only do i not remember what buildings these classes are in, but i can barely remember wht classes i signed up for. there's a chem class, some Zoo classes, and a Library Usage class.
but that's neither here nor there.
anywho, i'm gonna try and go back to a more daily updating like i once did. So if you haven't been scared off by my sporadic whiny self-depreciating updates, i hope to see you around. I can't completely promise it, as i'm still going to work two jobs as long as i can as well as go to school. this is most likely a formula for disaster, but fear not: I won't be faked out by the allure of money so much that i'll give up school twice.
Confidential to Terez: For a Beer, I'll slap that Card in. Bring it over friday.
Confidential to Slowbek: you're a Drive-up Nazi.
Confidential To Eraser: Please don't piss in my shoe. Don't eat it, either. and Stop rubbing your white hairs on my shirts. thanks.
Read/Watch/listen/Play
In the shadow of the Gargoyle, Neil Gaiman, Brian Lumley, and Various Authors.
Moontrap, Walter Koenig, Bruce Campbell.
Good News for people who Love Bad news,Modest Mouse.
your appeal for special consideration for financial aid eligibility under the Satisfactory Progress policy for undergraduate Students at SIUC has been reviewed by the financial aid office.
Your SIUC transcript, letter of appeal, and any supporting documentation submitted have been evaluated for evidence of progress towards a degree. Your FAILURE to meet the minimum requirements of the satisfactory Progress Policy has been judged to be the result of mitigating circumstances.
Your appeal has been APPROVED beginning summer semester 2004 to give you the opportunity to improve your progress by the end of Spring 2005 to comply with the SIUC satisfactory Progress policy.
“He who fights with monsters should take care lest he thereby become a monster. For if you gaze long enough into the abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.”
-Neitzsche
i like that quote.
"the back will snap from burdens of envy
And I'll forget the mould who set me
I'll love it, and shove it from proof to trial
Because I carry the weight of denial"
-Ruby
I like those lyrics too.
I passed my classes, And I have my Degree. SIU is screwing around with me though. I may or May not be going this fall. If i don't get my financial aid, i can't go this semester. i have an appeal in, so we'll see how that goes.
either way, i'm preparing. I took on a second job back At the Barrell. between that, Working at what is now called Silver Screens, and doing some odd jobs for my old boss pooh, I'm not doing much else. Keeping busy right now is good. It gives me less time to think about things.
I'm seeing someone at the moment. Pardon me if i don't sound too excited about it, but i have a rather dim view of things pertaining to relationships these days, for obvious reasons. things are okay when i'm hanging with her, but when i'm not, i have time to think. I struggle daily with the thought of just ending it, just to spare her and me the inevitable end. My mind says "Let it ride and see where this goes. Nothing ventured, nothing Gained, Right?", and my heart says "There's only room for one in here, pal. You still haven't let her go, and you're never going to give someone a fair shake." So i just stay in this limbo. but since i'm keeping my nose to the grindstone, i don't have to think about it.
Ahh... good ol' Busch. You help me dull my senses in times like these, make me think less about things, or make me numb to them. when i don't have my nose in the books, or splitting time between two jobs, i can use you. and when you get me drunk, i can stumble off into my bed, and sleep knowing any dreams about the things i don't want to think about will not be remembered.
then i can wake up, wash, rise, repeat.
and since i'm now drunk... here is an excerpt from my offline journal becsause, well why the fuck not?
sometimes, at night when i am on the border of consciousness and sleep, i can stil hear her rhythmic breathing when she was asleep. And for a moment, i know a sense of true peace. The kind where everything's alright and it was all a bad dream that i just woke up from and i'm falling back asleep. and My hand slips over to her side of the bed only to feel a cold pillow. True peace for me is gone. The only Peace i know is the dead calm that results after tearing myself apart emotionally. Self-destruction: it's not just a catchy term, It's a way of Absolving myself.
Scored 103 on the stats test, and got my USB card working again, so i once more can webcam, use my mp3 player, and Program the moon with my ti-83.
on top of all of this, i got my hangout on all day long with all kinds of different peoples.
want to type more, but i got another math test i need to get some sleep for so i can rock it like a hurricane. got a somewhat amusing story about the events that transpired friday night, but i shall save it for the morrow.
if you were 14 and she was your teacher, would you hit it? and if you were her, would you be all over the net?(scroll down a bit)
small update, i know. but summer school's wearing this boy thin with the 6:30 wake up calls. enjoy and look for another one soon.
not much to say today. glad i can eat solid foods now, i did forget to mention that in the last update. also got to drink, too. went to STL yesterday and had a blast drinking mexican beer with Slowbek, showed up at pretenders to meet up with Hooter and her boyfriend. then went home and went to bed.
The TI-83 plus, long my evil aide in helping me cheat my way through a math class, is becoming ever more useful. i have learned certain things, thanks to my stats teacher that may truely allow me to Program the moon one day, should it ever start spitting out weird ass numbers that can only be solved using standard deviation, box and whisker plots, and stem and leaf displays.
useless fact: McMurdo Station has an ATM. more interesting but totally useless facts can be found Here.
and if you're really bored, go push a button.
anywho, i gotta get ready for work so i'll leave you to your musings.
I have acquired what i wanted in movies and music today. i will be pissing my pants tonight when i sleep and my AlienS DVD set magically come alive and stab me to death with thier acid tongue-mouths.
in other news, i have a surrogate brother, who is now living with me and going to school down here.
I hold steadfast that my lab partner needs to start taking lithium, and just realize the fact that God hates her mother, if in fact that all those ailments she claims her mom has are real. she's one of those "i've done it all and then some/i've got a shitty life and then some" type of girls who, no matter if you were the only one who rode a pogostick all the way around The Martian Polar caps, she'll insist she did that three years ago naked wilst drunk. this is also the same person who thinks that she is smart becuase she dates some guy in Student Senate.
And another thing: If you post something on the internet, telling someone to not look at your site because you don't like them, it's not thier business, whatever the reason is, is akin to walking out in public nude and them claiming sexual harassment becuase all the frat boys are lining up to Train you. Newsflash, Corky: IT'S ON THE GODDAMNED INTERNET.
this update sucks, i know, but there was some server trouble.
Confidential to R_Flatt: You need to come around more often.
For all the dirty Welshman out there... Represent.
Anyways, I am sitting next to my Friend Jenny Mad Mad in the Compy 386 lab talking about various things until i decided to Plug my Ears up with some MP3 hotness.
So... about this rainbow Animations, that Cracka's got up... I thought i saw horrible horrible things before, but no... Ducktales is forever ruined. If there is to be a happy ending in having forever fucking up my Childhood, it's that the song that plays at the very end of the Animation was awesome, and i found it. by now, i think i've played it about twenty-five thousand times.
Anyways, let's see what i can bitch about today, shall we? I really should be catching a nap, but that's what Math class is for.
A long time ago, I used to be in the Emulation Scene. it was good times, as it meant getting to play all the old games i wanted to for free. There was no intentional Harm in it, or anything like that. I got introduced to quite a few games by way of emulation. it's how i found out the game of that cool Star Wars game i used to play in the barroom when i was three(mom was a bartender, and it was the 80's, when no one accused everything of being morally Corrupt). times were good, and games were easy to get.
Then, some Jackhole had to go and Make an emulator ro an existing System(it was the N64) and nintendo got all kinds of pissed. They went and formed some stupid Corporate Software Equivalant to the RIAA(not quite, but i was stuck for an analogy) which helped get The DCMA Bill pushed through, which, if you have been keeping score for the last couple of years, has totally fucked up finding anything on the web.
anyways, The Emu scene was awesome good times, but nowadays i just stick with the Real stuff-Old consoles, games, and whatnot. Not so much becuase i fear legal Reprucussion, But my Controller on the Puter Sucks these days.
anywho, Sorry for rambling on about Tech Geek shit that a lot of you don't care about. I just miss the Days of NESticle and Genecyst. Good times, good times.
Oh, I gotta drop one more link(props go to The Lady for this find) Because STD-ster is teh hotness. if i ever learn how to program P2P Applications(not likely) or get a bajillion dollars to blow on Women and Crack(also not likey), I'm going to create(or have Created by someone who knows how) and create BradongSter. Becuase it's something the world needs.
Dawn of the dead TOMORROW, fuckers. Watch it or be left behind when the Zombie Apocalypse does happen!
I walk into My Ecology Class, and What do i see? A Teacher Evaluator. Seems that someone else Has not been too impressed with the fact that We're halfway through the semester and
1. Have Taken ONE test
2. Have Never done ANY sort of Experiment
3. Have Only Moved to Chapter Three
4. Has only rattled on about anything I already learned in my Earth Science classes. I know Ecology is an Interdisciplinary Science, but you gotta Wonder a little bit about what we're supposed to focus on when the course is Named "Plant and Animal Ecology."
The sad part? Teacher didn't even make an attempt to change her style to cover herself. Maybe she already knows that she's gonna be canned at the end of the semester. Oh well. Go back to studying for your Master's, Teach.
Anyways, after that fiasco, I decide that I need to go and spend all the money that I don't have yet and Head on over to Best Buy to see what kinds of goodies I wanted. Not suprisingly, I wanted to buy the entire store. after killing about an hour in there, I decide to come back to school BUT (dun dun duhhhhh!) i ran into something that Made me furious!
As i was driving out of Best Buy, i got stuck behind this chick in a BMW X5(the SUV That they Make, help me out here if it's the wrong model). The combined show of reckless Dino-killing combined with the haughtiness that Just comes with Driving A Beemer, Made Me sad for the person.
And it was right about then that i saw The License Plate ringer that read "Like what you see? Call 1-800-YOU-WISH".
So, What do I do? As always, I chose the high Road: Cutting across the entire parking lot and Beat her to the stop sign that leads out to The highway, and let her suck on my 4-banger exhaust fumes. I'm also 25, by the way, in case you were wondering.
Now that the Net in general has serious doubts about my Impulse Control, Let me Leave you with a Deep thought about Higher Spiritual Powers.
If you believe in a higher power(s), that's cool. But I'm willing to Argue that The Power(s) that Be are not Just And righteous. Why, Do you ask? It's simple: There are five, count 'em, FIVE Air Bud Movies. The same people went on to create another Animal playing Sports Line called Most Valuable Primate. And Don't forget MXP becuase, like, it's MVP, only it's Extreme, dude!
No, my friends, there is No just and fair Being when stuff like that Exists.
now if you will excuse me, i'm going to go wash my eyes with Boiling Bleach.
Jumping jesus on a Jerky Stick. I've never had so many people jump down my throat about writing a crappy update. no sooner do i get off the ohone with the Lady after she had something to say to me about "getting out of a blog update", i check my hotmail, and lo and behold... 6 messages about my "lack of updating skillz". goodness, god forbid if i might, you know... make a short and sweet update.
So, If it will Please the lot of you that decided to write in to my email and complain, here is a special update, just for you.
first off the charts... here's an intersting story about my Former employer and how they ripped off some lady. makes me wonder if Daddy's Little Fuckhole was working there.
Speaking of DLF, i heard a story about him tonight from one of the customers. appearantly, after my departure from the store, he got mouthy with a customer, who promptly popped him in the face in the store. customer got Banned, and the thief got 17 stiches beucase of his cocksureness. I dunno how true that is, considering the source also once told one of my friends that he was being watched by Gangster Snipers, but we'll find out once I put in a call to Pepper.
Do you know what irks me? there's a knocked-up chick that works in the Biology Tutor Lab, that decided to help me out on some extra credit i was doing. She helped me out becuase in the middle of working on said extra credit, she came over and popped out the CD-ROM i was using to complete said work, thinking that the program would still run.
after i nearly snap at her that she just crashed my program, she hands it back, and looks at the question i was on. "oh, The answer's A for that question" she says.
"uhm... No it's not." i knew the answer becuase right before she decided to pop out the CD, i had just answered the question from the information given.
"yeah it is. I got the key right over there." said in a manner-of-factly voice, ready to pull out her "i'm 18, i can make babies" defense with hard proof.
"No, it's not, and i don't care if you got the key."
"look, i can go get the key-"
"Lady, Did you even Read the Question? What the Hell do you think Binds to Guanine? Uracil? ATP? Frog Semen?"
with a huff, she walked off. and i fully expect the evil eye burnination from her next time i go and hang out in there.
So you see, this is what pissed me off. I tried all goddamned semester to get a job in there, and they never even gave me a callback when the granddaughter of the Life Science Chair Dept decided in the same week she got hired that she didn't want to tutor Bio students.
don't even get me started on the fact that i had more bio credits than her to begin with.
anywho... Other than that, not much to tell. I'm trying to save my energy for the weekend, which is sure to take off another five to ten years of my liver life. speaking of which...
so, what's worse than having a Teacher who dosen't know shait about Ecology?
A chemistry Substitute teacher.
to be fair... he was cool, and actually taught me something, to which i shall pass onto you, those not in the know: the color of Blood is determined by what metal is in the plasma. Humans bleed red(iron), while squid bleed blue(copper). maybe i'm oversimplifying it, but i thought it was cool nonetheless.
I thought i'd hammer something out right now, since i'm pissing off a lot of people by not doing somthing productive on one of the few computeres that still have net access. seem's half the lab is down, and after floating around for like 15 minutes, i finally scored one that i could use.
so anyways, we could go on and on about how Lord of the Rings smashed the shit out of everyone else at the awards show, but i honestly don't think any of you are going to care. at least, you'll care less once you hear about a little nugget i have picked up.
Behold, puny Humans: GTA: San Andreas. let me make a few return spaces whilst you drool.
I can say this at least: it's about goddamned time.
somthing else that has been out of the limelight for a while... a new Teen girl Squad!. Damn, i have missed these ladies. i can't tell if it's piss-your-pants-funny, since the speakers on my compy don't seem to work at all. I always seem to get the bum 'puters.
I'll tell you this much... it looks hilarious. can't wait to hear it.
anywho... not much else going on. were i home right now, i'd probably be able to tell you more about Stuff going ons. But, I have a Biology Club meeting today, and thus, why i am still at the school. If i were smart, i would have brought my Gameboy and crashed out somewhere for a couple of hours. But where would that leave you, herr reader?
oh yeah... here's something.... Check out this website for furry-fuckers lite. I think you'll get a kick out of the picture that loads. the good news? at least thier Acronym is kinda cool.
the bad news? they might as well just go ahead and call themselves PETA, becuase thier logic is just about as goddamned Retarded.
and just think what it would be like if This was nationwide college policy. there'd be a lot more BDSM junkies going into postsecondary education, to start.
and finally... since i gave such a crappy update yesterday, here is some interesting info about the imfamous Leap Year. I'll give you a little nugget for free: It took The Papacy 359 years to issue an offical Apology to Galileo.
seriously. people should be made to party on this day. what better reason than to party on a day that only comes once every four years? i think that's a much more valid reason than say, cinco de mayo, or mardi gras.
alas, no one listens to my grand, yet simple, ideas.
anyways... not much to talk about today, but i wanted to get today in becuase i love you, my darling readers. i really do. and i'd love you all the more if you would help me in my crusade in getting this day to be a national holiday. seriously... if people can get International talk like a pirate day, we can do this.
So, first off, thanks for all the advice. your comments are always welcome. yes, i even appreciated you, my lone emailer, you and your horrible spelling and asinine "U got wat you deserv" reply. thanks from the bottom of my heart.
Now that i got out of my system, allow me to dole out a bit of a story for you on another matter entirely.
I'm taking a micro Class, and today we had yet another Serial Dilution experiment. seeing that i have yet to do anything productive in lab thus far becuase of one particular lab partner, i decide to wrest the pipette away from her and go about putting hydrogen peroxide into nutrient broth. my other lab partner is busy doing other stuff, and the basket case that is my other lab partner feels so useless that she decides to start picking up the untouched test tubes containing only the Broth, and shaking them around. I decide to ignore her pretty much useless motions and go about pipetting.
after putting in the Peroxide into one of the test tubes that she already shook, i started shaking it around in order to get the solution mixed in with the broth. this is where her brillance kicks in.
"you don't have to do that," she says. "i already mixed them."
"no, you didn't, I just put the peroxide in there, they're not mixed yet."
"yes they are. i shook them already."
"that's not how you do a serial Silution." I said, thinking this was common sense. "You Can't mix a test tube that has only ONE component in it. you swish it around AFTER you put in the hyrogen proxide."
"I KNOW." she replies in her 'i'm-18-i-can-do-what-i-want-cause-i-can-make-babies' voice. "you can shake them up and it still takes several minutes before they get mixed up properly. I'm just getting the mixing started."
"whatever." i finish out what i was doing, put down the pipette, and walk out of the room.
Folks... if this dosen't make much sense... let me put it this way... when you make Kool-Aid, do you stir the water BEFORE you add in the Sugar and Flavoring? becuase, according to the brainiac in question, you do becuase it starts mixing before you even put the other ingredients into the water.
I'm sorry about bitching about what basically amounts to a pissing contest over who's right and who's wrong... but seriously, do you want this chick taking your x-rays? with the kind of rationale she's displaying, she's liable to give you a lethal dose of radiation because it would take a picture and cure you of any cancer you might have at the same time.
People like this scare me that they're going into the medical field period.
anyways, that was my day. that, and playing some Dynasty Warriors 4 with the Unknunkie. You can thank A< href="http://www.koei.co.jp/">KOEI for such a late update. while your at it, tell them to get busy on making a new Uncharted Waters game.
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