I am a sinful, sinful person

I had only three periods today. One a morning period.

ALL OF THEM IMPORTANT. Gah.

The thing is, I didn't go to them. Me nots cares about cross-country. I didn't even goes up to the yabbage. God i'm lazy.

I watched lots of anime in the form of Berserk and Bebop, and realised that the outtakes of Berserk are not to be missed. At All.

Will had a Radiohead shirt on! W00t. I kicked ass in economics. And yet I suck at maths. Why oh why did I give up my quantitative abilities I don't know. I'll need to work on those hardcore for the rest of the year.

And my LIFE. *poignant music starts*

Read this for a tearful heart-tugger.

When ecology strikes!

Nighty-night...I made mashed taters! Do NOT ask me about them. I feel bad enough as it is. I will divulge later, and a bit more if you're up to it. Now I feel like real proper pyjamas that I neglect to wear and some sort of comforting food. Chocolat. To show off my sweet new ümlaut abilities, Tschüss!

Also, I just watched the C'mere video on Rage. Rage roxors! If you missed it, catch the video on the official Interpol site.

I spent 9 dollars today

or why I like my local merchants.

It goes like this: I return Chicago (Chicagi to those uneducated types) to the video place. By the way, hella cool movie. Rollicking is the best way to describe. Oh that, and um TITILLATING. Sexy yo. Anyway, I return the moofie, and then pick up first two bebop, as I wanna rewatch the series because I feel like i've missed something. Then I find out the Star Wars II that I reserved is available. I then pick up another bebop in order to fully capitalise my card. So now i've got 14 eps of bebop to watch and a 137 min long movie. In addition to like 4 eps of berserk. Outtakes are still funny.

Then I head on over to local sushi place, which I adore absolutely, due to their RANGE of vegetarian sushi. That's right, range. Not one, not two, But SIX. Mmmm, delicious. In addition to which, as I bought one, the cool dude gave me another at half price! Glee! I feasted upon sushi, then returned home.

Ice-skating was fun! I saw Piscourse. And recieved what I thought was an abnormal amount of hugs. But I don't mind, I like hugs.

Teeheehee. Piscourse. Peesh-course.

I also got a haircut. I swear to God my dad is clinically fucking allergic to long hair. He needs to see a hippie damnit.

And i'm talking about the hot girls in Chicago. There were few if any hot guys in it. Also, quite crazazy that all dancing singing and tapdancing was done by all actors themselves. Trippy.

I must go and do laundry. Tschüss!

Whisper words of wisdom (8)

I have Billy Cyrus stuck in my head. What teh? Mothers are unusual like that.

I really feel like whining. But I won't, so i'll go listen to teh Beatles and read up more on scripts.

I watch Three Colours: White. Not as strong a piece as Blue, but a good piece nevertheless. The special features are quite nifty too, the director is crazazy. Perfectionists usually are. I wanna finish the trilogy, apparently all the characters from the three movies come together.

You can tell the whole thing is a huge labour of love project by the director, and it's come out quite well from it. The multiple languages is really quite...odd. The director is Polish, speaks Polish, yet the movies are French, with the White having both Polish and French spoken. Yet only English subtitles. However, the little extra feature, called Cinema Lesson with Krzysztof Kieslowski, has him speaking Polish with French and English subtitlies. Weird.

Goddamnit. Local video store lacks last two dvds of Berserk. Whatever shall I do. Although they look prettier now.

Found the things i'm looking for, exercised a bit and am not sure why i'm staying up. I feel...sick. Oh wells, Superman will save me. Night.

Spree!

Spending, not killing.

Berserk is cool! V. Interesting. Hopefully is more awesome.

Noticing the lack of blogging, I am doing this.

Proof that there really is nothing to do in flyover country.

Some choice bits:

WHEREAS, any members of the House of Representatives or the Senate of the Legislature of the State of Idaho who choose to vote "Nay" on this concurrent resolution are "FREAKIN' IDIOTS!" and run the risk of having the "Worst Day of Their Lives!"

Go Go Idaho!

I have lots of exploiting to do with the moofies. And I most likely will go to Serenades to Psycho.

Family. Annoying. Stressful. Single words are bad sentence structure. Just say no. That is all.

...It's really not that important.

15th April, 2005. Something happened today that may or may not have much significance. It is the job of every human being to find out whether there is such a thing as an act of significance.

I forget to wear my bracelet today.

I'm not sure how to feel; I've been so far removed from my feelings that a) I'm not sure how to feel about this and b) how to feel about the fact that i'm so far removed from my feelings.

Ignoring the sticky icky gooey gooey yummy yummy metaphysics of that, the reason why itself may be something as simple as misplacement. That obviously brings up much larger questions as to whether it was just a habit or true emotional attachment.

I'll just let Schlachthaus fünf deal with it and stick it as a date in the fridge of my mind using Post-its, which I will never recycle due to the gum used in them gumming up the recycling. Granted, I really do need to recycle stuff in my brain, but I shall not. It is an endless sinkhole, constantly pumping out methane and sustaining livestock, producing more methane. I shall suffer enourmous climate change, or I can profit greatly, and keep me warm.

Long live recycling.

It is late, I am tired and I have a very quiet day in front of me. I will grab some sleep and you know, ORGANISE. That is a shameful lie which I will try and realise, just in order to confuse you people. Bye BYe.

P.S. I also just realised why my memory has been so shot recently.

P.P.S This, and the above statement, did not require to be expressed in a postscript and postpostscript, respectively. w00t, go the reference that no one will get right now.

Poison burns merrily

And keeps insects away. And clears noses.

AND KILLS. So keep it away from...nothing at all!

See, this is why Plastic (and men) rock:

" The commissioners of Montgomery County, Indiana, are entertaining the notion of selling off a patch of public property outside the courthouse for the purpose of displaying the Ten Commandments.

Response:
Sweet! Now I can buy a plot for a giant penis!

Would they sell me land that's currently on the courthouse plot, perhaps on the southeast side for a similar monument to ancient religious foundations for our society?

What about for a stunning 25 foot penis with the same foot print as their monument? A detailed and visibly engorged erection, to remind us all of our shared cultural roots in pre-historic fertility cults. Right there on the courthouse property.

No? Than you bible-thumping asshats can't have your monument there, either. "

I am so there.

Good day, even if the moofies were a little dodgy. Heehee, Dutch people. I will be hyper-productive! Will need to watch lotsa stuff this holidays.

I love Diamond. I am forming my various gods, and he is included so far. The list of Gods (who all have specialised roles and goals to play) are as follows: Chomsky, Pirsig, Diamond. Lesser Gods or "demi-gods" would include Klein and Martel. Even Tartovsky makes a cameo. I need more Gods. Not enough of them are sexy enough to procreate and leap out of thighs fully formed.

They're OLD and WRINKLED. Eww.

Creepiest job ever: Making dolls.

HELLA creepy thing that would, God and Science forbidding, never happen to me, yet creeps me out to no end: Ectopic Pregnancies.

I'm not a woman and all, despite popular and Min-taec belief, but that shit really creeps me out. Pregnancy on its own is disproportionately mentally disturbing as it is; all those icky (and nutritious) fluids. And the children, oh God, the children. They COME OUT OF YOU. There was a goddamn LIVING THING living inside of you for 9 friggin months. Ewwwww, I prefer to think of it of a form of misdiagnosed obesity.

But it's ectopic!? What, in addition to the fact that there's essential a PARASITE sitting inside of you, it's not where it's meant to be?! What the hell?! I don't think a parasite should exist anywhere inside the body, cause you know, most medical fields say so (Cept for leeches. Good old leeches.).

Yeech. *rant over*

Vaguely depressed about where my life is going. Remember kids, excessive masturbation hurts AND drains you of required body fluids. I think I know perfectly well who i'm talking to, mister hand. I don't need any backtalk from you. Or backhand for that matter.

Why I oughta. Peace out folks.

I have WarCrack.

Really I do. I'm scared.

My books roxors:

"In general, the Romans were indifferent to racial and religious differences, despite having a certain distate for unwashed, drunken Germans."

That's really all what I wanted to blog about. Carry on.

I had a massively fun day today! Despite myself, I enjoyed today immensely. Really weird. Everything was goodzors. I still haven't got that picture. Grrr, I am an angry dog. An ANGRY dog.

But, I am an ANGRY dog who was able to watch Glasshouse. Yay for me. Holidays are here, and I am looking forward to them and altering my state of consciousness, if there is such a thing. I have started reading GG&S (I shall laugh off the urge to say Jared's book, as we all know he is severely illiterate and can only communicate in sign and feeling), which is a hella cool book. World history is indeed like an onion.

Hope you're having fun. I will catch you later.

No really. I mean that. I have a net. *hunting music begins*

Tis nearly over

And people are abandoning me in droves. Like sheep or cattle.

iduck!

Exams are nearly over...Yay. I only have maths left, which I feel I will fail horribly, just due to it being maths and all. I do however have two books to read, which I will do so avidly.

Carthago Delenda est!

That's a little war chant there for all you Cato the Elders out there.

I don't have anything planned for the holidays, but the backlog of Whose line and Anime will make up for it splendidly. I have wasted far too much today. Not good.

Umm, havta study, read some more...And stuff. Tschuss.

Are we even talking about the same thing?

Talking past each other.

I'm getting complimented. Like seriously. Actual, real compliments. THAT IS FUCKED UP.

It's gotta stop. SERIOUSLY. It hasn't even been the chance crap either. I've had 2. That's right, TWO. From TWO different people. Not cool.

This is a goddamn time bomb.

Also, one thing you can't really do half-assed: bomb defusing.

My predictions are coming true, which freaks me out in an eerie, and what seems to be a discomforting manner. I am up late at night fulfilling unspoken and unwritten contractual obligations to that party of people known as friends. And no, this does not involve the maths that i'm going to do. That is different.

YAB was fun! in a generic sort of way. I'm happy, almost, if it weren't for those hidden prejudices and revulsions which I haven't been able to quash or rationalise away in a smoky puff of logic. Or faux-logic, as it stands.

Henson today! last day of exhibition. Gmail is hella cool. Google radiates Quality like nothing else, not even a radiator. That radiator has gotta a loooong way before providing me with awesomely large amounts of email storage.

I like Quality :)

Aside from that, provide me with Quality, and that is all I shall require. I bid thee Good Night.

Homeland Security is everybody's job!

I love spam. They think i'm Christian, no foolin'. Offered to hook me up with other Christian people of loose morals and questionable nature.

Lazy, lazy, almost contemptible day today. For no/some reason, I have gone forward into this long weekend really expecting myself to enjoy it. No reason why, just a feeling I will really enjoy it, despite the studying required. So far...nothing much. Enjoyment there though.

Plans should be devised for the holidays. I really need to do...something.

Note: I'm revising possible phrases for my obit. This could keep me busy. So far, 'I got nothing' is the leading contender. Speaks for itself.

Anyway, problems about sense data and metaphysical ramifications aside, have a lazy, or conversly, ridiculous over packed day. Au revoir.

I scammed New Scientist!

Bahahahaha....It's a short story. And very cute. And very simple. Teheeheeheee.

I've developed RSI! That is to say, exams have started. Had two quite heavy exams today, being Business and Ancient. Am a little concerned for Business, as I did not go as well I had hoped, but it did increase my severe hatred for the subject and teaching of it. Intrinsically evil, almost.

Ancient, however, was quite fun! The Peloponnesian War is actually quite a fun topic, and I get to discuss it up with cool people. The exam itself was easy/broad, meaning I did not finish, but wrote a lot and hurt my hand. Hurray for good topics.

I will have to visit Bob-san soon in order to both deliver the Noir and make apologies for the lateness.

TO THE EXTREME

English morrow, to which I am relatively completely unprepared, yet have enough information to swamp me over and drown me forever in cwap. I still have heaps of time, so I guess I can do ze work.

It's interesting/depressing how the essay question in Ancient was actual literary criticism, versus the shite that we get taught as literary criticism in English. Mind you, literary criticism has it's own problems (and merits, to be fair), yet what we get taught is absolute tripe. Sickening, I swear.

*sigh* Standardised teaching, again bearing down and destroying the vestiges of the human mind. Go Chomsky go.

To conclude:

Run rabbit, run rabbit
Run, run, run,
Don't let the farmer have his fun, fun, fun
He'll get by without his rabbit pie,
Run rabbit, run rabbit
Run, run, run.

And there ends the little ditty. *nighttime and sleep*

Ah! Big Scary Exams!

Tis true, flee for your lives!

Exams start tomorrow! I am...woefully confused/underprepared. Study is a fickle bitch; even more so when you have to study for two completely unrelated subjects. But after that, stuff calms down a little bit...

Or DOES IT?

It don't. English the next day, where I am horribly flooded with info. Stressing. Woah, I just thought of an analogy comparing my half yearlys to a cyclone!

It goes like this:

The first onslaught is the three big exams quickly; this is the beginning of the storm. It is also the most destructive. Then, afterwards, you have the eye of the storm i.e. 4 day weekend. And then suddenly, you have the rest of the storm in the form of three other exams! And then storm goes away, revealing clear, sunny, holidays. Woo.

I am a literary madman. Or executioner, if the hood fits.

*insert 'urban' joke here*

Need more study! Am off, after a sort of inconsequential long weekend. It was a little packed for my tastes, what with exams and all. C'est la vie little ducklings.

The more original a discovery, the more obvious it seems afterward.

I have not blogged in a while! I wonder why...

In a rut. A deep one. One that seems to be filled with water. It is wet and my clothes stick to my skin. Uncomfortable and downright annoying. Figured out a way to climb out of it, a obvious one at that, only to forget it later. Damn, nirvana shall be attainable later I guess.

After all, lightning strikes the same place twice right?

Having a good time, which may be to the detriment of Quality. Answer lies with the Quality, that is to say, me. Semantics aside, bonne nuit.

Cool things to be noticed by: 1

For example, when A&L Daily decides to change the date on the 15th of March to the Ides of March.

Odd things: Disregarding the general institutional EVIL existing today, why the hell is Wolfowitz being nominated for the head of The World Bank?

Bad things: They fucking got into the Artic Wildlife Refuge. Goddamn it. Grrrr *very annoyed* I'll kill a small child to alleviate the pain...or heighten it! *climax music*

It's hilarious to watch small children. They can be overpowered so easily, and pleased so easily. That's right, you WILL tie your shoelaces.

Someone from our school is doing stand-up on National TV! :O That is actually quite cool...and he had two of my badges! Well, now one badge, but still good. YAY!

is the name of the badge that he has.

I have work to do...Life is tiring and leaves unpleasant aftertastes, despite the heavy consumption of chocolate. Is it time for Coffee? Let's hope it isn't....it probably will come to it though :( I shall, albeit missing a pancreas or liver. Tschuss.

That's exactly the type of wooly-headed liberal thinking that gets you eaten.

I've almost watched the first season of Buffy! *gasp* I am le committed.

And Kasporov quitted! Quitter. He's now going against Putin. Expect the book to come out sometime soon. In addition, he is CRAZY.

"In his chess career, Kasparov never shied away from political battles, going back even to before he became world champion by defeating the Soviet establishment favorite, Anatoly Karpov, in Moscow in 1985.

In 1984, the rivals' first world championship match, also in Moscow, broke up in controversy after five months when Florencio Campomanes, president of the international chess federation, FIDE, stopped the match after 48 games when the score stood at 5-3 to Karpov, citing concerns for the players' health.

Karpov had led the match 5-0, but after a long series of draws, Kasparov had won two games in a row, prompting speculation that Karpov was on the verge of physical and mental collapse."

Crazazy, I tells ya.

I should do my essay...I will be sorta busy this week. Going to theatre wednesday! Yay. Should be good good. I want to blog, but TIME. I'm going to fail, and not a have a good record of it. It'll be...worthwhile. I'm getting forgetful too. It's worrying, but something not to be concerned about. For now atleast. There are worse concerns such as the not sleeping and lack of nutrition thing.

But those things all require thought and time, of which I am very reluctant to sacrifice. Oh well, I can deal with it later. Tschuss tschuss.

In addition to being elitist,

The Guardian is also funny!

Sigh, if only rape was a normal reproductive strategy in humans...

And no, necrophilia will never be normal. Ever. That's right, i'm talking to you.

Damn necrophiliacs...

I'll go around confusing people and trying to get some zzzzz's. And trying to win rabbits of course. And Interpol hates us. Correction, hates me. *sob* Nighty-night.

It was a garden with principle.

See, socialism and basketball do mix.

Lost respect for people today...I find it hard to believe that there are people who are more annoying than me. How do they do it, I do not know...I must get their valuable and juicy secrets. They seem very much like mangoes, yet I respect mangoes quite a bit...Very sensible fruits they are.

I am sick! It is frustrating. I lack contractions. G'night all.

Crazazy

or business geniuses?

Chomsky would love this.

Damn that's good business practice. Haven't seen stuff like this since the day of Ford and such. So much more elegant and insidious too.

Join us this Sunday as we delve into the sticky politics of sperm donation

Damn the ABC to its government funded hell!

Although it has thought me certain very valuable things concerning my penis:

I will never ever urinate in the Amazon River. If you do, expect to be assaulted by parasite fish who will swim up your penis and plant barbs. Here, it will puncture your skin and feast upon your blood. I kid you not, parasite fish. Big parasite fish too...they got one from a guy which was 13 cms long.

If there was ever a reason for men NOT to despoil the earth, this is one. Mother Nature sure has ways of keeping the human population in abject fear...atleast the males.

Curse this week of assessments.

I have finished watching second season of Family Guy. Hurrah for funnyness! It is quite good, and have almost finished first season of Mahoromatic...however, that is nowhere near as impressive as it is 12 eps long :P

Being cool tires you out. Supergenius out.

I'm going too. Damn mimes and their glass cubes.

Satellite poem

Woo.

Had an assessment! It was mucho scary, as assessments should be. Let's not talk about the selling-out, nor the innate frustration involved. *sigh* Unpleasant.

However, I have been reading about Godel! There's an umlaut there, as well, but I lack the prerequisite knowledge to insert it. He is a super-genius! Guess that happens when you have Einstein as your BEST FRIEND.

I don't have Einstein as a friend :(

Also been thinking about Quality, and its relevance to a postmodern mindset...It's really quite nifty. The whole idea of transcending postmodernism through the art thingy corresponds very well with Quality, which pleases me greatly. Hurrah for smart people.

Am watching Mahoromatic! It's...umm, iffy. Good, but iffy. Noir will have to wait, as I don't like watching two series at once, and Mahoromatic is the much more inviting one. I still have Family Guy to get through as well.

And i'm meant to be studying! Damn business to its profitable Hell.

Puppies are adorable. Bye bye!