so I'm watchin' Eleventh Hour, and they say (and I know this is tv and much of the science is effectively magic beans) that hydrogen sulfide gas puts the body into suspended animation. And this, in the way that Ted Williams' -literally- disembodied head is in "suspended animation" while frozen solid, may be the case. But hydrogen sulfide does two things to humans- at less than 10ppm, rotten egg smell, and somewhat toxic. More than 10 parts per million in air, it's effectively odorless (since your nose is overwhelmed and gives up) and actively toxic. No Space Travel Miracle Gas (tm), though.

So. science rant for the day... You're welcome. Yeah.

The last few days I have had an insatiable urge to go somewhere. Somewhere far away and green. I don't know what, in particular, brought it on. Yesterday, it seems like everything I did dealt with German. I spent a chunk of the morning reading a technical paper in German (simply because it was provided to me, and I got... nothin' else to do), had German food for lunch-- I was in the mood for Spaetzle and was distinctly disappointed when the lil' place didn't have it; and 99 Luftballons came on the CD player on the way to lunch.

Anyway. I want to go someplace way far away. Someplace that gets DARK in the evenings. Someplace where they talk differently, do things differently, and there are scenes and cool things to see. I don't just want to go to the beach someplace, I don't want to go on some random cruise ship-- I want to go SOMEWHERE. Ireland looks awesome. Scotland would be cool, I'm sure. Someplace where I can get away from things that I know, for a few days. It will be good and comfortable to come back, I know. But for a few days, I want to get out of what I can see in the US. I want to get away from the heat, I want to get away from the pollution... I want to get the hell out of here.

And I don't think that's a viable possibility for... shit, like a year. Rgh. I hate-- seriously, I do-- that the vacation policy for my company is what it is. And my allotment for next year is already being spoken for. Not cool.

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part of me needs to figure out how to relax and not be in a hurry all the time. I don't LIKE just sitting someplace. I don't LIKE sleeping until noon, any more. I have shit I'd rather be doing. I just have a hard time putting my finger on WHAT. I'm getting impatient with things again, and I can't have that. I don't like that.

Maybe getting this out of my head will help.

Certain phrases-- common phrases and idomatic things, are particularly useful when said correctly.

HOWEVER:

"Far and few between" (backwards, way to fuckin' go) and "Objects one, two, and three are single, double, and triple, respectfully" (just plain wrong, asshole)

THOSE MAKE ME WANT TO MAIM SOMEONE. Wanna use idioms? G'head, just do it correctly. (just sayin')

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other than that, I have been having an out-freaking-standing week. I get to see friends and Nicole tonight, and more friends for the rest of the weekend. I'm seriously excited. About two hours and I can jet. WAHAHAAAA. (er, yay)

I swear, if there were a way to make netspeak-in-email go away, I'd do it.

(short of shooting people that use it, cause that's unacceptable, and hard to conceal, really)

Things like "ur" instead of "your/you're"? it's FOUR keypresses more to do it right. Not. that. hard. (except for in the "IM IN UR BASE" things, I'm easily amused by those...)

and I swear to God and Pete and everyone, the dude who invented the "LOL" abbreviation.... oooo....not good.

Went to church this morning at a Methodist church down the way. Good stuff: the rememberance for all the people from the church who'd passed, punctuated by handbells between each name. Sort of like Aggie Muster, in a way. And it occurred to me at one point the whole "every time a bell rings an angel gets its wings", too. Sermon was good, people were nice.

The thing I wasn't crazy about-- pretty much the only thing that ever really gives me pause from the churches I've visited, is this: There's no need to get so focused on one particular verse, or one particular wording.

When someone starts reading a verse, one verse, several times... Like this, for example:

I am the way, the truth, and the life.
I am the way, the truth, and the life.
I am the way, the truth, and the life.
I am the way, the truth, and the life.
I am the way, the truth, and the life.

And the person expects there to be a huge insight in that different inflection. I don't see the relevance of that.

The whole "The Prayer of Jabez" books and lectures and all was taken from 1 Chronicles 4:9-10: "And Jabez was more honorable than his brethren: and his mother called his name Jabez, saying, Because I bare him with sorrow. And Jabez called on the God of Israel, saying, Oh that thou wouldst bless me indeed, and enlarge my coast, and that thine hand might be with me, and that thou wouldst keep me from evil, that it may not grieve me! And God granted him that which he requested."

And there've been hundreds of articls and books and all that, written about two sentences. Insightful? sure. Milking it, a bit? Yeah, likely.

Since the Bible, in whatever way it was written, wasn't written in English originally, and has been rewritten likely thousands of times since the original...

Don't get me wrong, many times I love semantics. one of the things I absolutely relish about the English language is the fact that words can be manipulated with inflection and word order. But when people get all hung up on that in a Biblical passage, or even one particular verse-- drives me nuts.

I'm not sure what i think of the people who look at the Bible as COMPLETE AND UTTER TRUTH. i'm not sure that's accurate, at all. Do I think it happened? Yes. Do I think that it's, in a lot of places, allegorical rather than complete fact? Yes-- that too.

Ehh. Aaanyway.

Fact is, I like the church, I met a bunch of cool people, and I'll likely go back next week. (sorry, got on my soapbox there a minute.)

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yay, plans later. and the weather's nice, so I'm thinking that the zoo may work out good.

I just saw an icon that said "All girls are princesses" with a picture of some... vacant-eyed little twit on it.

I swear, this "I'm a princess!!!" shit has got to stop.

edited to add: I misunderstood. theycallme_legs has a clarification in the comments. the way this was originally intended (in a book (A Little Princess)by Frances Hodgson Burnett) is good, and definitely non-shallow. I'll gladly retract my previous "hey wtf" comment.

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On the same note... the day we were at the Chicken, right, and this...bridal party, with this girl with the little rhinestone crown on, right, walked by, and Randy said something close to "man, nothing says 'high-maintenance' like a tiara."

And i thought we were all going to fall off the porch, laughing.

from : http://tinyurl.com/j4mj3
(link goes to article at dailyrecord.co.uk)

15 August 2006
SWORD FRIGHT
Shocking film of gang battle in Scots car park
By Magnus Gardham

TWO gangs fight a pitched battle with swords and machetes - but this isn't a martial arts movie, it's real-life Scotland in 2006.

The shocking CCTV film shows a dozen armed men - whose weapons included samurai swords - battling it out earlier this year.

Police released the pictures as they welcomed a new crackdown on Scotland's deadly blade culture.
( more article text below )

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OH SHIT WE CAN'T HAVE PEOPLE CARRY KNIVES... NO SIR. What? I carry a knife ALL THE TIME and have yet to EVER stab someone. Never had a swordfight (ok, well, not with sharp swords), never robbed anyone with them. This is the most back-asswards way to address a crime problem EVER.

Way more idiotic than a gun ban. There are utilities for both. i like shooting. The banning of guns over there has led to more knife violence, and I think that's sad, that something as useful as a knife has enough violent offenders that they're disallowing and regulating all of them. A guy robbing you with a knife has to get in PERSONAL to do it. There aren't any stray knife stabbings. (not from three blocks away, like accidental shootings, at least.)

They'll have to ban pointy sticks and heavy rocks, at some point...

They need to put some teeth in the laws, and give the police something other than a piece of broom handle to enforce it with. What the hell.

I swear to Pete, if I hear "defibulator" ONE MORE TIME instead of "defibrillator".... once on CSI tonight, and once on the Houston News.

defibrillator: good idea. counteracts fibrillation in the heart muscle.

defibulator: YANKS OUT YOUR FIBULA. *hngk**poink*, no more calf bone. NOOOOO. WRONG.

I swear to god, whatever the LARGE BOX WITH A VIBRATING FLEXIBLE WAND ON IT AND A SHOULDER STRAP is, I wish the technician-guys would turn it off before they walk by. Because somehow bvvvvvvvvvvvv isn't something I expect to hear. And yeah, it sounds about like you think.

And every time, I wonder what the hell it is. Likely for checking harmonics, or balancing a pump. But still...

Listening to a group of like, 8 people argue last night was UNBELIEVABLE.

Over whether it was The Da Vinci Code or simply Da Vinci Code...(as if his name was Vinci, and this was "the Vinci code", but cool-i-fying "the")

OH MY GOD. SO STUPID, these people.

This "how about we fuck up definite articles in pop culture titles until people can't tell the difference" trend has apparently reached a peak.

Adrienne and I couldn't believe that conversation went on two full minutes.

HOW, seriously, does someone not EVER HEAR OF THE GAME OF Uno?

wtf.

Please tell me the rest of y'all have heard of it. At least those of y'all in the US.

(I can pick 'em, eh? She's never heard of Uno, never heard of canned carrots, never seen Princess Bride... *sigh*)

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holy shit-- "Current Location"? wtf? that's new.

this is well-stated. from murnkay's journal.

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Fuckers who use the term mundane (Or the Harry Potter equivalent, whatever it is, and I know 400,000 of you know it and want to post it in response but don't. I don't care what it is and won't edit this to reflect it - keep your useless info to yourself) need to be shot.

If someone isn't into what you are into that doesn't make them mundane.
If someone thinks the thing you are into is strange and they don't understand it that doesn't make them mundane.

You aren't making yourself, or your group, seem special or extra-smart/cool/informed/evolved/advanced. You're making yourself seem like an elitist prick of immense proportion.

Get over yourself. Everyone is into something that other people aren't. Everyone.

If you're into SF and you go to a convention and other people who are not into SF go to that hotel - they aren't mundanes. They are unlucky that they happened into a group event for a group they don't belong to. If you happen upon a convention of people who watch Cheers you aren't mundane. See how that works?

Everyone has a group. Everyone wants to feel special. But isn't it about time we all learned to feel special for what we do, and not for how we can decide other people aren't special? Didn't we all get past kindergarten?

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Again, not my words. But they could be, if I were that articulate.

So if anyone was wondering where the "OKAY. Please to be stopping with the fires and noxious gas releases." point on me was... yesterday passed it. WHAT THE FUCK. KEEP THE FLAMMABLE SHIT IN LINE, GUYS.

OK. better. I'm seriously starting to consider other options. and this was SO not what I wanted to have happen. A couple times, sure. but "everyone" says 'no, no, these are strange. this doesn't happen that often' BUT IT DOES. Three times in 5 months in two different locations? (oh yeah, there's the H₂S exposures, too...)

Nope. Not feeling terribly safe.

*studies for engineering exam*

honestly... I'm the hell out of this deal. Not sure what the timeline is... but eventually.

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went to hang out with Danny and other people I know in Clear Lake... good stuff. girls who smoke... not attractive. Shame, really.

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JESUS-H-CHRIST I ran into a weird girl yesterday--at the book store. I figured that was as safe a place as any. (I know, I know, I thought she was cute so she must be an axe murderer, I know.) lessee, highlights:
has a camaro, right? wrecked said camaro, by tearing the side off of it on a traffic-light-circuit-box. was quite drunk. no biggie, right? So she goes to get it fixed, and makes some deal with a guy to fix it, and she'd do some other work. she doesn't do the work, and he puts a mechanic's lien on her car. She FILES BANKRUPTCY (what the hell) for a 2500 dollar car.

then a few weeks ago, someone BACKED OVER HER CAR. Twisted the frame, all that. And then just... left.

Any time someone uses the term "... my soon-to-be-ex-husband..." in a sentence-- That is a deal killer, right there.

this whole story got better and went on for like twenty minutes. you have no idea. It's entertaining to be me. Wackos everywhere. Most of the time, people are secretly batshit crazy. This girl was conspicuously nuts. Pretty, and NUTS.

I hate (hatehatehate) radio morning shows. I want to listen to music on the radio. I could give a shit less what they did this morning. normally it's not even remotely interesting.

okay, I'm better now.

On a better note, I moved into a hotel last night, so i have a much better place to live in Baton Rouge, now. YAY.

I really hope that i'm not going to ever be as cynical towards relationships as some of the people I know.

I've never understood why some women are proud to be "a bitch". Being difficult isn't something to be proud of.

I can't understand why people stay with exes (that is, live with 'em after it's over, after all is said and done. Not something i understand, pretty much at all. Call it, or let it ride, but this "doing both" thing... I don't get it.

what. the. hell. Saw an issue of this tonight, at the bookstore:



A Hardy Boys comic book. in super-new-school-twelve-year-olds-will-buy-it nu-animemanga style.

No. Bad. Wrong. on so many levels.

I loved those books. i own all the actual novels. and I was pissed when the
"new" ones came out. I spent literally countless hours reading those. I bet I could still give some details about all of them, if asked.

rgh. Apparently remakes are still "the new black".

It always hurts my brain (since I'm the son/grandson/nephew(twice over) of bankers) to hear someone have a giant credit card debt, when they have the ability to pay it off. Due to some... weird advice, this guy is keeping the money in his checking account, and paying (slowly) on the credit card. The credit card is 19% interest. I'm not sure why anyone would knowingly keep paying interest when they could get out from under it.

Either way, massive credit card debts (that people got from an expensive hobby, rather than necessity) make me twitch.

http://money.cnn.com/2005/09/14/news/fortune500/gillette/

found thru MetaFilter

Gillette unveils 5-bladed razor
New system, available in early 2006, to have lubricating strips on both the front and back sides.
September 14, 2005: 12:37 PM EDT

NEW YORK (CNN/Money) - Gillette unveiled a new line of razors on Wednesday with five blades and a lubricating strip on both the front and back.

The razor, known as the Fusion, has blades spaced 30 percent closer than Gillette's current MACH3Turbo system. It also has a single blade on the back of the cartridge for precision when shaving sideburns or under the nose.

"We have high expectations ( Read more... )

and the Onion (as much as I normally hate the Onion) predicted this:

"Fuck everything, we're doing five blades" article from February '04

ri-god-damn-diculous.

The federal government plans to hand out debit cards worth $2,000 each to families displaced by Hurricane Katrina.
from: http://www.chron.com/cs/CDA/ssistory.mpl/front/3343475
( oh, this seems like a brilliant idea. somehow, i think this will go... differently than the intended plan. )

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I have run into more racist comments in the past few days... Sooo many "well it's this way cause they're (insert race here)" comments. And EITHER WAY, it's racist.

if it's " blah blah white privelege blah" comments-- RACIST.
if it's "blah blah they're black and... Blah" comments-- RACIST.

Leave the race out of it. It's got nothing to do with it. This was a --expletive(s) deleted-- natural disaster.

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And the georgia accent on my grandmother's neighbor this afternoon... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh. not good not good not good.

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And today i saw a Bozo-the-Clown put-a-quarter-in-it ride at the mall. How many children taht ride on that would have ever even seen Bozo the Clown? not very many, i'd venture.

weird. the man's been dead for... years now. *goes to look up when* since December 8, 1997. wow. I wasn't aware it'd been that long. Said he was 75. wow. that makes that a pretty damn old ride-on ride... Since I'm not sure they even televised it that I remember in Temple. Yes, they probably did televise it at some point in the past, here, but not since the early 80s, at least. (Always watched it in Nebraska when we went in the summer)

(okay, that's three rants and "holy shit, clowns!" in one post. I'm done.)

from: http://heraldsun.news.com.au/printpage/0,5481,16441087,00.html

Forbes warns of oil bubble
James McCullough and Mandi Zonneveldt
31aug05

PUBLISHING billionaire Steve Forbes has predicted that soaring oil prices will lead to a crash that could make the hi-tech bust of 2000 "look like a picnic". Mr Forbes, publisher of Forbes magazine, said the price of oil, which peaked at more than $US70 a barrel on Monday as Hurricane Katrina headed for the US Gulf Coast, was unsustainable. He said factors such as inflation and increased demand for oil from China and India accounted for only a small part of the price hike from $US25-30 a barrel three years ago. "The rest of it is sheer bubble speculation," he said.
( Read more... )

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I HATEhatehate artificially inflated prices that ride purely on speculation. And that's what hedge funds and oil speculators have done to the oil industry. I'm glad that we're (the world, all over) finally looking into alternative energy, since oil is expensiove as shit right now (actually, shit is so much cheaper, if we could use that...yay biomass)...

I'll be glad when solar becomes (eventually) a viable technology. 50-cents-per-watt-of-capacity is the magic number to making it a viable, non-niche technology, from what I've read. And there are people working on that right now. which means that, realistically, it's likely ten years out. And wind energy seems to be coming of age, nicely.

I like the dead-dinosaur-juice fuel. But mostly for non-environmental, non-sustainable reasons. I'll be a big fan of hybrid cars when they make a sportscar that ain't ugly, and ain't front-wheel drive. I'll be the first one in line--shit, I'll help build the damn thing--when they make a solar-powered hydrogen-production plant. (the flare stack on that thing will RULE...*fwoooooosh*)

And solar-powered-hydrogen production will turn hydrogen cars into a viable technology. I think. And it'd produce... a shitload of precipitated minerals, and oxygen. woo. yay bottled-gas-industry. and vitamins. bwahaha... electrolysis precipitates as vitamins. i kill me.</alf> (okay, perhaps that's all a bit unrealistic. but it could work... so could cold fusion, though)

Well. that's enough of my dammit-why-don't-we-have-renewable-fuel-yet-chop-chop talk. And i understand that a major fuel-price-crash will be bad for the sock market, but i think this three-dollar-plus fuel is fucking ridiculous. So...

And i hope you people like hyphens.

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and coincidentally, my favorite stanza of the song "Say Goodbye" by Theory of a Deadman, off the album Gasoline (wahaha) is:

Cause these good times will never last
Keep a hand on the wheel and a foot on the gas
We thought it would last forever...

i swear, if all the people that have a random question on the internet spent five minutes, five freaking minutes, with google instead of polluting forums and my friendspage...

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memo to the internet:
Look stuff up before you ask a question i can find in two minutes.

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EDIT: speaking of Google-fu... look at this. this is neat tweaks and things you can do to further hone the results down...
http://www.codinghorror.com/blog/archives/000296.html

the ads for the M3Power razors are a lie. i couldn't see any way at the time that a "vibrating" razorblade would shave better, and not to mention the damn things are expensive. There was nothing i could see that would help. Not out of a volt-and-a-half. the damn thing didn't even connect to the blade-- there was no juice running thru the blades...

And that article says that "well, okay... they don't actually work..."

A fool and his money, eh?

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Sancho Erik and Michelle's wedding went well. Anne and Philip's wedding went well. (I had two weddings to go to yesterday). they both went well, everyone cleans up well. The brides both looked beautiful, and damned if the guys didn't look spiffy too.

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went to see Star Wars Episode III today. many people have bitched and moaned about this movie. I liked it. Yoda is awesome. Natalie Portman is hot. Now, Natalie Portman in the slave-girl outfit that Leia wears in the later movies...woops, that was out loud, wasn't it?) Contrary to normal movies, the black dude does, in fact, not die first in this movie. And, um, I like Coke. (yay, random string of facts.)

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going to dinner with Alexis later in the week. whoop. being in College Station was good this weekend. But it's still weird as hell to not live in the house anymore. And now I'm back in Temple. Lots to do tomorrow.

i just saw a Mercedes pickup.

I'll let that sink in, and say it again-- a Mercedes pickup.

and not in that Gelaendewagen kind of way, or that Unimog kind of way... those are kosher and cool, and very expensive.

this was a Ford Ranger, with a Mercedes-Benz hood (off something like a turbodiesel sedan, ornament and all). It had the big 4" M-B circle logo on the side, and on the back... this tops it all off, on the back against the tailgate was a spare tire cover (much like this one here, only not with all the chrome) with the Mercedes-Benz logo on it again.

Teal green. the whole thing.


I seriously do love the ghetto sometimes.

swear to god, the frat boy in the Dixie Chicken in the salmon-stripe buttondown with camouflage shorts on... didn't realize how much i wanted to beat his ass for that.

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And i graduated Friday morning, too.

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And i have a real interview in Clear Lake on Friday the 20th, for a job i think i have a damn good chance of getting, since this is like the third stage of interview-type-stuff. Which would rule. a lot.

just watched "I want a famous face" on MTV (yeah, watching MTV is a mistake, i know...) and... wow. The girl on there wanted to get plastic surgery to look like Britney Spears to "overcome her shyness so she could strip at a club". Elective surgery is something I will NEVER understand, in the vast majority of cases. There are select "born-with-three-noses" cases, or cases in which there is a cosmetic malformation-- in that case i completely understand. But improving self-esteem should never, ever be a reason for surgery for someone who looks perfectly normal. Every time i've ever watched this show, the girl went from looking perfectly nice to plastic and unrealistic. They should realize that they are pretty how they are to start with...

stupid MTV.

and it didn't improve her shyness that much-- she still didn't do it. pictures, yes, at a club, no.

some of these people need a good talking to, rather than surgery...

things that I have seen today that piss me the hell off:

satin cargo pants. yeah. satin work pants. whathefuck.

someone who attributed the words to "Hurt" by Nine Inch Nails to Johnny Cash. Johnny Cash was fucking bad ass, don't get me wrong. But if people don't realize he was covering the song.... not good. He did, arguably, as good or better a job than the original song. But.... rgh.

Yesterday in my german class we were talking about idiomatic phrases. The guy i sit next to is a nice guy, but not a brain surgeon by any stretch. And he works out a lot. He's huge.

So when he leans over, at the English phrase "all brawn and no brains" and asks me "What's 'brawn' mean?"...

all i could do was laugh.

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A girl in the same class just got a Monroe piercing. It's where you get a stud where Marilyn Monroe had her "beauty mark".

And I've never seen one that looked good. nose studs, yes. eyebrow ring, yes. monroe, NO.

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ok... off to class. have a good day, y'all.

HOLY SHIT-- Afghanistan cultivates 90 % of the worlds opium?

wow. i knew that opium was mostly grown in that area of the world, but i didn't realize that, well, nearly all of it comes from an area approximately the size of Texas.

link to the story is here

Oh yeah-- they're (the US and other countries) trying to subsidize the afghan farmers so they will grow legal (and less-profitable) crops... that was the jist of the story behind the link. i just thought the magnitude of their opium operation was something to hear about...

this is terrible, but has JACK to do wtih zombies..

Oh, shit, zombies and heavy metal. what the hell will we do?

There are a bunch of factors in that situation, true. The media needs to focus on the family things, and the fact that he was obviously off in the head. bloody art, the obsession with Hitler-- yes. they can use that to say that the kid is a ticking bomb.

But heavy metal and a liking for zombie movies-- neither have anything to do with anything. wtf.

nothing in the world makes me snicker quite like seeing "grammar" misspelled.

understandably, spelling and grammar, they're not quite the same issue. but, well, if you complain about one, don't misuse the other.

when i see "g-r-a-m-m-e-r" in an article bitching about people who are unable to spell correctly... yeah. icing on the cake.

rgh. i want graduation to go ahead and get here. ready for whatever the next stage of my life holds, just so long as it gets here. soon. i know, you aren't supposed to wish away perfectly good days of your time, and i don't, i just want it to, well, hurry along. if i had a job too, that would rule. must apply with Temple-based places later this week, just for thoroughness's sake.

going to bed, two tests tomorrow. cross your fingers for me at 11:10 and 2:20, both. 'ppreciate it, in advance.

yay. no German class for me today. still have to submit my homework, yet, but... eh. not so bad.

the weather has been total crap lately. If it would get nice for the weekend, that would be all kinds of awesome. But, well, it'll be a freaking miracle. It's never been nice weather on my birthday. And it's almost always the worst weather of the year on it, usually.

Regardless, i'll be in a good mood come Friday afternoon. *grin*

hmm... off to waste more time.

This is in response to this post meme.

kittikattie's topic. she wrote: Anti-Aggies who got to A&M. Not 2%ers like me--who are just lazy/weird/apathetic. I mean all out "A&M sucks I hate the school and everything about it but I go here anyways" people.
gooch14's topic. he wrote: Why A&M sucks and you hate the school.

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I love A&M. I do. (yes, i'll be on topic in a second. I hate certain things therein, however. I love A&M, and the traditions, and the mass amounts of people that come together to do one thing, whether it's lift a log that is way-the-fuck-too-big-to-lift-but-we-do-it-anyway or it's screaming your ass off at a football game.

The people that piss me off are those who are unwilling to let themselves be carried in that tide. I understand everyone "wants to maintain their individuality". Fucking waaah. cry me a goddamn river. The tide of tradition and maroon that carries you around in the traditions of this school are what has tied me, inextricably, to some of the friends I'd trust with my life. I'm not sure I have any that I trust that much from home anymore. I have several that I trust that much here, or that I met here.

The thing I hate about A&M is the establishment. And I'm ranting here, so let me finish. I hate that all the little traditions are slowly (or maybe quickly) dying: "PICK IT UP!" at Sbisa when 250 people yell at the guy who dropped his plate, Sbisa ball fights (never knew a napkin could fly that well before i got here), screaming FUCK YOU WALTON! at them, and hearing FUCK YOU SCHUHMACHER! ten seconds later between the dorms, and all that. They're disorderly. big woop. we're in college, home of the college prank. and I enjoy that stuff. Dislike it? don't live on campus. you can live cheaper off campus anyway, trust me.

The little traditions are what made shit fun. Bonfire held it together. Little day-to-day shit gave you reasons to go to Bonfire, and to "Howdy" at everyone, not just the girls. And I love this place. I live here. I want to leave, but it's regretfully, in a way, and I'm sure I'll miss the shit out of it. My ghetto house (water leaks, COCK-EYED construction [caps for proportional illustration, lowercase wouldn't cut it there] and the hundreds, literally, of friends I have made here) are the things I'll miss. I will. I'm doing my damnedest to maintain what tradition they'll allow. Fucking university.

I hate that they're fucking up my University. I hate that they've made me want to leave.

*exhale*

This is in response to this post meme. I actually do agree with this one, though.

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Gun control. "Gun control" pisses me off for a couple reasons. One-- "gun control" for most people is about keeping guns out of the hands of people who don't need to have them. Criminals. Those fuckers, yeah, they'll wait for the background check at the gun store. mm-hmm. They'll be all law-abiding and shit, waiting and using their real name on the application to buy things. Nope. Criminals, it'll work the way it always has, in places with folks who aren't on the up-n'-up.

step 1: go to store.
step 2: slip storeowner a fifty-spot.
step 3:Profit! er, walk out with your gun.

"Gun control" should mean being able to hit what you aim at. It should. it's entertaingin in bumper stickers, but... there's no point in shooting at all if you're going to miss. Watching a movie this weekend, it occurred to me that I could have finished the firefight faster than the characters did. The "when he sticks his head in the window, pop him" theory ought to be easy to figure.
I have no (professional) shooting training. Hollywood is bad about that. However, if you ever think you might need to know how to shoot, you should learn how. I like having "just in case the civilized world ends i can fend for myself" skills. Shooting well is one of those. That said, there are some of you that I'm coming to see when armageddon gets here... I'm a big fan of other people that know how to shoot and are on my side.

rrgh. stupid unrealistic shooting movies. take two more seconds and make the shot.

*exhale*

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This really pisses me off, if they are serious.

this, if y'all haven't seen it, is a link to White Wolf Games' "Pimp: the Backhanding" intro.

tell me that's a joke, or satire, or something. i want to think that no one is serious on that one...

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I've heard that white wolf puts out joke things, in the past, and so... Not sure what to think of this. Enlighten me, those of you who are more up on gaming and white wolf?

Fightin' Texas Aggie stupid-fucking-iPod-i-got-for-xmas-and-it-won't-work-with-USB-less-than-2.0. yay, computer mods.

I mean, um, yay, i got an iPod for Christmas. now if it would only work on the hardware i have...rrgh.

EDIT: okay, i fixed it. installed a USB 2.0 card in my parents' 'puter, and it works now. *jspurlin jams out on iPod*

haven't updated this thing in a while... I should, I suppose.

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Adrienne graduates tomorrow. Weird, how many of my close friends are finished with school, now. I want to leave.

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It blows my mind that anyone thinks it is acceptable to date someone who is married. blows my mind. I can't fathom it. but every week, literally (lately, at least) I hear someone talking about how they 'dated someone who was married, and they're really nice and, and...' And I can't fathom it. just... doesn't make sense...

okay... that's off my chest.

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Okay, going to bed. I need sleep lately, for some reason. must be catching up for the semsester, when i got no sleep.

So... this woman in Plano, TX (4-4.5 hours from me) murdered her daughter, and is CLEARLY in an.... unusual mental state. But now they are saying that her hydrocephalus surgeries may have had something to do wtih it. I understand that they ar looking for answers, as to why someone would murder their child, but... surgery? It sucks, but you deal. I've had a bunch of surgery, for a shunt to control hydrocephalus(which is the same surgery that she had) and various other stuff, but... sheesh. I'm appalled they're trying to link shunt surgery with this kind of behavior. The woman needed, and still does need, help, and there is no way to excuse what she did, but....

link is here, (registration req'd)

And, (since I know no one likes registering to read articles),
the text of the article is here ( under this lj-cut )