24 Hours of Horror!!!

It will be Halloween in about 11 minutes. I'm not going to bed. I'm going to stay up and watch horror movies for 24 straight hours, and post quick reviews of each movie as I go. Let's see how long I can make it, and how incoherent I get as it goes.

First up? Phantasm! Wooooo!!!

****Update****

45 minutes... that's all I could take. I remember that movie being really good when I was a kid. Now? Not so much.

Oh lookie, I got a blog award thing!

... I think it is probably my first. Lookit, it came from the Bookish Blonde blog, written by one Sharon McPherson. I'll bet she's got an accent. I always read her blog with an accent in my head. :)

At this point I'm supposed to reveal ten true things about myself. This should be hard, because I'm oh so shy...

1. Thanksgiving means stuffing. Stuffing my face with Stove Top stuffing. I make it in a casserole dish with cheese and ground up Italian sausage. I could seriously eat myself into a heart attack before my 40th birthday with that.
2. I have a barely controlled desire to spend the rent money on Bobble Heads. I go through this every month.
3. I'm a little jealous of the kids that I'm in classes with. They are all so young, all have their entire lives ahead of them, they have room to make mistakes. Damn them all!
4. In most of my dreams, I have big guns and I'm shooting people. People, aliens, monsters, zombies... these are happy dreams. I used to dream that I was running away.
5. I am a terrible guitar player. I can really tell now, because I've got some pretty decent equipment. I should have stuck with cheap gear and blamed it for my crap playing.
6. Celebrity gossip intrigues me.
7. I think comic books... I mean "graphic novels"... are more interesting than most other forms of literature. I'm sort of a reverse-snob that way.
8. "If you disagree with me, you're wrong." Everyone believes that, I'm one of the few people honest enough to say it out loud. Also, it is true... if you don't agree with me, you are actually objectively wrong. Change your mind already!
9. I have like 40 pens. No reason for them. I had some pens, and then there were pens on sale, and now I have piles of them. Too bad I never take notes in English, and I take notes in History on my laptop.
10. I really am my own favorite topic. I'm so interesting! OK, not really. After all, I've already heard all of my own stories.

Bride of the Revenge of Blogging from School!

Yeah! The rest of the class is working hard on the homework... I'm finished and blogging, which is guess is cool. Precalculus, where I have a 106% average. Yippie.

Most of the rest of the class is actually giving up and going home. Can't imagine why half of them are failing. Of course, none of this is helping me a bit in Trig, the one class that's completely kicking my ass. I sort of get it, but when I see the multiple choice answers on the quizzes they don't match what I'm getting. Weird, I know. I'm not really sure what to do about it either. I do the homework, and there are no answers in the back of the book, which drives me insane. Instead of answers, it says something like "answers may vary"... can I get away with that on the test?

Three more classes to go... I'm not sure how I'm going to make it through the rest of the day.

First day of school, again!

For some reason, I decided to pick up a mid-semester economics class. No good reason, just wanted to get it out of the way. Today it started. Pretty easy class, no homework to turn in, just a couple of quizzes/tests and a final. A little math, some short essay questions to fulfill the writing requirement instead of writing an actual paper to turn in. Good times.

In the meanwhile, I'm not doing as well as I would like to be doing in trigonometry. I did some studying and homework over the weekend, and I figured I would sit down and take the online quizzes today. Of course that means the website had to be completely crashed. Yay. I've got until Wednesday to get three of them done, and then we've got a review all day Thursday. I really need to knock this one out of the ballpark, to get the semester back on track. Of course, I don't guess I should complain about it, since my lowest grade in that class is a 94.

Anyhoo, I'm on the downhill side of the semester, and I have to get my shit together, power through to the end, and all that shit. You know... because I talk a lot of shit about the kids, and that means I can't let them get better grades than me!

Sunday Stealing: The Halloween Meme

I'm considering actually playing this one relatively straight... because the obvious answer to "favorite work of horror fiction" is "The Bible" and "favorite monster" is "Jehovah"... so maybe it will be harder to give less obvious answers. All of my answers will be in the form of pictures.

Sunday Stealing: The Halloween Meme

1. What is your favorite written work of horror fiction?





2. What is your favorite work of science fiction/fantasy?





3. Who is your favorite monster?



4. What is your favorite Horror movie?



5. What horror movie gives you the most chills?



6. What character from any horror film would you most like to play?



7. Freddy or Jason?




8. What is your favorite Halloween treat?




9. Ghosts or goblins?




10. Friendly-faced jack-o'-lantern or scary one?




11. What is your scariest encounter with the paranormal?


12. Do you believe in ghosts? Why or why not?




13. Would you rather be a zombie, alien, or psycho?




14. Favorite Halloween costume?



15. Best thing about Halloween?



16. Person in your family who most likes Halloween (not counting yourself)?



17. Are you superstitious?



18. Share an unusual Halloween story.




19. What did you do for Halloween as a kid?



20. What's the best Halloween party that you've attended?

Saturday night random shit.

• Stop signs? Why bother paying attention to them? Here in Florida, the first car stops at a stop sign, and when it is clear 6 cars follow behind that first one without slowing down. I guess they think if they stop anywhere within 100 yards of the sign, that's good enough. Of course, they then drive 20 miles over the speed limit in a 35 MPH zone on their way to Walmart or Starbucks or wherever assholes go when they're in a hurry.
• What's up with "mentally defective angry man-boy" comedies. Anything with Adam Sandler or Will Ferrell or half of the other popular male characters involves "humor" based around a 30-45 year old man acting like a 10 year old with a borderline retarded IQ and impulse control issues. It isn't funny, it is just pathetic.
• As a more general complaint about movies, when someone punches another person we call that assault, and someone goes to jail for it. In too many movies, we see the bad guy beat up the good guy, set fire to his house or car, or kill his dog with a baseball bat... and no one calls 911 and files a police report. I'm thinking of The Next Karate Kid with Hillary Swank(!), where the high school ROTC teacher instructs his students to set fire to another student's car, murder him, and make it look like an accident. You know, because the guy made them look silly during study hall or something like that. Good reason for an adult to advocate killing a fellow student. That happens all the time in real life.
• I'm fed up with Mac commercials. I know I've mentioned it before, but they just sound desperate and ugly now. Guess what? Macs are shit computers that cost too fucking much and aren't particularly useful for most people. If they were worth a shit, they would sell them by telling us how good they are, instead of lying about how bad PCs are. I want to punch that Mac guy in the face... and then set fire to his car, murder him, and make it look like an accident.
• I wonder if it is possible to eat too much red meat. This is what my menu looks like on a normal week: Steaks, London broil, beef tacos, roast beef, roast chicken, steak, tacos. We throw in a chicken every week for variety, and usually I'll work some bacon into the mix one or two nights a week.

See you guys tomorrow for another thrilling edition of Sunday Stealing...

Son of Blogging from School

Shhhh... I'm in class RIGHT NOW!!!!

History class... where I finally got my test back. I got a 99, once you include all of the extra credit. Plus I got my grade back from precalculus. My third straight 104.

104!!!!!!!!!!

Yeah, because I'm much better at math than anything else in school. Luckily, most everything else I have to take is math-related. Lots of Calculus and Physics and Chemistry. Yay for me! I used to think I was really good in math, and then I didn't, and now maybe I think I'm good at it again? All I know is, when you get a 104 on three tests in a row, either you're good or the tests are just too easy... and since lots of folks are failing the class I don't know that the tests are the cause.

Sunday Stealing: The ABC's of Meme

Sunday Stealing: The ABC's of Meme

A- Advocate for: More pie.

B- Best Feature: Pancreas.

C- Could do without: One kidney.

D- Dreams and desires: Three kidneys.

E- Essential items: The other kidney.

F- Favorite past time: Last week.

G- Good at: Everything worth being good at.

H- Have never tried: Being eaten by a crocodile.

I- If I had a million dollars: I wouldn't be answering these questions.

J- Junkie for: heroin.

K- Kindred spirit: Caspar the Friendly Ghost.

L- Little known fact: Those jeans DO make your ass look fat.

M- Memorable moment: Can't think of one.

N- Never again will I: jump out of a plane without a parachute.

O- Occasional indulgence: deep-fried fetus fritters.

P- Profession: Republicans hate America, and it is up to all good people to stop them.

Q- Quote: ""-- Me

R- Reason to smile: Gas pains.

S- Sorry about: your penis.

T- Things you are worrying about right now: do I have any extra staples?

U- Uninterested in: almost everything.

V- Very scared of: almost nothing.

W- Worst habits: Memes. Fetus eating.

Y- Yummiest dessert: candied muskrat.

X- X marks my ideal vacation spot: X

Z- Zodiac sign: Ophiuchus.

Weekend Update?

Weird to call it that, since nothing much ever happens.

I cleaned my office out, and hooked up all non-computer guitar effects to my amplifier. Lots of cables, lots of stompy goodness. I almost felt the need to throw on my giant rock boots and play some metal riffs. Other than that, nothing. My wife had to work, but she came home in a pretty good mood so all's well on that front.

The pets are still strange. Randall is the only cat I know who desires to play an infinite game of fetch with twisty ties. I mean INFINITE. If he finds one around the house in the middle of the night, he'll wake me up to get me to throw it for him. Strange fellow, that cat.

Off to bed. I have a long day tomorrow. I have to write an 8 page research paper for my history class, and I haven't even started. I figure it should take me about 4 hours, plus or minus 9 hours. I also need to do a bunch of homework for my trigonometry class. I only have a 98 test average in there, so I need to put some extra work into the class.

Random Friday Musings

Just because I can't think of anything much to take up a whole blog entry...

• It is still kind of fucking hot here. We're planning our Thanksgiving and looking forward to Halloween, and it is still in the 80s and 90s during the day. Nasty stuff.
• I've seen way too many episodes of Law & Order and its spin-offs. And, since the Law & Order universe uses and reuses actors multiple times, watching one of the new episodes becomes a game of figuring out what other episodes this week's guest stars were on. This week, Jim Gaffigan was on as the main suspect. He played a funeral home owner who was allowing a hitman to steal DNA from corpses on an episode of Law & Order: Criminal Intent a few years back.
• My office stays messy these days. My office is a reflection of what's going on in my brain these days. These days my mind is disorganized, manic, anxious, whatever. Not at all good times. I have a hard time sitting down and reading a book, watching a movie, or anything else that requires sitting in one place for more than 10 minutes. I may have to take a break and come back to the blog later...
• I want to kick Bill Maher in the nuts. He's one of those anti-vaccine idiots who is using his HBO show and public stature to promote an agenda that is contrary to science, reason, and common sense. If he was talking about UFOs or Bigfoot, I wouldn't care. He's giving unqualified medical advice, that could cause people to die. That's why I have an issue with it.
• Kevin Smith, the movie director, is a major pot smoker. He's really become a pathetic addict, and it is pretty sad. People say you can't get addicted to marijuana... but those people are stupid. There's something inherently weak about someone who is 40 years old, married with a kid, who is constantly getting high in order to get through every day. He needs to get into rehab before his wife dumps him.
• Had split pea soup for lunch again. Any excuse for bacon...

Blogging from school 3: The Revenge

Just took a precalc test that I felt ridiculously unprepared for. Since I've got about 12 extra credit points banked, and there was another extra credit question on the test that I know I got right, I would have to get something like 85% on the test for my test average to drop below a hundred. Good times.

It is a beautiful day. Nice and cool and almost autumny. It can't last.

My shoes is almost be here!

The story so far:

Back in August, I decided it would be a good idea for me to stop fucking around and lose some goddamned weight already. I spent most of the year up to that point drinking a few hundred beers a month, while sitting around the house feeling bored and slightly sorry for myself. So, removed head from ass, laced up my Nikes with the fancy pedometer thing in the sole that talks to my iPod, so that my iPod can tell me in a sexy chick voice how far I've walked. I did OK for a month, then school started, my dog was on death's door, my wife spent the night of my birthday in the hospital, and then last week I was eyeballs deep in school stuff... and the walking sort of fell by the wayside. What has added to the problem is that when you're heavy, the cushioning in your average shoes tends to break down fairly quickly. So my poor aching feet have been hurting even more than usual, discouraging me for walking for more than 20-25 minutes at a time.

...which brings us to today. Today, I am waiting for the UPS guy to deliver my NEW shoes. New! They are designed for heavy people with low arches. They are also the most boring looking fucking shoes I've ever seen. I wish I had normal feet, and not size 11 EEEE feet with crap arches and nerve damage. If I had cool normal average feet, I could wear neat looking shoes. Instead, I get this:

Yeah, thrilling. Woo. They don't look like much, but with any luck they'll feel awesome on my feet. Let's hope.

The good news is that I found a new place to buy shoes, the Running Warehouse. I ordered the shoes Sunday afternoon, the order was processed Monday, they were on a truck to my house a 8AM, and the shipping was free. Also, for $30 less than the Foot Locker website. I accidentally ordered the wrong size, I called them up on Sunday to change it... the guy answered the phone on the first ring, changed my order, and I had a confirmation email in under five minutes. Good times!

Yeah!

Or, rather... no.

Absolutely nothing of any real note happened today. Tomorrow is a school day, so at least I'll leave the house. At least I'm caught up on my sleep: the last 4-5 weeks have sapped the life out of me!

The closest thing I've got to something happening is that I started reading the latest Discworld book. If you're not a Terry Pratchett fan, you should be. Right now. GO!

Sunday Stealing: The Magical Mystery Tour Meme

Sunday Stealing: The Magical Mystery Tour Meme

1. Is there anybody you just wish would fall off the planet? According to physics, it would probably have to be none of us or all of us, since the rules really can’t be suspended for just the one person.

2. How do you flush the toilet in public? The tricky part is getting the toilet into a public place without getting stopped, and not having performance anxiety in front of a bunch of people while your pants are around your ankles.

3. Do you wear your seatbelt in the car? In the car, at home, at the beach, in the pool… the seatbelt is an accessory you can wear with almost any outfit, in any situation.

4. Do you have a crush on someone? I sat on my cat once.

5. Name one thing you worry about running out of. Peppermint-flavored bacon

6. What famous person do you (or other people) think you resemble? Catherine Zeta-Jones

7. What is your favourite pizza topping? Pickled fetus.

8. Do you crack your knuckles? Only when I punch someone in the head for asking me dumb questions…

9. What song do you hate the most? Whatever one is your favorite… you have shite taste.

10. Did just mentioning that song make it get stuck in your head? Did my mocking of your favorite song get it stuck in yours?

11. What are your super powers? I can fart the alphabet.

12. Peppermint or spearmint? Governmint.

13. Where are your car keys? In your mom… we got a little too kinky last night.

14. Last song you listened to? The theme song from “The A-Team”… it is in heavy rotation on my iPod.

15. What's your most annoying habit? Punching nuns, and double-dipping my chips in the fetus dip at parties.

16. Where did you last go on vacation? Ask your mom.

17. What is your best physical feature? Ask your mom.

18. What CD is closest to you right now? The instructional CD that came with the cock ring your mom bought me.

19. What 3 things can always be found in your refrigerator? Fetus queso, a Beretta 9mm pistol, and A-1 sauce.

20. What superstition do you believe/practice? I believe that every time I punch a nun, and angel gets its wings… bitten off by a dragon.

21. What colour are your bed sheets? You know… if you would call your mother a little more often, you wouldn’t have to ask me all of these questions every week!

22. Would you rather be a fish or a bird? Depends on how I’m going to be cooked.

23. Last thing you broke? Wind.

24. What are you having to eat tonight? Pickled fetus with a black bean salsa.

25. What colour shirt are you wearing? I think it is orange under all the blood, but it is hard to tell.

26. If you could be doing anything else today, what would you rather be doing? Your mom.

27. Do security cameras make you nervous? Depends on whether or not I’m dragging a toilet into a public place at the time.

28. If you wrote a book about your life, what would the title be? “Fetuses, Nun-Punching, and Your Mom: A Love Story”

29. Last time you went to a cemetery? I went looking for fetuses once… people don’t seem to actually bury them in a cemetery, even though many people believe that a fetus is a human being. I think that should tell us all something. I think it tells us that lots of people are eating fetuses and just won’t cop to it.

30. Last concert you went to? Sesame Street Live

31. Favourite musician(s)/bands you've seen in concert? Oscar the Grouch… that Muppet has a magical way of pounding on the side of his garbage can.

32. Next concert you're planning to attend? Your mom? Yeah, I’m pretty much running on empty, snark-wise.

33. Do you talk to yourself? Why bother? I already know what I’m going to say.

34. Have you ever adopted or purchased a pet? Yeah, but I prefer kidnapping them from small children.

35. Have you ever been present when an animal is being born? No… I think that would make it harder to eat them later.

Power Reading!

I blasted through an entire book today... The Strain by Guillermo del Toro and Chuck Hogan. 401 pages, and I still had time for a nap. After the rough couple of weeks I've had, it was nice to sit down and read, relatively stress-free. I like the take on vampires in this book although if you've seen Blade II, directed by del Toro, you have a good idea as to what to expect. I've still got a GIANT stack of books to read, but at least I got through one of them.

In book news... my wife and I are in dire straits with the whole bookshelf situation. There's no more room in the bookshelf right now, or even on top of it. We don't want to stack stuff on the floor, either. Problem is, the money for a bookshelf or three winds up getting spent on more books! Not the worst problem to have, I guess?

Think About a Beautiful Summer Day...

... picture it, I dare you!

Highs in the 90s, lows in the 70s. Not a cloud in the sky. That was every day this week, in October, in Florida. How the hell is this possible? It is hotter now than it was in September, for fuck's sake!

I swear to you folks, when I graduate school we're moving somewhere with cool weather for more than two months a year.

It is over...

I took the two tests I had today... the quiz didn't happen, thank my lucky stars and coco puffs. I got a 94 on the trig test, which isn't bad considering I didn't do ANY of the homework and really didn't even study.

As far as the History test... the first person done was the chick sitting next to me, and she was done before I was halfway through, which means she probably failed pretty badly. I know I was overly prepared, and I probably produced a better test result than anyone in the class, but still... I was on the third question when the chick walked out. She wasn't exactly setting the world on fire with her pen either. I, on the other hand, wrote non-stop for almost 90 minutes. I didn't have to think about anything, I got all of the bonus questions right, and I and pretty confident that I got an A... I'd say 100%, but who can judge?

The difference, I guess, is that I actually wrote down everything I could find in the book about the terms I identified, which meant that I filled the Blue Books pretty quickly. I don't know what everyone else was writing down, honestly. It didn't seem like you could answer five questions and write an essay, even from memory, in under 40 minutes. I know, because I memorized every answer I gave over the past week, and wrote and memorized the outline for the essay last night.

All I know for sure is that I put my head down, started writing, and next thing I know over an hour has passed, the class is mostly empty, and I'm not even close to being done. My goal, my greatest hope in life? I want to have completely blown the curve on this one! Good job, Me! I rule!

No rest for the wicked!

I sort of slept last night, which is sort of cool. No sleep tonight though... two tests and a quiz tomorrow! Trig test, Lit quiz, HUGE American History test. I'm sweating the history test, since it is a full quarter of my entire grade! Since I've got a 101% average in Trig, I'm not worried about that at all. If I get a 78 I'll still have an A average. Oh, and I've already got four points of extra credit on that one. The Lit quiz is no big deal, I read the material and I'm sure I'll do fine.

I've got three points of extra credit on the History test... but what a monster of a test! I was given 34 terms, ten of them will be on the test, and I only have to define five of them. Really? Now, I know that sounds easy, but it isn't. I mean, if the term "Salem Witch Trial" was on the test, and the answer was "19 people were hanged in Salem, Mass. in 1682" I wouldn't be complaining. Unfortunately, I also have to give start and end dates, names of the accused, details of the history of accusations of witchcraft, and a couple of other things. My study guide is like 16 pages long, of which there will only be five that I have to answer. I have to know a half-dozen or more facts about all 34, since there's absolutely no way of telling what five I'll get to answer.

Then there's the essay portion of the test... like the other part wasn't essays? This one has to answer a bunch of detailed questions about specific things, like colonization of America from 499 to the lost Roanoke colony in 1590. I was given four topics, three will be on the test, and I'll have to write one essay. So if you do the math I have to know enough to write two of the essays, because one of them will have to be on it. If I get very lucky, a few of the five terms I have to identify will pertain to my essay, so that I have to regurgitate a few fewer facts tomorrow afternoon. I have the outline for one essay completed, and I've started on the second essay.

This is the disadvantage of having four classes in a row with no break in between. I go from test to test to test tomorrow. If there was a break, there would be time to study a little in between tests. As it is, I'm going to be up all night making sure I'm ready. What the hell, right? I never sleep anyways!

Stormy Weather

I swear to Satan, the thunder outside sounds like nuclear bombs going off. I still don't have a super-powerful flashlight, or a generator, or any supplies. If the power goes out... well, I have big plans. :)

I've been dealing with some really serious insomnia. I've slept about 8 hours in the last three nights. I guess it is stress from school, combined with some feverish feelings as I shift my meds around. I have to spend a few hours studying tomorrow... like 8-10. Otherwise, sleep is the big plan between now and about 6AM Thursday morning.

Can someone else keep an eye on right-wingers and religious nuts for the next 36 hours?

Those Crazy Christians!

OK, so we all know that the only book right-wing fundamentalist Christians read is "The Bible," a collection of Bronze Age myths and fairy tales that says "Thou Shalt Not Kill" and then lists hundreds of reasons why you should murder your neighbors. Of course, "The Bible" also contains some stuff like "love thy neighbor" and "turn the other cheek" and other hippie liberal bullshit that gets in the way of hating queers and polyester/cotton blends. I didn't make this shit up... that was a bunch of sheepherders from thousands of years ago. They believe it is 100% true, and all of it should be followed... which is why the fundie Christians kill people outside of Red Lobster all the time.

Anyhoo, there's SO MUCH hippie liberal bullshit in the "inerrant word of 'God'" that a group of "conservatives" have decided to edit out all those bits. I'm not shitting you, they're hyper-religious and hate the "secular humanists" and all that, but they plan on taking a hatchet the "The Bible" and make sure that "God" and "Jesus" are painted as good Republicans in every word of the book. From the Conservative Bible Project:

Liberal bias has become the single biggest distortion in modern Bible translations. There are three sources of errors in conveying biblical meaning:

lack of precision in the original language, such as terms underdeveloped to convey new concepts of Christianity

§ lack of precision in modern language

§ translation bias in converting the original language to the modern one.

Of these three sources of errors, the last introduces the largest error, and the biggest component of that error is liberal bias. Large reductions in this error can be attained simply by retranslating the KJVinto modern English.^[1]

[SNIP]

Here are possible approaches to creating a conservative Bible translation:

§ identify pro-liberal terms used in existing Bible translations, such as "government", and suggest more accurate substitutes

§ identify the omission of liberal terms for vices, such as "gambling", and identify where they should be used

§ identify conservative terms that are omitted from existing translations, and propose where they could improve the translation

§ identify terms that have lost their original meaning, such as "word" in the beginning of the Gospel of John, and suggest replacements, such as "truth"

Are you fucking kidding me? No, seriously... ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!?!?!?!?!

Even beyond the whole batshit crazy idea of "liberal bias" in "The Bible"... since when was the word "government" a liberal term? Certainly, it explains why 100% of modern Republican ideas about government are stupid and useless. The deeper idea is that they want to attack the sort of interpretation of "The Bible" that allowed for things like the abolition of slavery, the civil rights movement, social justice, equality under the law, and whatever other positive influence Christianity might have on people.

It is interesting... these "people" hate America and their fellow human beings so much that they are willing to even attack their own religion to hurt us. Sickening doesn't even begin to describe it.

Sunday Stealing: The Starrlight Meme

Sunday Stealing: The Starrlight Meme

1. What was the last thing you put in your mouth? Tokyo, Japan

2. Where was your profile picture taken? Inside my mouth.

3. Can you play Guitar Hero? With my toes.

4. Name someone who made you laugh today. What was it about? Godzilla, he fell out of my mouth last night and had to fight my dog to climb up on the bed and get back to Tokyo.

5. How late did you stay up last night and why? I've been awake since August 7, 2003... no idea why.

6. If you could move somewhere else where would you and why? Tokyo, Japan... so I could live inside my own mouth.

7. Ever been kissed under fireworks? Even better, I've been kissed while Tokyo was putting on a fireworks show... in my mouth.

8. Which of your friends lives closest to you? 12 million Japanese people.

9. Do you believe ex's can be friends? With benefits? It depends on what you mean by "benefits"... basic health coverage is possible, but dental and vision is simply a bridge too far.

10. Do you like Dr. Pepper? We maintain a strict doctor/patient relationship.

11. When was the last time you cried really hard? Really hard as opposed to just sniveling? The last really bad tsunami to hit Tokyo? That was me.

12. Who took your profile picture? Some Japanese guy, right before he started running away from Godzilla.

13. Who was the last person you took a picture of? That same Japanese guy who took my profile picture... right before Godzilla chased him off.

14. Was yesterday better than today? Why? "Today" starts for me when I go to bed and wake up from "yesterday." Since the last time I slept was in 2003, I can say that today was better... or at least longer than the day before.

15. Can you live a day without TV? Not when a day lasts 6 years, although I did make it for the first couple of years without even owning a TV.

16. Are you upset about anything now? Yeah, I'm not really happy with the pollution in Tokyo right now.

17. Do you think relationships are ever really worth it? Depends on the hourly rate, or if you get a discount for the whole night.

18. Are you a bad influence? You tell me.

19. Night out or night in? Night Train

20. What items could you not go without during the day? The sun, mostly.

21. Who was the last person you visited in the hospital? Jesus.

22. What does the last text message in your inbox say? Come see me in the Hospital.(It was from Jesus.)

23. How do you feel about your life right now? 5-6 degrees too warm.

24. Do you hate anyone? Not just anyone... who goes around just hating random people?

25. If we were to look in your Facebook inbox, what would we find? What's a "facebook"? I know what faces are, I know what books are... is it like a yearbook? And how would a bookface have an index?

26. Say you were given a drug test right now, would you pass? I haven't had a chance to study, but I hope I would do OK.

27. Has anyone ever called you perfect before? Yeah, but only around 2AM.

28. What song is stuck in your head? How do you get a song stuck in your head? Freak turntable accident?

29. Someone knocks on your window at 2 a.m., whom do you want it to be? Someone telling me I'm perfect. Or Alex Trebek.

30. Do you (or did you) want to have grandkids before you’re 50? For which meal, and cooked how?

31. Tell us your Saturday night. Shouldn't that be "you're"? Anyhoo..."You're Saturday night."

32. Do you think too much or too little? Yes.

33. Do you smile a lot? No, because that's how Godzilla keeps winding up on the floor.

Weird fucking Saturday night...

Well... after a yummy meatloaf dinner and the premier of Stargate Universe by way of Hulu, I decided to devote some time to studying for my history exam on Thursday. I heard my wife on the phone a few times, but didn't think anything of it. Work sometimes calls on weekends, no big deal. I went for a walk with the dog, and when I came back she was STILL on the phone.

Strange happenings at her job, of a sort that I can't describe for fear of causing legal trouble, but it is bad trouble for somebody... not my wife, but for somebody. The point is that she might have to stay on the phone for who knows how long, and might even have to drive down there and deal with stuff in person.

In the meanwhile, I've still got schoolwork to do and a stack of books that might never get read. So at least I'm covered.

I've got nada, zip, zero, zilch...

...ok, not true. I've got the Final Crisis graphic novel to read. The DC universe will be shattered! Again! Until the next time they blow everything up!

I've got a giant stack of books to read, and an even bigger stack of homework to do. Wish me luck?

Blogging from school 2: Electric Boogaloo

So I'm sitting here after taking a precalc test, assuming that I did sort of not-great on it(but got +5 extra credit on it, so that counts for something) and I'm already thinking about skipping the rest of my classes. I'm not going to, of course... but that's just the sort of thing I was posting about yesterday. My head really isn't in the game for some reason. At least I know that I could get a 71 on the test today and still have an A-average in that class.

Really, I have no idea what to do about it. I've got three tests next week, and one of them is an essay test on American history that I'm expected to produce serious essays for in class. I have a list of possible topics that might be on the test, so I suppose I'll create an outline for a couple of them so I know what to write about. NIGHTMARE. But, being overprepared is better than being underprepared. I guess.

I'm sitting here with 30 minutes until my next class, and I'm trying to get motivated. It is trigonometry, I'm not good at it because it is all new to me... and by not good, I mean I only got a 102 on the last test, and not the 104 I got on the first precalc test. It is all sort of intimidating, especially since I didn't do any of the homework this week or last. After I write up my essay outlines, I guess I'm doing a whole chapter's worth of homework over the weekend. I guess that's almost better than studying, because the information should really be fresh in my head.

I hate my English lit class... I just HATE IT. I don'y care for the professor's teaching style, and I find that I'm dreading going in there every day. Normally, I would have read the material and started on the papers early, but not this semester. I'm also a couple of days behind in that class. I just don't know what to do...

OK! five more hours and it is another long weekend. Maybe I can drag myself out of bed at the crack of noon tomorrow and get started on some of the schoolwork I've been neglecting. Maybe.