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Hey, uh, BC Calculus class:

Who's got two thumbs and just finished five and a half assignments? This guy.

I will allow copying for sexual favors. At least tomorrow will only suck for one-and-a-half assignments, not the usual seven or so.

Harvey Mudd seems like a great college, if I don't want to have a life for the next four years. I went to the meeting because I did not want to go to physics. At least the in-state applications don't require, you know, real essays. I really should get started on the out-of-state applications, now shouldn't I...

I have this unyielding need to watch Batman Begins again. But I also have this unyielding need to write.

Oh, on that note, we saw The Bat-Man last night walking around Old-Town Scottsdale. I wish he had hung out with us. He reminded me that I need to make the Scarecrow costume, sometime. And then we went to Olive Garden. And it was good. And OMFG [ profile] jawzdharken your costume was incredible OMG. [ profile] kaiye isn't a real Sith because she wears flowered socks under her robes. Too bad her light-saber is just too freaking awesome for words.

I got hand-cuffed to a Chii at school. And Sterling and Alex are my Heroes of the Week.

I burned a Super-Hardcore Happy Halloween CD last night. This would be the track list:
Super Happy Fun-Time... Fun. )

As of late I've been distant and cold, most of all to myself. All for stupid reasons. But we've all got our vices. Why is the 'cold' emoticon crying? I do not cry when I'm feeling distant and cold. Crying is emotional.

If I were smart, I'd go to bed right now.
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God I feel so much better today. I only had to take two lie-downs today, but as of this typing I've got energy and my vision is clear and I'm ready to rule the night again. I'll be going in to the doctor tomorrow for a check-up, just to make sure things are healing properly and to have my stitches taken out. I'm eating solid food. Dad picked up Chinese for me on his way home from work.

I hate being an invalid. I hate feeling weak and having people have to run my errands for me. I've got pride a mile wide and every other cliché description for "a pretty big amount".

I'll be back in school tomorrow. It sounds like I did not miss too much today, anyway. I'm almost having fun doing my lit analysis and calculus because I can concentrate without feeling sick. It makes me realize what people who have serious illnesses have to battle every day just to achieve what healthy people take for granted. Those people--the ones who don't allow illness to get in the way of their lives--are worthy of all the respect in the world.

I've been having odd, vivid dreams involving random people from livejournal and, in one case, my Spanish teacher and the Women's Choir.

I talked to Cousin Chris about my Halloween costume today a bit. His original idea involved an LCD screen and a video camera; it’s a nice idea but a bit involved. Sounds like tacky-ass Halloween makeup and props are the way to go. I just need to get back down to Spirit.
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So, [ profile] xcerebraledemax dropped me off because I was in quite a bit of pain, but that is what I get for thinking I can go off the Vicodin before the doctor says I can. I was just sick of being lethargic and useless; it's either that or hurting like hell, and I'd prefer the former. I feel much better now that I've taken my medicine, but now I can't drive anywhere, and I'm in for the night with a pot of green tea, missing [ profile] kaiye's sexy party at the hookah bar. [ profile] keichisfuuma and [ profile] xcerebraledemax made me soup when they got me home, which was nice of them, but I sent them on their way because I didn't want them to miss the party. Guys: thank you again for going out of your way to drop me off because I'm stubborn and retarded and won't take my meds until I think I'm going to go blind and deaf.

Edit: [ profile] keichisfuuma just called me and said that they want to pick me up in the limo even though I'm a Big Fat Retard and made Annie drive all the way back up to my house so I could get my medication; why do these people put up with me?.

Oh, yeah, we saw Resident Evil Doom, fine piece of cinematography that it is. If you want an hour and a half of stock industrial techno and The Rock blasting aliens with his Big Fucking Gun, then be my guest to spend your six-fifty. You get some free pseudo-science and lame attempt at philosophy/plot with the package. It's best to see in a large group of gamers, none of whom have any intent to take the damn movie seriously. There is one sequence that is directed as though one is walking through the game with a Big Fucking Gun; that brought back some memories.

I think I may have to watch GoldenEye tonight. It's too bad Frenchie the ex-band director stole my copy of the game. No, I'm not kidding about that. She also stole my copies of Star Fox 64 and Mario Kart 64. Those games are classic.


Oct. 17th, 2005 11:17 pm
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I've had cramps all day, and I can't take painkillers because I'm going under the knife in thirty-six hours. Suck.

So I've been lying in bed with a heating pad on my abdomen and watching Arrested Development and Futurama and playing Dynasty Warriors--when I'm not driving around the Valley in the usual requisite rounds to get people to and from my house. But that was good.

The weather was pure, unadulturated sex today. It was stormy and rainy and delicious. It was pitch-black while I was driving [ profile] jawzdharken home, save for the requisite urban lights, and one of the street signs at the intersection of McClintock and Baseline was flickering. Very cyberpunk and gritty. I wanted to take a picture, but my camera was dead.

I think I'm going to go watch those stand-up comedy DVDs [ profile] irbaboon gave me. I've never been a fan of stand-up, but she claims that they're hysterical, so they goddamn well better be.
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Watching House, M.D. with my mother is interesting. She usually guesses What Is Wrong with the patient before the doctors on the show do.

The weather is pure sexiness right now. It's cloudy and potentially rainy and otherwise delicious.

I was finally able to post this online. Didn't place in the contest. Oh well.

I don't have the Sundays because there is no school tomorrow. Happiness.


Oct. 12th, 2005 03:59 pm
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I want to play DDR. Right now. Problem is my pad is one of those cheap-ass $20 dollar pads; I've been stomping on it for three years and it's dying. And it slides all over the floor. Maybe this will be my birthday present to myself. I like the USB compatability; that means I can finally play StepMania with a pad.

I'm going to birthday dinner at [ profile] oats_n_honey's house in a couple of hours. We share a birthday. That makes him incredibly cool.

Rachel's phone keeps calling me and leaving ten-minute messages of nothing but background noise. I wish there was a 'block' option on cell phones.
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Conversation with the wife )

Today the English teacher mentioned the "Child Crusades", in which the Pope sent children to the Holy Land because they were 'pure' and 'untainted'. My first thought was "Altar boys." And that made me laugh. Is this because I'm sick?

Midnight begins my last twenty-four hours as a legal minor. Really is time to get on that crime spree.

I don't have to be at school tomorrow until 11:30. Hah.
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To: Arizona, the state of
From: Everybody

This is just a friendly reminder that it is October the Fourth, the fourth day of the second nominal month of autumn, two weeks following the Autumnal Equinox.


"October" does not mean "Hay it's going to be 95*F and humid as Houston K?"

For all our sakes, please chill out. Seriously. Plzkthxbye.


The rocket did pretty well today, except for that whole thing about the parachute not deploying. The nose cone landed on the school roof. Some nice kid, who is apparently a professional stunt double for a part time job, scaled the roof and got it down for us.

I definitely spent half of fifth hour talking to Mrs. Miller about Eurotrip and college. I conveniently forgot to tell her that I actually have a full schedule this year and, therefore, actually have a fifth hour. You know, when it comes right down to it, I only have Senioritis in the nominal sense. I'm the school system's pussy-bitch.

Edit: Tacos Pepe is still there; it was hidden behind the auto parts store. Crisis averted. See, talking to me is like playing DDR on a "Jump to Conclusions" mat.
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My calculus textbook keeps reminding me to "Be clever!"

Thanks for the tip.
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...and the night of the living dead is on its way. What's the consulation prize, anyway? Somebody needs economy-sized dreams of hope, the ones she's never known, because I know it's all that she wanted.

So, ever since we got back from Texas, Rachel has been listening to Shania Twain nonstop. The scariest part is that I know the lyrics to the majority of the songs. I think she's having a backlash to our late-elementary-school days when Shania was the Texas Girl's equivalent of Brittney Spears.

The only liquid I have consumed all day is tea in some form or another.

I have handcuffs on both my wrists for no reason whatsoever.

Where are those damn contest results?
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So, what does it say about me when Dr. Crane and Dr. Lecter are directly responsible for me considering psychiatry as a profession?

I know deep down the job would be nowhere near as glamorous and exciting as they make it, but I still like the idea of invoking psychology and peoples' innermost fears for my personal amusement.

I would get none patients and would revert to plan B of Being an Evil Overlord, but the police reports would still call me "Dr. Cook", and that's nifty.
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