It's aliiiive....it's aliiiiive!

But I'm dead. So very, very dead. Frankenstein essay is printed and ready to go, but I still have a computer assignment to finish by monday, a computer midterm on tuesday, a calculus quiz on wednesday and an algebra assignment on thursday. And I'm going home this weekend for Chinese New Year (Happy Sheep!), so lots of hamster cage cleaning for me (will stand up to Ho-ming this time. No Biku, not a pigeon. Or device.) and mass family dinners to attend. Whee!

Don't point that thing at me.

Ow. Donated blood yesterday. Felt like a giant bee came and attacked my arm while asking me if I had visited Guatemala in the past 20 years and, if so, whether I had come into contact with anyone who owned a dog who sniffed a cow that belonged to someone who had slept with a man who had slept with a man who had slept with a security blanket that was made by a woman who had worked in a potato factory managed by a latte guzzling Beanie Baby collector on steroids. Or something like that.

No more work tonight

Network copy of The Two Towers is up and running. Mmmm....

Addition: Augh! They've been anime-fied! Too girly! Bishounen factor increasing exponentially! Help!

Damn straight!

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Oh crappy.

Lovely weather for househunting in pedestrian Kingston. Wheeee! Bring on the windchill!

Blah blah blah.

I know I do my share of complaining (see post below, read: sarcastic rambling whining), but some people take it too far. Take someone with a decent family, going to a good school, with all the luxuries that many people dream of (regular meals, decent home, relative personal freedom) and they still moan incessantly about how it all sucks. Several things I'd like to say:

1. Parents are not as dumb as you think.


2. Okay, maybe high school ain't that fun. Learn to like/tolerate it. Don't just sit there and complain about how horrible it is. Go out and do something about.


3. Please, for the love of Pete, don't whinge about lack of cellphone/designer clothes/perfect figure/etc. Geez, piss me off.

Must. Not. Use. Foul. Language.

So I'll just scream instead.

AUUUUUGH!!! BLAAAAGHHHHHHAAAARR!!

Not much better. Three false fire alarms last night (minus 20 degrees) due to a fault in the system. That might not be fixed yet. So tonight there might be more. Gargh. Level of displeasure can only be expressed in monosyllablic grunts. Ug. Blargh. GUH!

Another quiz-nyar?

....chuuuu.....

You're a mascot!

You're small, you're cute, you're fluffy. You're the essential schoolbag accessory for every magical girl; you're probably sitting on the bishounen's shoulder; you hang around the base and provide comic relief from the mecha pilots; and once an episode you get squished by the Villain. You've somehow become necessary for every self-respecting anime series, although your plot functions are negligible. We all hate you, you know. Which generic anime character are you?

Continuing on the anime vein, found all of Cowboy Bebop. And Lydia brought back all of Digicharat with her. So many things to watch. Including Firefly. Mmm....

You know it's stormy out when the snow is continuously blowing up. Again, damn these northern latitudes!

We received our midyear transcripts a little while ago. Did surprisingly well in computer programming (yay for bell curving and high marks!) English was average (I figure the best you can realistically do in this class is 80%). Algebra and calculus were okay, as was psychology. Hey, A average is great enough for me (unlike many other people here who stop at nothing short of 90's in all classes, including living in residence).

House hunting rocky. Still haven't quite decided how many people in our house, many four persons, very few fives, therefore need to decide soon. Like tonight at dinner. Can't wait until all the hard stuff (finding a house, sucking up to landlords, signing a lease) is over and the fun times can begin (picking rooms, deciding who's bringing a rice-cooker, thinking about the prospect of being able to eat real food, etc.)

Hee hee. Captain Tightpants.

Oh, I am smitten. Started watching Firefly a little while ago. Too bad it's been cancelled by Fox (bugger). But it might be picked up by UPN, so fingers crossed everyone.

Jayne: "Don't think you can change my mind by goin' all...bendy..." *passes out*

Wash: *playing with plastic dinosaurs* " 'And we shall call this land.....This Land!' 'I think we should call it your grave!' 'Curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal!' "

Kaylee: "Oh, don't be upset! He makes everybody cry! He's like a monster."
Mal: "What? I'm not a monster!"

Mad Packing Race Begins!

Jeans, sweatshirts, parka, igloo, team of sled-dogs. Done and done.

Well, not really. I'm almost done packing, but every five minutes I remember that I need something else and find myself rampaging through the house until I find it. So it isn't so much a race as it is a scavenger hunt.

Paraphrased Kitsune: Why am I rampaging again? Oh well. No time to think! *unabashedly continues rampage*

Back to Kingston tomorrow with Lydia. Too bad I won't have my taser with me in the car. Now that would have been interesting. Zappy zappy!

Twenty centimeters of snow outside. Fresh, white, inviting snow. Perfect for toboganning. Too bad it's already dark out. Damn these Northern latitudes!