Saw Zoolander tonight, and it was definitely funny but not that often laugh-out-loud-funny which was a little disappointing. Of course, I’d already seen half of the punchlines over and over in previews so that probably had something to do with it. Between this movie and Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back, I’m slowly starting to forgive Will Ferrell for his previous crimes against humanity. A little. (Insert clever segue here) I’ve finally made the decision to drop my mechanical engineering class and take another quarter of school. I guess now I should make sure I let the school in on this, huh? Finally, is DeviantArt ever going to get moved to their new servers? Every day I keep stopping by hoping that they actually have the bandwidth for me to download wallpapers and skins to waste my time with but they still don’t. I’m just too impatient.
Monthly Archive for September, 2001
I haven’t tried this yet, because it won’t work here at work, but Deskswap looks pretty cool. Aside from the horrible security liability of letting everyone in the world see what you left open on your desktop when you went out for some Kung Pao chicken that is. Meanwhile, I’m currently up in the air as to whether or not I should forge ahead and graduate this quarter, or back off a little bit to give myself more time for the job search and graduate winter quarter. What to do, what to do??? If I wait a quarter it means I get to take some classes I wanted to but thought I couldn’t, like CIS 782 (3D graphics) and Art 455 (Holography). Very tempting. However, more loan debt is not so tempting so I remain undecided at this point. All this matters very little however in light of the fact that I will most likely be destroyed by the musical apocalypse of godspeed you black emperor! this coming Monday at the Wexner. Could I be any more excited? The answer is in fact, no I could not.
Fucinet is currently rocking my geek world with episode downloads of Space Ghost and the Brak Show. Oh man, I’m in love. “And if you think you’re going to get any sympathy from the shark, well then you won’t.”
The template picker finally started working again, so I’ve got this new look but I’m still not quite happy. I really want a more personalized template, but I’m just too lazy to work on it.
I’ve started thinking that I might decide not to graduate this quarter after all. When I met with my faculty advisor to ok my graduation application, he seemed to think I was taking on a lot with my course load and trying to find a job at the same time. I think I may drop a class, so I can have more time to look for a job. Of course that means more loans and 3 more months in school, but I think I can deal with that.
Where did I go? Well that seems like a rather odd question, considering that if you’re reading this odds are that you’re me, because I can’t really see anyone else reading this. If you’re asking and you’re not me, well then piss off, its none of your business now is it? No no, I kid. The truth is that I haven’t posted for 4 days because I’m starting to question the need for this, as it turns out that my life really isn’t too interesting. But then you knew that, didn’t you?
Lately: Wolfenstein Multiplayer Test. Whee! All I have to say is that the flamethrower is more fun than something of that nature should be allowed to be.
As it so happens, I start my final quarter of school tomorrow. Whee? I’m not entirely sure how I feel about that. I’ll keep you posted. Due to my new removed from campus location I had to buy a parking pass today, and do you know what? They didn’t mention anything about the ticket that I got last year. Screw you porkchop! I have defeated the system, and I do believe I deserve a Tofutti Cutie for my efforts.
Now, lets check who’s reading their referrer logs: Brett? Just curious to see if it works or not. In case it does: Hi Brett. Your blog is super rad.
Finally, a note to myself: You ordered the skull shirt from Diesel Sweeties today. Congratulations you magnificent bastard. Expect it in 3-4 weeks.
I’m still watching way more television than I ever normally would, even though there are rarely any new events I still turn on the news any chance I get. I don’t know why I feel so compelled to watch and wait for every new development, but I remain glued to the news. What worries me is that so many people seem to be crying out for war and military action. While I totally understand it, and I myself think it would be satisfying if we had one visible foe that we could engage and defeat, that just doesn’t seem to be the case here. Even if everyone even remotely associated with the attack is hunted down, there can be no treaty that would signal the end of a war. As much as we would like to belive this is a war in which we can use our impressive military might, I believe it is instead a criminal act of incredible magnitude. Unfortunately, no trial or sentance, no matter how just, could seem to be enough to pay for it so we feel the need for war.
Life goes on here in Columbus though, as my sister moved into the dorms here at OSU yesterday. That makes me feel so old. Ancient really. I’m almost done with school. Where did that come from? I really miss the times I had living on campus, but visiting her dorm now made me realize that without even noticing it I’ve just outgrown that part of my life.
As it turns out, I’m still here. All flights are still grounded, so there’s just no way I’m getting to Alaska. By the time flights resume, it would leave us with just about no time to spend in Alaska so we’ve decided to cancel the trip. Its just as well really, since this doesn’t seem like much of a time to take a vacation. Even in Alaska I’m sure we’d still be hearing constant reminders and incessant news reports. (Not that I’m trying to be callous, its just that there really is no escaping it) I seem to have a lot of free time on my hands all of a sudden. Maybe tomorrow I’ll make a misguided attempt at changing the design of this page. Or just rip someone else’s design off. That sounds like a plan.
Unbelievable. I’ve been watching tv for the last 4.5 hours, and I just had to step away for a while. It just seems so impossible, but both World Trade Center towers and the Pentagon have been hit with hijacked airplanes. Even more unbelievably, both towers have collapsed. Watching the images replay over and over on the screen, I was struck with the magnitude of this, and the realization that I was witnessing pictures happening now that would surely be in the history books of the next generation. I was watching as the second tower collapsed live on television, and it was the most horrible thing I’ve ever seen. The image was so stunning and darkly powerful that I didn’t know what to think. I just hope that its finally over. I first found out at about 9:00 on Metafilter right after I woke up. At that point, just the one plane had hit a tower. Immediately, I went downstairs to check the television and heard about the second crash. As shocking as that was, it just kept getting worse and worse as the Pentagon was hit and the towers collapsed. I was just dumbstruck, and wondered what else could possibly happen. As of this point the FAA has shut down all air travel nationwide, so my trip to Alaska is at best on hold but most likely cancelled. Even if I could fly tomorrow instead, I really don’t know if I’d want to. This has all just been so insane.
“I’m going up to Alaska, I’m gonna get off scot-fucking-free…”
As of 4:05 pm today, I will be up out of here heading to Alaska. I’m all packed right now except for the most essential items: my cds, camera, and journal. I don’t know exactly what to expect from this trip, but I’m pretty excited right now. Internet cafes are supposed to be fairly big in Alaska (or so I’ve heard) so maybe I’ll post from there. It just seems so improbable that at this time tomorrow, I’ll be thousands of miles away from here. I tell you, is this modern world of ours wacky or what?
Just back from the Built to Spill show at the Newport. So good, so very very good. They played with a band called the Delusions, which has some of the people that helped out on the latest BtS album. The opening was somewhat confusing, as the very first act was just a guy who later played in both the Delusions and BtS’s sets. I never caught his name, or found out why he was playing first. He started by himself, and was joined by 2 members of the Delusions after a few songs. He seemed to have a Neil Young complex, and he was pretty lackluster. Up next were the rest of the Delusions, finally bringing some excitement to the evening. They sounded similar to Built to Spill, circa Keep it Like a Secret, but just lacking some of the charm and energy. Definitely good though; I’m thinking about checking out one of their albums. By the time Built to Spill got set up and ready to go, I was more than ready. They launched into their set, and I was in heaven. Incomplete and out-of-order setlist: You Were Wrong, Car, Carry the Zero, In Your Mind, Everyone, Made-Up Dreams, Velvet Waltz, Untrustable/Part 2 (About Someone Else), Twin Falls Idaho, The Dream Police(Cheap Trick song?), Nowhere Nothing Fuck-up, and they finished with a really impressive version of Free Bird. Cliché? Maybe. Butt-rock? Ok, ok, say what you will about Skynrd, but it really worked as a huge finale. No chance of an encore after this one, it went out big. In conclusion, Doug Marsch is my hero, and Built to Spill tore shit up. Good night.
When I left Chemical Abstracts today, they gave me one of those motivational desk plaques. I want to know who comes up with these things, and how they can do it with a straight face. I can only hope they have to at least fight back a snicker. Now this is more my style. Urgent request to self: Please, please try to find a more interesting job before you graduate. Follow up note to self: Does a more interesting job even exist? Consider changing major with one quarter left. Check student loans, scratch changing major. Sigh with resignation, grit teeth, and brace for corporate cubicle hell. This is not happening, this is not happening, this is… Oh… *ahem* sorry. On the bright side I also got a batch of going-away-cupcakes, and a mix tape.
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