The Extended Eve

Well, its New Year's Eve, and I'm sitting here alone. Local time 8pm. Still have some time before the real New Years. Going out to a family friend party, not especially... special, but it'll do. Its just another couple hours on any other day.

I was listening to Something Corporate – I Want to Save You. [Oh no!] I feel so weak and emo. Wish I could capture the moment.

But what am I doing… pointless, nothing to do. The air is starting to smell like fire and brimstone. Mm sulphorous hell. The sound of the fireworks make Rammstein – Feuer Hrei! very appropriate.

Had more to say, more to show, but I must be off-

The Special Mundane

I'm loving this whole quadrilingual thing they have going on here in Hawaii.

At the ticket window, they spelled Beethoven, "Beethovin." Heh, went to hear his Symphony Number 9. That's classic, in more ways than one.

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On a much less than cheerful note, I just learned that Shigeki Miyake passed away. I am honestly disappointed that I'll never be able to meet or talk to him.

So... I Finally Got Leid

The last bit has been sort of a blur for me. The things I can remember:

I found that I like plumeria:

found a place that makes me feel like I'm in Japan:

All the beautiful people, but sort of diluted. Hope Japan doesn't becode like this in the near future.

ate at a small, nice, genuinely Japanese Ramen place:

briefly strolled along the famous Waikiki strip and beach:

This is a real rich place. I've seen more of the common side so far, being a resident. It was quite a site/sight. There were places there that were so aesthetic and romantic it hurts.

got leid: (shield your eyes!)

and saw a boba place: (sorry pic didn't come out).

A picture post. That is all for now.

The Next Hawaii Day

...whenever this was. A bit behind schedule. I believe that I'm officially writing about Christmas and the day after.

The day of, I recall going to a family friend's house. She lives right on some bay, and the view from her back yard is gorgeous:

I took one of her kayaks and went out into the sea on my own. That was very nice, drifting over the coral, sliding through the water.

The next day I took part in some mochi making. My hand is still cramped from swinging the mallet. Here's a video [Right-click and say 'Save Target As'] of some other people taking their turns.

Nothing else profoundly exciting these days. Might make it to this on New Year's Eve.

Side note, still like some 90s music. I wonder if it was its own era? Listen to the musical build up and bit around and after 3:00 of Third Eye Blind - Jumper.

The mosquitoes are eating me alive!

The End of Another Chapter

I just found out that my estranged grandfather in Japan is on his last legs. If you've ever talked to me about my family, you'll know that his passing will be a very significant event. This is definately going down in the books.

Hawaii: Howling

So there's a Hawaiian term here, "Howlie," which is about equivalent to 外人 [gaijin, meaning foreigner]. Its cool that this island nation, although once trounced by the U.S., still has a sense of self.

Ran some errands after arriving at the airport, feels like home, not running straight off to a luxury hotel or tourist traps.

Had some tangerines fresh off a tree laden with them. [Mmm, delicious.] In our yard we also have a starfruit tree, mango tree, coconut tree... and probably others that I don't know about. This truly is a tropical place.

Looks like something off a postcard: just a snapshot.

I got to spend a good bit of the day in Honolulu. Saw both sides of the city. Can be clean and nice, can be seedy and depressing.

Reminds me of Seattle. Also reminds me of a dirtier and more crass version of Japan.

Later, visited Hanauma Bay. This is a touristy place I guess, and it was free to Hawaii Residents. [My dad got in free, but I couldn't prove residency, grr.]

View of the bay before the walk down.

Nice place, besides the crowds of people. [I liked hearing the myriad of languages being spoken.] We went out into the reef, saw all sorts of fish and coral swimming and growing right at arms length. The ocean is very picturesque.

X-Mas

X seems to be equivalent... Thinking X-men, who else could have supernatural healing and self-resurrection powers?

This will officially be the warmest [in temperature], most detached Christmas ever.

Have a lunch/dinner appointment tonight with someone I think.

Have a merry one of you go for that kind of thing.

Wonderous Airports

Making my way to Colorado, then making my way to Hawaii. Airports always yield some kind of surreal experience for me. It helped that I didn't have a proper night of sleep for several days before and after.

So... I spent 4pm to 7am at DIA (canceled flight, should've been out by 6) only getting slim bits of sleep in the airport or the airplane. I felt so detached and tired. Insomnia came to mind. Thinking Fight Club. And single serving friends. Also The Mechanist, what a great movie. Can’t sleep, I know the feeling. Losing my mind. Feel so thin, "if [I] was any thinner, [I] wouldn’t exist." (The Mechanist) Where am I? What am I doing?

The wintery wasteland of the Colorado desert.

In Phoenix, while waiting for the last leg of the flight, I had a spine shivering experience. I was blasting Linkin Park – Numb (chorus at 2:20) as loud as the headphones will go. Some people say Linkin Park is too whiny; yeah, I can see that, but the chord power and progression there is enough for me.

Let me elaborate. Normally the airport is so noisy, this music blocked out all other sound, I saw people rushing and and strolling, the masses of people, all of them meaningless to me, but probably each with their own story. The chorus hit me, and all of the sudden, all the people seem so... numb, so meaningless; there’s so many of them, like ants, ultimately aimless. I still was seeing surreal.

I was even feeling The Prodigy – Wind it Up, being like that must've enhanced the whole music effect.

Leavin' Town

[That would be Dexter Freebish].

After the days of finals... cleaned up the room... cleaned off the improvised whiteboards...

Said goodbye to the winter wonderland of Lancaster, PA...

So... I had an early flight out on the morning of the 19th. I tried going to sleep relatively early... but that didn't work out so well.

I'm convinced my neighbor is a druglord. She demands respect. Like a mofia leader, you just don't mess with her. She has a nice public image though. Went out to have chinese food with her once. She doesn't believe in God or organized religion. [Chalk one up.]

Last night, a dazed me returning to my room at 3am-ish from the bathroom witnessed this:

Weed smoke heavy on the air. Trippy music blasting. A random guy comes up to her door. He neverously gives a :knock knock knock:. [Its not just him, its lots of random guys.] He :nervously opens the door:. He prefaces his entry, "Sorry, I knocked first..." He steps in, the busic blares into the hallway, and the door closes behind him. The smell of smoke comes again at full speed not too long after.

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I was just sorting through my quotes the other day, and came across this:

"If you're not depressed, you're just not paying attention." - Mac Albright

This wise man passed away last Friday, may he rest in peace.

Swipe me again

Meal swipe burning time. A time of waste and want. Gluttony runs rampant. Using someone elses card , I bought 2 large subs, 4 fountain drinks, a chicken caesar labretti, chicken parmesan, and 8 doughnuts. Not the most impressive, but quite a run anyway.

I'm so sleepy, don't know wether to blitz work on the Genetic Testing essay, or take some rest and work at it slowly. Have till Sunday.

When I was reading through all the chapters in my Orgo Chem book, readying for the exam, I came across the section about cycloalkanes and angle strain. It said the best way to test the energy from angle strain is by measuring the heat of combustion of the carbon ring. This brought up the great memory of the hilarious high school lab where we were trying to figure out the heat of combustion of a peanut or something.

We had such awful equipment, no proper bomb calorimeter or anything. Styrofoam cups were considered elite. So my group got creative and put the thermometer probe right against the heating aluminum foil. We could get accurate temperature readings, right? Haha, we maxed out one probe, breaking it I think, returning it to the box, and took another one. We tried being a little more cautious, but I think we maxed that one out as well. We returned it to the box.

Yeah, that might just point out how much of a geek I really am, because I find that so amusing. The simple things in life. I still blame it on the school's poor equipment.

Oh, and on an even funnier note, I think in the stress caused by studying for the Orgo Chem final, I caused myself some internal bleeding. Looks pretty... cool, if I may say so myself, though I could see 'ugly' being a functional word there too. No different than the norm I suppose.

Have a gander at the winter-wonder-landiness from my window's view:

Got to enjoy snow, always.

Let the fog roll in

Last night, or rather, early this morning, there was a thick fog blanketing everything. I thought it was just a dense snow flurry at first, but when I stuck my head out the window, it was like being in a giant humidifier. I like fog, such a rare and precious thing.

A new pet peeve: even if I'm not known to someone, I now realize that I take offense to someone choosing the pronoun, "kid" for me. In the whole scheme of things, I may still fit in that age bracket, but for some reason that grates my nerves. So don’t call me kid.

Still in the thick of finals week. I really should be doing even more studying/reading/researching/preparation. After this I’m planning on hitting the books hard.

Listen to Oasis - Stop Crying Your Heart Out, that, or if you’re in a more beat-mood, try [http://24.8.129.128:8000/virtualdj.mp3]. Put this is your media player that can handle streaming/urls. He’s still working on his DJing skills, and I don’t know if his hours are regular, but try and tune in.

Anything that has something negative on Harry Potter is positive in my books.

Avoid Cancerous Sugar

Seriously. You're better off drinking normal, "fattening" soda instead of that malign diet stuff. Look out for those little pink nutra-sweet cancer baggies too.

I mean, it doesn't matter if you get a little weight, right? I mean, science technology is keeping up.

I dreamt I was invincible. What does that mean? Also in that dream, I saw someone's hed get run over. Sorta looked like a basketball, bending the fender. I often dream I can see with my eyes closed. I want people all to line up, and get in the picture, but they just keep milling about in confusion. Oh well, everyone is laughing. Who is that sitting on the couch? having a foot-war with who? in which basement? I have defined bully psychology and tamed a lion. Stake-out. Douse the lights, hush. I've even hit it off with you, sweet stranger. Violence and anger is infectous.

Mailbox in Colorado Springs, CO. Taken the night after the Disturbed concert oh so long ago.

I'm listening to Hans Zimmer and James Newton Howard's Eptesicus off the Batman Begins soundtrack. There's a melody not unlike the theme in this song who's origin I have yet to find.

Back to F&M: the Final Stretch

I think I can safely say that this is the beginning of the end (good song, Spineshank)... of the semester that is. Going to be really busy from here on out- at least I should be, otherwise I'm doing something horribly wrong.

Anyway, coming back from the rustic mountain setting, we stopped by a small roadside, family, farm stand.

It was unmanned of course, with a little box to pay for whatever you took by yourself. All honor. I guess they can expect it out here. (Caption under the rabbits: "Bunnies: $3.00 ea. Place money in fruitstand box."

Got a decent graveyard shot on the way back too. Graveyards are nice places. Also reminds me of the video game I was just playing on someone else's PS2: Midnight Club, or something like that. Can take your car/motorcycle into a cemetary and knock down tombstones left and right. Makes quite a mess of things. Tombstones are expensive. I'm saving up for mine.

Abysmal Sunday

If the Friday after Thanksgiving is black...

Just the night before was the first snow! It was so minimal that it was all melted by morning, but at least it happened.

Had a good time this weekend with some extended family. Shared thanksgiving dinner, and a couple nights at a cabin in the woods.

The cabin in all its boarded-up, perspective-skewed glory.

Complete with a separate luxury out-house.

I built this here fire.
If you know me, then you know I'm a pyromaniac. I think it runs in the family. At Thanksgiving dinner, my uncle showed me how to make a mini flame-thrower out of a clementine (YES! CLEMENTINE, MMM!) peel.

I also left some permanent scorch marks/craters in the carpet and on the couch. Can't be helped when tossing another log into the inferno. Playful little embers.

The feeling of being around a bunch of people who are essentially strangers, yet somehow related, some by blood, others by marriage, is a unique one. Things are supposed to be different around family right? Meeting family, making friends with family members for the first time... Not to mention that now I'm at the age where I'm no longer always considered one of the 'kids' underfoot. Get to/(have to?) mix with everybody.

Some of the return trip and other randomness tomorrow.

Wheat Bread in White America

Not trying to be, but yes, I know I'm racist. This last weekend I went to a convention in Scranton, PA. Someone had warned me before I left how they don't much care for those of different skin. I thought he was just sortof joking.

Reminds me of that one time, we stopped in a small town somewhere along the way to or from Iowa. My dad and I went into a gas station convenience store. I got heard heard some mutterings underbreath about "chinese" or "funny eyes." Absolutely hilarious.

Anyway, in Scranton, I noticed it when we went to the grocery store for some food.


Without acception, everyone besides me was the spitting image of white America. It was, in a way, shocking to see so little diversity. Once again, I found the number of double takes and such very amusing. I guess in these little pockets of undistubed America, some still live in their natural habitats.

It was actually a gaming convention. Never been to one before, figured I'd jump in the car and ride along.

This was just a home-made board made from legos for a game named Frag, which I never ended up trying.

I'm dissapointed by the gamer stereotype, and also those who perpetuate it.

Will it ever snow?? Raining at the moment. Fitting.

I'll leave you with something giddy, albeit with depressing lyrics. The Wallflowers - I'm Looking Through You

Coloring

Yay, drawing pictures and coloring them! This is what college is all about. This will be the second class I'm doing it for. Going to illustrate an orriginal Japanese folk tale. Its going to be great. Oh, and the killing scene will be quite... red.

So... I'm a sucker too. I donated a little money to help out F&M Women's Basketball. Hey, there's incentive, I could win a prize. Eh, probably never again, unless its a cause in which I actually would advocate... like Students for Marriage Equality or something. Yeah, they have some of my dollars.

The Harry Potter movie is showing tonight! I could go! Yay! [Note, heavy, acidic, dripping, corrosive sarcasm.] Even if it was free... tsk tsk. There are better things to do...

Run run run

I watched the trash collector empty the dumpsters today. I sort of envy how simple and straight-forward his job seems.

Have a presentation on several court cases, in which the use of genetic testing is an issue, this evening. Hope the rest of the group is ready.

Oh, and for all you people that I've argued this at one time or another:
Cold Hands

Ever notice the similarity between Bloc Party - Positive Tension, and Garbage - Run Baby Run?

go ahead, twist it.

sickness, loathing, envy, greed, self-hatred, denial, pain, drifting... apathy.
ughhhhhh, fuck.

This is Intellectual Brilliance

Someone just shot a bottle rocket down the hallway (and no, suprizingly enough, it was not yours truly.) The smell of sulfur pervades the airspace. I somewhat don't non-ashamedly fail to not admit that I haven't not done something unlike that before.
"I think it would take an enigma machine and a couple of german scientists to untangle that sentence." - C. Harris

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I watched the movie Closer some time ago, but failed to write anything about it. I don't want to spoil it for anyone that hasn't, but I'd like to say that I'm happy she played them all. Great ending. Oh, another plus is that there's a scene where they used Prodigy - Smack My Bitch Up.

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And lastly, in the life of a medieval chicken farmer:
Farmer: I check to see if the chickens laid any eggs.
The Universe: No, they didn’t.
Farmer: All right, I pick one up and kill it, making it an example for the others.

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Still studying for my orgo chem test... grr, its tough.

Empathy Field

Hypothesis:
Because emotion is a chemo-mental response to the environment, and empathy is a common response in many humans, then there must be released pheremones for all of the emotions.

Example:
Someone in the next room if bawling. I'm not feeling the greatest.

Counter-argument:
Could be the comedown from all the weed she smokes.

No, but realistically, what causes empathy?

I was typing a post yesteray, once again, not in the most joyful mood, and as if on queue, the computer in the lab fizzed out and restarted. I like to think it was cause and effect. The funny thing is that other computers did it too. Not all of them, not even ones that were nearby in rows or anything, just random ones around the room. Many of them being used by people I've been acquainted to, people that were working on important assignments. You'd hear exclamations come from here and there in the lab. Maybe its the futurama talking again, but then again, maybe its some higher-order empathetic connection....

Been a long October

...and there's reason to believe, maybe this month will be better than the last. (Listen to Counting Crows - Long December.)

Here we go again

Well, that was a rather lengthy weekend. Felt that way in any case, plus we got that extra hour.

I feel someone excluded from news, I didn't find out until yesterday that the Civil Rights Movement's Rosa Parks passed away.

There was an accident in the street right outside my window. I hear cars screetching and honking out there, but this was the first time there was actual contact.

Not much of an update, I don't have much to say. Wish I could write more freely. I have so many things I'm not attending to already... I'll leave you with this:

Marilyn Manson - Use Your Fist and Not Your Mouth
“I woke up today and wished for tomorrow
I don't want to be like anyone else
I woke up today and wished for tomorrow
I don't want to even be myself”

Chills

Mmmm, I love this season. Winter is the greatest. So cozy and such a magical time.

"If you're cold, I'll keep you warm. If you're low, just hold on."
[Listen to Dido - Don't Leave Home]

Still've got plenty of school work. I could moan about it here more, but I wont.

"Not like a species for the bio people here, the chemical species." Chem professor still cracking jokes. "Its not a carbocation, like a holiday, its a carbo-cat-ion."

Oh yeah, and there was a fall festival thing. I made a little jack-o-lantern. Who does it look like to you?

Blue Skies and Barbed Wire

Ah, lovely scenery. What's becoming of the world. At least we can explain it more and more...



Hehe, but then again, I love nomenclature.

Last Day of Break

So ends the quiet chapter of this semester. From here on out I sense that it is going to be busy and stressful.

All that really happened that's of interest is the walk to the mall, and the outing for Chinese food last night. (Bad bad service, don't know if I'll ever eat there again.) Other events were pretty dry, repetitive stuff, minus some interesting exchanges over the classic AIM...

I've been studying today, to some extent, after sleeping in for quite some time, but I really need food. I hope the D-Hall is open for dinner tonight.

Tomorrow I have a Japanese skit to perform, and another experiment to execute in the lab. There's an oral interview on Friday in Japanese, along with a chapter test.

Thank goodness its only a 3 day week.

Something I was happy about... I got an envelope in the mail today from my beautiful one and only. There was also notification of another package, but I couldn't get it because the mail center is still closed for break.

I need something for motivation, something for drive. Something to pull me through this next couple of weeks until blissful winter break. Need to concentrate. This is it. This is what I've been waiting my whole life for, I need to make the most of it.

By the way, listen to Sevendust - Enemy.

I guess I'm off to dinner (hopefully) or maybe a try at Civilization: the Board Game. All work and no play makes Shigeki a worthless boy.

Anime: Tenjou Tenge

This was a somewhat amusing anime series. The plot could best be described as a giant fork, one of the tines a little bent. The whole point of watching it was for the fights and a few of the nicely translated lines (see above). Oh, and the fanservice was certainly excessive.

It really needs a sequel. I guess I'm saying the plot had promise, but it just didn't pull it off.

On a side note, listen to one of the many remixes of Rammstein – Stripped, or of one of the covers. The rolling guitar is incredible.

MV: The Scientist

I love the style of this music video, not to mention the song as well. Cool how they did the lip-synching.

Makes me feel something. Its cathartic, I love feeling (even feigned) emotional pain on queue.

Nightmare Before Christmas

I've never seen the movie before, so I took the time to watch it yesterday afternoon. One part of the movie made me audibly laugh, so there had to be something to it.


BUNNY!

Even though I generally don't like musicals all that much, I managed to sit though the songs in this. I really liked the animation style, not to mention the darker humor. My one objection is that the girl should've been patched flesh and bone, not a cloth and leaves scarecrow.

The movie has my approval for at least a one time watch. Oh, and I did rewatch the "BUNNY!" scene multiple times. Now what was the name of the sequel? or at least the other movie by the same producer?

Fall(ing and) Break(ing)

Aww, someone stopped by to say goodbye, how sweet. There are some vague "have a good fall break" notes on my door too. Its going to be a fairly quiet and lonely time methinks. Mixed blessing.

I am once again reminded of my total social retardation. I shouldn't even try from the beginning, I just dissapoint everyone. The other day I had the repeated realization that I tend to make people I talk to depressed too.

On a different not, I'll mention two Nine Inch Nails songs. Angel is one. Sounds so odd. Like a big hair band song or something. Interesting NIN sound. The other is Help Me I Am In Hell, off the Broken album. Very short, only instrumental, but I really like the sound of it.


Its been a long time since I've seen or hear it, but I meant to talk about it. We have a DDR club here, and some enthusiasts also have something called StepMania or something for the computer. I'll quote the super hero again, on watching someone play: "Your fingers are like little Pedros!"

I ate my last provided meal at the D-Hall. I think I'm going to end up not eating much for the next couple of days. Emaciation, here I come.

That's Why I'm Busy

I finally got around to watching Unleashed (Danny the Dog) the other day. Good fight scenes and music. I mean, martial arts movie, how can you pass it up? Plus it had Morgan Freeman and Jet Li in it.

I misstyped one character in my journal entry for Japanese class. My teacher raised an eyebrow:

たくさんべんきょうするから、とってもいそがしかった。―＞ たくさんべんじょうするから、とってもいそがしかった。

If you get it, I salute you. If you don't, you can ask me for a translation.


There. There's the formula. Pacman is god.

For my music plug, I'll recommend you listen to the guitar in Cky - Rio Bravo.

Say It Ain't So

To start off, listen to the song in the title by Weezer... "My love is a lifetaker."

Tuesday I missed my first college class. Math & Art. It was bound to happen sometime. I had it ingrained in my head that the class started at 11:30, when it actually started at 10:30. I've just had fortuitous contacts before, egging me on to get to class.

I was trying to do research the other day, and I IMed the advertised help contact at the library. Its supposed to be there all the time for you:

shigekims (3:07:42 PM): hello?
askandyfum is idle at 3:07:46 PM.

Pff. Figures. It was like it was planned. They're out to get me.

I managed to get a good book on Samuel van Hoogstraten anyway. Not the issue is actually getting around to reading the material and writing the essay.


Alas, still the only crucible in which to boil water.

Tonight I went out to dinner with a total sociopath. Crazy guy, he cracks me up. He just seems inhuman, beyond what people actually reasonable do in day to day life. That must be why he's so interesting. He showed me some videos he's made, of which I am not at liberty to describe or relate any. All I can say is that they were hilarious. Especially considering they happened in real life.

Aww, rain stopped

Alas, the rain is over. Rained all day yesterday and into the morning though. 50+ consecutive hours of it. It was wonderful. Especially coming from a desert. Everything is just wet now. Wet wet wet.

AHH! ...this would've been appropriate for the last post.
Not sure who made it, but its a cute little milkbox, no?

Instead of milk-trucks, this morning there was a fascist truck. Hmm, look out for blue baseball hats.

I have nothing to say... let's see... how about... the fact that... I seem to have an uncanny way of depressing those around me...

Don't listen to the lyrics, listen to the sound of the lyrics. "I feel so real... Hey dad what do you think about your son now." Filter - Take A Picture.

Rain rain, please stay

It still raining this morning, I think even after raining for practically all 24 hours yesterday. I love this kind of weather. EVen though the rain isn't coming down as hard as it could, its just nice having cool drizzliness with you everywhere you wander.

Last night I went with the asian club to do bowling. It was one of those things that I was initially not so inclined to do, but I'm glad I did. Felt like I sort of got to know some other people, (including a symphonic metal rocker), as well as scare and annoy some others. Well, I guess everyone. I'm too competitive. (Haha, I bowled a 209!) Need to learn to phenotypically express more of my emotionless Japanese genes. I only make a fool out of myself.

Thomsen still makes his foolish jokes, and they're still quite novel:
“Make a model. Carry it around with you. Impress your friends.”
and on stereoisomerism:
“You left handed people will like this. Sinister, for left handed. Evil. There are some cultures where they’d kill the left handed, or take them all and leave them on an island because they thought they were evil.”
Hmm, you'd have to be there.


Maybe I should stop drinking the milk. That's just creepy.

I'll leave you with some lyrics and a song you should listen to:
“Lie, cheat, steal... our guilt, our blame, I've been far too sympathetic.” Tool – Intolerance

Kawaii ロボット

Heh, I've found this comic, "Questionable Ethics" quite amusing so far.

A time long long ago

Well, since I said I would, and I'd rather before the next weekend starts, I'll summarize my last one.

On Friday afternoon, I went to the local mall with some people. I know, I normally wouldn't go, but I went for the boba. Its really too sweet, but its still a delightful novelty.

I then went with a group of people to see Serenity. I sat behiond the back seat of the mini-van. The movie was okay. Good action, bad acting.

Then there was a black-light dance/rave at the International House. It was prtty cool. Good music, until the DJ who liked rap too much got spinning.

The next day, Saturday, woke up late, Played Starcraft with a friend, dinner, gaming, sleep.

On Sunday, I studied. Hard. Only break was a game of pool later in the evening.

That's about it.

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Ponder the following statements:

This statement is false, and I am lying.

This statement is true, henceforth I am God.

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Oooh, deep, paradoxical. Sorry, that was pointless.

Read this Kill Bill inspired comic, then listen to the good lyrics of Pearl Jam - Better Man.

Dammit!

This isn't supposed to happen! I think I completely screwed up the orgo chem test today. This is one of those things that is going to kick my ass into gear. No more fun until I have a solid grip on this course. I can't afford to get a bad grade here. I have to prove people wrong. Dammit.

Some other happy news, I just learned that my Great Uncle Fukuoka died in Japan a week ago. That, and my last surviving Grandfather, brother to the deceased, has about a 2-3 month time limit.

I sense that I'll be going through a second dark and dank phase. Look the fuck out.

As long as I'm venting, I'll say that I've found yet another pet peeve. Those little paper circles after punching something with the hole puncher. Those suck.

Dementia: severe impairment of mental functioning.

Even though I'm swamped with things I should be doing, tests I should be studying for, books I should be reading, I need to take some time to update this.

Dementia comes from this fun (and free!) NIH booklet: Understanding Gene Testing. Its pretty cool that the government actually does something like that. Go to www.cancer.gov and you can order all kinds of stuff, for free, no s&h. Edutain the masses! (or take advantage of a free service.) I've got a Genetic Testing exam today, so I'm brushing up on my terminology... its great how most of this stuff is review from high school.

Let's see, of the interesting things that have happened, I remember the Lancaster water main break.

I just love the way campus spams stuff so fast, its a well oiled machine. They also shipped in a huge brick of bottled water, to which I gratuitously helped myself to as well. (Take a peek at the nails, they're coming out again. slowly.)

Some other things... let me think... ah yes. Fire alarms. They're extremely loud and obnoxious. One was screaming off just now, but it stopped soon after it started. There was one the other day that ripped me from sleep however, and disoriented I wandered out to the quad. Think like a thousand cicadas screaming in unison.

Was just listening to Lenny Kravits - Fly Away. I was jamming on air guitar. Rock on. (Thank god I still don't have a roommate, althogh that is subject to possible change.)

I'll tell you all about last weekend in another post, back under the thumbscrews for me.

One last plug, then I need to get back to reality. I had a picture on here a couple posts ago, was connected with the "h" key fixing, and the webmaster from it contacted me, since I was apparently using some of his bandwidth by directly linking the image. In order to make up for it, I'll tell you briefly about his site. Hamal18.com is a site dedicated to his film. To put it nicely, its a "psychological thriller." If you want to know what I really think about it, ask me. Anyway, that's it. "Check it out," I guess.

Head Welts

Gahh, someone just swong their stretchy keychain at me and nailed me in the head. It was one of those hits that was hard enough to make you smell something even though you're not. Not unlike wasabi burn smell. I still have a mark on my forehead.

We piled in my room tonight for gaming because we couldn't find anywhere else. I pity my neighbors.

The Japanese test this morning went okay I think. Sort of a relief its done with, but tomorrow (today, huh) we're already plunging into the next chapter.

I'm getting a lot of music in my library thanks to the same head punisher. Payback maybe.

I'll heave you with some Miss Kittin quotes:
"You know Frank Sinatra? He is dead. Heh heh, dead, hah heh heh." Miss Kittin - Frank Sinatra

"Can I go out with you tonight? I feel... I feel like taking a life." Golden Boy and Miss Kitten - Rippin Kitten

I miss my muse.

Aww

Haven't posted in a bit, here's something.

Its about that time into the year now when you start to see the emergence of a large number of couples. How cute. I remain contentedly alone here.

There were a few interested and related episodes the other day and about a week ago. I found someone's ID (meal and other stuff access), and returned it to her. Then found someone's Check Card, and returned it to him. I could've potentially made a lot of money. Meh. They were both marginally appreciative. I felt good about myself, afterall, that's what charity and kindness is all about.

For the musical portion of the post, you should listen to the intrumental section of Queens of the Stone Age - No One Knows, from about 3:00~3:30. Its pretty good, at least in the right mind set it is.

Some other music I was really feeling was Nine Inch Nails - The Great Collapse, as well as The Wretched.

In the entertainment section, try this website out. Makes pretty plants of websites. Based on links and pages off the domain I think.

Smells like someone's been smoking weed in the hallway.

Very Quotable

Tonight I got a ride with some friends to go out for dinner; Japanese food! Mmmm, I ordered sushi and sashimi.

Very good. I've been complaining that none of the food here has really been feeding me... nourishing to my soul, if you get what I mean, but this really hit the spot.

I came back for a meeting with my Genetics Testing group on Stem Cell Research and surrounding controversy. During my preparational research, I questioned a friend of mine what he thought of stem cell research: (extremely quotable)
“Dear god no! That will certainly destroy all humanity with its healing powers!” – Craig Harris

After the meeting, I headed over to the Fishbowl for some good old-fashioned gaming. This led late into the night where we all eventually became paunchy, which led to even more fun times.
"This is my last game ever. No more Magic for me. I'm done forever."
"Yeah, right."
"...if forever means today."
"Hey, that sounds like lyrics from a song."
"Just imagine someone romantically telling someone else, 'I'll love you forever.' Sort of diminishes it, huh."
"That is really depressing."
And so on and so forth. I think that's the potential birth of an inside joke.

On another note, I REPAIRED MY “H” KEY!

I was typing my lab write-up, and kept having trouble with the "H" key. I managed to pop it off, clean, and replace it. This is a brief excerpt from the document:
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Hey, I'm happy enough. I've also found my self using the verb "to nike" a lot. This will probably appear again.

Oh, and I love you. Forever.

Drastic

These hurricanes are quite something. After the first, comes an even bigger strike. I wonder how this'll show up in history books down the road, that is, if there is any road.


Read hurricane news articles with NuBreed & Luke Chable - One Day.

Sacrilege!

I'm sitting in the computer room at the science library typing this on a stupid, crappy eMac. This really is against my religion (or lack thereof). Everything about this machine eminates weakness, poor design, ugliness, and stress.

I'm waiting for a friend sitting next to me to finish typing something. He shouldn't be long. Allows me to write a post when I might've otherwise not've.

Someone just coughed REALLY loud behind me. It resembled a compter sound effect.

I was just reading Experiments in College Ruled. Not bad for an amateurish web-comic. I really like the 'gothic' themes. Makes me realize what a goth-o-phile\wanna be I semi-secretly am.

Dr. Thomsen

"Now that would be Mercedes-benzene."

"If you use a bunsen burner, you'll nike the ethanol."

Heh, my organic chemistry teacher fills my inner nerd with delight. Wait... my inner nerd isn't very inner, so I guess me. He just doesn't really try to make jokes that often, and when they do, its more of a mumble coming across, he doesn't beg for laughter. I respect his character.

Listening to Massive Attack - Teardrop.

Apples!

“Sometimes the most difficult thing in the world is to choose to endure life.” –Edwin S. Shneidman

Oregon permits physicians to help their terminally ill patients commit suicide. I support Oregon. So would a philosopher friend who wants to get protestors.

This brings me to the topic of sensitivity to death around here. Seems as though everyone is really touchy when it comes to death and suicide. And I mean really really. I made some casual jokes today, and got some drastic responses.

For example, at お茶の時間 (tea time) I wrote 死にたい (I want to die) on the board. Hahahahaha, oops. The girl I was talking to didn't know what it meant, so when she asked, I told her. "!! Why would you write something like that? !!"

Later, I was playing Apples to Apples, a game which was more fun than I would've expected, and the topic card "Dead" came up, so I played the "My Dreams" card. Haha, oops again.

I still think the Gila Monster story was excellent. Even if it was a friend of a friend. I used the card in Apples to Apples. Worth a laugh or two.

I guess I'll not play music, and just to my Japanese homework in bed.

Curse Brevity of Weekends

Yet again, here I am on a Sunday night, sad its over.

Relatively un-interesting aimless wandering today. It was still nice simply due to its pointlessness. Have a lot of homework\studying\reading to do yet.

Oh wait, watched FF7 Advent Children, I liked that CGI. Backgrounds\hair amazing, the faces, expressions, and movement could use some help yet though. Screen shot from the FF7 game: (A slightly renamed character...)

I had a dream. My tooth had a radio device in it, and I was constantly in pain due to the screetching sonics in my skull. That’s where all the noises in my head kept coming from. It just hurt too much to do anything about it. Shatter.

I'll leave you with this quote:
“It's like stupidity is mono and everyone’s sharing the same toothbrush.”
-Declan O’Connell

Went to sleep to Korn - Right Now.

Poor Shrubbery, Huzzah Steam

With a pitiful gardening attempt, the school has managed to make two bushes' lives miserable by misshaping them into roman letters.
Is that supposed to make me proud to be going here?
On a different campus scenerey note, the steam vents.
Conveniently placed in the middle of a busy intersection, there are two manhole covers labled "STEAM." They do just that. The smart people here have somehow managed to scald themselves while walking over them with flip-flops. I'm glad I go to a school with people of such high intellect and solid common sense.

Yesternight I realized yet again how socially inept I am. I guess the worst part is how I'm thick-headed, so I never really learns, and it comes back to strike me again and again. Then again, some people just emanate a presence which stings me to my soul.

A reflection of my current thoughts: "The brain drain, its the brain drain." Help! – Scientist

Music which just caused my spine to tingle: Rammstein - Tier.