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Apr. 26th, 2005 @ 12:21 pm
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So... got stretchered/ambulanced over to Medical yesterday. (Whee, I got to ride in an ambulance!) Scared the crap out of Dante by kind of staggering in, telling him to call 111, then collapsing on the couch and crying/pain-writhing.
Turns out it was... well, they don't know what it was, but vomiting helped. (My personal theory is food poisoning.) And then I fell asleep... a lot... which means I'm gonna have to do psets really fast.
But I got to ride in an ambulance! Yay! :D Too bad I was rather incoherent at the time.
On a totally unrelated note, playing an extrovert (a crazy, whiny, trauma-ed extrovert, but anyway) in a Guild game was an interesting experience. But then again, that whole game was ph43t0n's freshman mistake or something... (Okay, it wasn't that bad. But it had room for improvement!)
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Apr. 10th, 2005 @ 09:26 am
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Oh god people keep friending me and not letting me know and then I don't friend them back for like months because that's the time that passes between me checking this damn thing.
If only all problems in life could be solved as trivially as this one. |
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Nov. 29th, 2004 @ 04:13 am
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I don't think I can approve of LiveJournal memes, purely on principles. They strike me as faddish, and I think they're misnamed. But they do give you something to write about instead of... stuff. I suppose I can lament my increasingly deficient literary skills next time. On to the 'meme'. grumblegrumbletheydontpropagateinadynamicenvironmentcausenothingdiesafteryouwriteitdowngrumble
1) My journal is called _____ because _____.
2) My subtitle is _____ because _____.
3) My friends page is called _____ because _____.
4) My username is ____ because _____.
5) My default userpic is _____ because _____.
1)'Shark: The Slapping', in parody of White Wolf RPGs, because they all have titles like 'Vampire: The Masquerade', 'Werewolf: The Forsaken', 'Something: The Something else', etc. The actual substance of the title comes from a time when I was advocating that we slap dangerously stupid people with small sharks until they stop. (Being stupid, breathing, either one works) The logic behind this was that being slapped with a shark, given that they have very abrasive skin, would serve as an excellent deterrent.
2)'It's a rock. It's what you asked for.' It's a video game quote. I like video games. More important, however, is the context: the main character is being a smartass antihero, and then promply gets the crap beaten out of him (and de-eyeballed) by a scary bitchmonster made out of plants. It's glorious.
3)'Hey, there's these people...' Really, it seemed like the right thing to say. They are people, and they are there. What do you want from me, poetry?
4)dotgreen. It wasn't taken, and I thought of it. It's also completely unrelated to anything else in my little sphere of comprehension, so the chance is very low that I'll start hating it due to external events.
5)Egon, from Ghostbusters. He's cool. But really, it's a sucky icon. I should change it.Current Mood:  tired |
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Nov. 16th, 2004 @ 11:32 am
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I am not playing Halo 2. Fix this, somebody, please. Now.
By the way, it snowed. It was cool. |
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So, ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) kihou beat me to it, but eh.
( I swear this wasn't my idea. )
This all started back when me and the other frosh watched Fight Club during the limbo period between rush and start of term: "Did you know that if you mix orange juice concentrate and gasoline, you can make napalm?" Some weeks later, the talk turned to flaming swords. Somebody asked "How would the fuel stay on the sword?" and we all went "Hmmm..." A bit of research on totse turned up a better recipe (Styrofoam. Sooo much styrofoam) and the rest is history.
Also, HOLY FUCKING SHIT WE'RE ALL GONNA DIIIEEEE!!!!
I hate Bush soooo much.
And if you get a chance, go see In This is the End of Sleeping. Is freaky good adaptation of some Chekhov fragment.
Nov. 4th, 2004 @ 01:21 am
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You know what's confusing? Life is confusing.
Argh argh hate hate hate.
Hat.
Yes, I said hat. Not hate. I'm doing this exclusively for my own amusement.
Hat.
Oct. 26th, 2004 @ 01:22 am
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Ugh, just fucken' great. My poor handling of people interactions has just gone BANG!
Oct. 21st, 2004 @ 01:22 pm
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"Update this thing on a semi-regular basis"
Hahaha, yeah right!
The nice part about being at MIT is that I don't think it's possible for me to get bored here. There is an almost ludicrous amount of stuff to do here, from little potato-sacrificing fringe cults to the normal things, like working in a bio lab. Of course, the corollary is that I'm usually reaally busy, so not too much updating of the journalness. I've also been avoiding contact with home... I don't know why... I should call them, but... Gah.
In other news, I just installed Dawn of War. Yay!
Oct. 5th, 2004 @ 10:59 am
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Shaun of the Dead is the good. I'd be much happier if I understood 8.012, however. So, with that objective in mind, I'm going to curl up with my textbook and some food and read the first three chapters over again. I'm also going to try to update this thing on a semi-regular basis.
And I still haven't been to Coffeehouse.
Oct. 2nd, 2004 @ 11:05 pm
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Okay, so I get asked out on a date, and then fail to notice that I have been asked out, until he points it out like 5 minutes later and I'm like, "Ohh, that's why you looked a bit crestfallen when I said I wasn't really hungry because I just got back from stealing food from the Catholics' barbecue."
So, the upshot of all this is I'm going to see a play and go to dinner tomorrow. I think.
Sep. 12th, 2004 @ 08:37 pm
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I'ts bad enough that I can tell which show the guys in the double down the hall are watching/MST3King. (The Uncanny X-men, by the way) The fact that I can pinpoint the episode is even worse. (It's the one with the Morlocks)
Sep. 8th, 2004 @ 02:36 pm
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Hehehe. I just got assigned to Nihilist -- um, I mean, Senior House.
Oh well, it's not East Campus, but it's gonna be fun. As long as they don't stick me in Towers. And if they do, I'll live in Joanna's closet or something.
Sep. 4th, 2004 @ 06:04 pm
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Don't try to eat the ingredients in ramen sequentially. It works fine up until you hit the spice packet. Ow. Salt.
Sep. 4th, 2004 @ 05:26 pm
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Okay, so FUP is like Conditioning Week for MIT. I hiked back from fucking Boylston last night. Boylston is really far away from 77 Mass Ave. Ow. And, this is after a good three hoursish of dancing (or, well, stomping and flailing around a lot) right next to speakers which are bigger than I am.
I want my hearing back. I've had tinnitus for a good 12 hours now, and it's driving me maaaad. And my left eardrum is numb.
And there are people who go clubbing like every single night. Or once a week or whatever.
If I've recovered from last night by this time next week, I'll be stoked.
Aug. 27th, 2004 @ 05:35 pm
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Summary of food findings so far:
Chicken at Laverde's: Aforementioned pissed-upon-by-diabetic-children chicken
Lobdell sashimi: not bad
Alpine Bagel Cafe: yum
My laptop screen isn't backlighting right now. This is annoying, and I hope it finishes charging or whatever it't trying to conserve power for soon.
Aug. 24th, 2004 @ 08:29 am
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I beat Ally to MIT. Muahaha. Have not met nice MIT guys who ferry my stuff around for me, though. Damn.
My roomies haven't arrived yet, so I get to strew my crap all over the room with abandon. Of course, it will have to be un-strewn, moved around a bit, and then re-strewn, but that's like two weeks off, so eh.
On the flight over, I learned that carrying a venus fly-trap around in a little tupperware container is one hell of a conversation-starter. I also learned that people all expect flytraps to look like piranha-plant/Audrey II clones, instead of this tendrilly mass with mouths all over the place. Whattayagonnado.
I was pleasantly surprised to find pie plates, distilled water, and dinner all in the same area, though. I was afraid I was gonna have to steal a water still from the chemistry department or something. (Dear God. I just realized that my plant drinks nicer water than I do.)
The room (W70-4-312) is nice and big, because there's only one person in it right now, and it has a neato view of the river. At least I think it's a river.
So I'm going to pick through the icky chicken I bought (seriously, what did they use for sauce on this? The urine of a diabetic child?), finish Hyperion, and review for the bio advanced standing exam. And then stay up all night binging on video games and the chocolate I brought. It's not like I have to get up until like, 4pm tomorrow.
Aug. 23rd, 2004 @ 06:40 pm
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Somebody has made a remix of the Morrowind title theme. Featuring, I believe, a synthesized bagpipe. A six-minute long remix, featuring a synthesized bagpipe. Bear in mind that the original ditty is maybe two minutes. And, dude, BAGPIPES!
What a piece of work is man, indeed.
And, of course, I love it to death, because after a week of listening to nothing but classical music I'm going, "Gimme something with a bass line and really loud drums, and gimme it NOW!!!" I am aware that said elements have a function roughly analogous to the bouncing ball that helps nearly illiterate grade-schoolers sing along to songs of dubious merit, and that 'real' music requires your undivided attention and perhaps mind-altering drugs and a transcendent experience or two before you can even hope to appreciate it correctly, but I like my imbecile, accessible music just fine, thanks. (Yes, I've run into a fair number of jazz snobs in my time, why do you ask?)
I'm shipping out to Cambridge in less than a week. You'd think I'd have something a little more... meaningful to talk about.
Aug. 17th, 2004 @ 09:29 pm
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The Thursday Next Novels
My sister pointed this series out to me, and it's extremely entertaining, so I'm going to plug it. Essentially, it's an alternate universe where various art/literature/other humanities factions have replaced all the demographic/political divides. Like, militant Baconians mob Shakespeare actors in the streets, and there are several hundred people named Anne Hathaway. Oh, and they ressurected the dodo. And this summary doesn't really do it justice, so Maddy, if you haven't already, read them. The rest of you too. First title is The Eyre Affair, author of the series is Jasper Fforde.
Thief 3
This is so cool. They made a game about taking SHINY THINGS. This kicks all kinds of ass.(yes, yes, I know it's a sequel, so technically there are two other games about taking shiny things, but they're old.) And the lead character has a mechanical eye. Soo cool.
Aug. 3rd, 2004 @ 02:28 pm
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Dinked around with Sodipodi for a bit, made this guy:
I like him. I think I shall call him Morton.
This ends the art portion of the summer.
Jul. 31st, 2004 @ 11:17 pm
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