Shark: The Slapping

Ow.

Tue, 26 Apr 2005 16:33:04 GMT

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!)

Ya know, I really hope my parents don't read this.

Sun, 10 Apr 2005 13:25:38 GMT

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.

HELL YEAH!

Fri, 03 Dec 2004 20:05:51 GMT


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Mon, 29 Nov 2004 09:39:33 GMT

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.

Tue, 16 Nov 2004 16:33:37 GMT

I am not playing Halo 2. Fix this, somebody, please. Now.

By the way, it snowed. It was cool.

I am so sad, but so happy. But mostly sad.

Thu, 04 Nov 2004 06:40:15 GMT

So, kihou beat me to it, but eh.

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.

Fuckfuckfucksonnavabitch!

Tue, 26 Oct 2004 05:24:48 GMT

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.

grumble grumble bitch bitch bitch

Thu, 21 Oct 2004 17:26:52 GMT

Ugh, just fucken' great. My poor handling of people interactions has just gone BANG!

Tue, 05 Oct 2004 15:04:19 GMT

"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!

Dogs can look up!

Sun, 03 Oct 2004 03:13:43 GMT

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.

Oh, dear. -- Parte the Second.

Mon, 13 Sep 2004 01:19:03 GMT

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.

Oh, dear.

Wed, 08 Sep 2004 18:39:50 GMT

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)

Sport Death!

Sat, 04 Sep 2004 22:07:46 GMT

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.

Sat, 04 Sep 2004 21:28:15 GMT

Don't try to eat the ingredients in ramen sequentially. It works fine up until you hit the spice packet. Ow. Salt.

Oh GOD my hair hurts.

Fri, 27 Aug 2004 21:43:31 GMT

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.

Tue, 24 Aug 2004 13:32:43 GMT

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.

A triple all to myself. Hell yes.

Tue, 24 Aug 2004 00:04:02 GMT

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.

So bounce a graviton particle beam off the main deflector shield...

Wed, 18 Aug 2004 04:33:41 GMT

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.

Cool stuff that deserves mentioning:

Tue, 03 Aug 2004 21:30:13 GMT

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.

Boogie Knights

Sun, 01 Aug 2004 06:19:24 GMT

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.

Curse you, Salvatore.

Mon, 26 Jul 2004 01:47:13 GMT

Man, I wish I got paid to make up words like 'svirthneblin'.

This is probably the weirdest shit I will ever write.

Sun, 11 Jul 2004 13:21:36 GMT

Wow. It's really early, and really quiet. I can even hear my neighbor's alarm clock going off, I think. So why am I, para-circadian nocturnal creature that I am, up so early?

'Cause the monkey part of my brain has been screaming at me for the past four or five hours 'There are things in the darkness that will EAT YOU! Eek eek ooh ooh ahh ahh ahh!' and it's really really hard to sleep when those handy dandy primal fear circuits in your brain are firing madly. Madly. Madly.

And again, the question is 'Why?'

And the answer is: Because reading junkies can go on bad trips too. House of Leaves = the bad crack. Actually, make that the bad PCP. I'm sure there's a flashback out there with my name on it. Again, creepy book. Don't read. Or maybe my pseudo-nihilist Hume-y take on reality has just rendered me especially vulnerable to the junk written in it.

But if I take this drug metaphor and stretch it a bit, my appetite for literature, and by extension, the other forms of fiction I enjoy (movies, video games, the occasional tv show) is fueled by my desire to find mental stimulation that simply cannot be had in my otherwise bland and unremarkable existence. Gee, tell me something I don't know.

I suddenly feel pathetic and worthless.

And I think I understand ~~the~~ a justification for that white sheet of aluminum hanging on the wall of some art museum.

Fuck.

Hohkay, so:

Fri, 18 Jun 2004 06:30:41 GMT

First off: Maddy, I'm not actually switching over to Linux. I go where the games are and I'm sorry, but wine just doesn't support enough of them. But I still like free stuff. Yay for dual-boot systems.

Secondly, my laptop, which is supposed to get here tomorrow, is sitting in Jacksonville, FL right now, and has been for 6 days, and I'm going 'hafajkafhafajkafh' and refreshing the tracking screen every hour or so, wondering what the hell's up with UPS. Not a particularly significant breakthrough, but if people can whine about their non-existent deformities, I can whine about shipping services.

And speaking of deformities and people's perception of their photogenicity, ARGH! Grad pics bad! I just don't get it. I don't look hideously dowdy in the mirror when I check, but I look not unlike a street bum in about half of the pictures you people take of me. It's not faaaiiir!

Oh, and I realized I'm a film junkie, in the purely unintellectual sense. Realized this while watching The Order. (Sin! The other other other white meat. Keeps ya young.) That movie is proof that at least a few Catholics drop acid entirely too much for their own good. (And one more thing: What's with all the movies and books and etc. with the moral 'Immortality is bad for you! Bad! BAAAD!' I mean, how would they know?)

Sat, 08 May 2004 08:08:02 GMT

I am a Light Cycle.

I drive fast, I turn fast, I do everything fast. I even breakfast. I tend to confuse people with my sudden changes of heart. Sometimes I even confuse myself, which tends to cause problems. What Video Game Character Are You?

Made ya kill your wife. Neener neener neener.

Sat, 08 May 2004 07:59:37 GMT

I am going to buy The Punisher DVD when it comes out, and whenever I get sad, I will play the Opera Scene on loop until I am happy again.
I ♥ angry stupid movies.