Thursday, February 28, 2002
This week has been so hectic. I can't wait for it to end so I can enjoy my week break. It'll be nice and relaxing, (hah!) Stayed late on Monday to finish up a project for Wednesday. I figured it would take an hour at the most, but I ended up staying three hours just to tweak it. The next day, I realized some of the text I had written would have to be changed. No big deal, five minutes work at the most, then print the black and pantone plates, the final black and white copies, the final colour copies and mount the son of a bitch. I figured it would take half and hour, and hour at the very most. How wrong I was. Three more hours of work and I barely got it done. At that point my answer to every little thing such as "Maybe you should mount it on larger board," and "Should we print it again to see if it will come out any better?" was "Screw it."

I came home yesterday to find my mother had picked up some invitations from a stationary store for me since I had another project to do. The first part of the project was to go and ask for samples. Turns out, the stationary store doesn't give out samples, but somehow my mother talked them into ripping out their only copies of the invitiations. Very thankful to my mom for doing that, though I get the feeling I'm not as mature as I'd like to think. ("Nice project." "Thanks, my mommy helped me.")

A friend of mine had a party a few weeks ago. He handed out flyers three days beforehand, and yet only two or so people showed. He was told the invites came too late and didn't give enough of a heads up. Now someone else in the class has handed out flyers for a party he's throwing. Basically the same time frame, the invites were passed out yesterday and the party's tomorrow. If a lot of people show up to this party, it'll just give me more reason to believe the folks in class don't like this buddy of mine too much for some unknown reason. Ah well.

At the moment I'm sitting around waiting for a call from a family friend, who has invited me to take a tour of the printshop where she works. The invite's been floating around for a while now, so I called and asked if I could come in next week. I also tossed in a "by the way...I also have a project to do so if it's possible to talk to one of the sales reps while I'm there..." I just consider it killing two birds with one stone.

I see the problem. Somebody turned the procrastination switch to "OFF"
- asmyth82 12:37 PM -
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Tuesday, February 26, 2002
I don't know about any of you, but when I'm told a meeting is going to take place, I like to know where and when. And if the person setting up the meeting isn't going to tell me that day, then it's up to him/her to call me and let me know. So on a related note, I missed a group meeting yesterday. As it seems to be turning out, if any meeting did actually take place, it was a meeting of one. I'd find out today, but I'm not going to bother going in for class. Nothing really going on and it has been a while since I took a day off, planned or otherwise.

In other news, I have a meeting with my financial planner/investment guy today. Six month portfolio review. I'm guessing there are going to be a lot of charts and graphs, which I won't mind as long as they're accompanied by the words "You're making so much money right now." Which, if I'm reading the monthly reports I'm being sent, I pretty much am. Slowly, but I am. My stocks are steady I guess. BCE is always going to be steady, blue chip after all. Nortel on the other hand....I wish I had had it in my possession when it peaked at $125. Why didn't I have it? Let's just drop the words "lawyers" and "screw ups" and leave it at that. Though I do believe I am the only one of my friends, (RL friends, maybe this has happened to some of you,) to say I lost $10,000 in one morning. And before I hit the age of 20 no less. Did I mention lawyers piss me off?

I loooove talking money. It makes it seem like I actually have some!
- asmyth82 8:50 AM -
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Saturday, February 23, 2002
Woo....Matt's back and posting.
- asmyth82 9:17 PM -
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Friday, February 22, 2002
One last thing then I'll shut up
I took a look at my counter and noticed a couple of google searches that led to me:

all seeing eye backup OR restore "buddy list"

and

"Kick it" "Tasty Groove"

The first one makes quasi sense, while the second I know have been uttered by Jack Black at one point or another, but I'm not sure what the person was hoping to find. Or kick, for that matter.

If only it were that easy to find a tasty groove on the internet.
- asmyth82 10:47 PM -
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I can hear you groaning
Seeing as how the most exciting thing that happened today was I played two hours of pool but was only charged for one, I may as well talk about DAoC.

Another big group night. The first group I was in was the dumbest group I've ever been in. Again, me and one guy, a level 7. I'd start running towards yellows, (yellow to me, the highest thing I could find in the area,) and I'd turn around and find he'd run the opposite way and pulled a green. Fine, I can get a little, very little exp. from greens. So I go to hit it. The creature chases after the puller, so what'd this guy do? He ran. Sometimes away from me, sometimes in a zigzag pattern, other times in a circle around me.

I finally was contacted by a guildmate and he invited me to join him in the tomte dungeon. We show up and join up with a larger party. This is where we spent the next few hours. Occasionally some people would leave, but others would show up and take there place. Dying was rare, since we had a bunch of healers, (by the time the group broke for the night, we were up to two healers, three shaman, a berserker/tank (me), an warrior and a thane. When we did die, it was because someone, either in our group or just in the dungeon, pulled too many creatures. One healer joined for twenty minutes, only to leave in disgust when we were overwhelmed by the tomte executioner (strong mofo), three captors (almost as strong), two lair guards, and a couple of cutthroats. he started complaining, stating: "If the tank is running away, what chance does a healer have?" Now, I'll pat myself on the back and state I've saved a few healers in my day by killing whatever was attacking them, but I'm smart enough to know I can't take on seven or eight guys myself, with most being either red or yellow. So in response to that healer I say: If you see your party's tank running away, you should have been ten steps ahead of him. If you stuck around to face dozens of attackers, as a HEALER no less, you deserve to die.

The worst death happened right after that one. I showed back up in the dungeon only to come in the entrance and face to face with a cave spider (purple - worst mofo). Luckily it was chasing some other poor soul. When it got out of my way I quickly saw the first room from the entrance full of yellows, blues and many, many reds. It was a frickin' tomte parade. Seems that a couple of groups had accidentally pulled too many creatures, thus causing a dungeon armageddon. I died two steps into the door.

So that's it. That's my story. As a nice side note, I ended up leader of the group. Sure it's because everyone before me on the list left, but I was still leader. I got to decide who was in and who wasn't.

Contrary to popular belief, a party made up of mostly healers and shamans is not a force to be reckoned with.
- asmyth82 10:25 PM -
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Thursday, February 21, 2002
If you've ever spent a lot of time trying to figure the following out, let me know where you are so I can come over and kick your ass

Taken from the Star Wars site without permission. Ooooooooooo.

Han claims that the Falcon made the Kessel Run in less than 12 parsecs -- but a parsec is a unit of distance, not time. What's the deal?
While Captain Solo is known to make boastful claims that seem to defy the basic laws of space-time physics, in this particular case, an understanding of the mechanics of the Kessel Run illuminates this statistic.

The Kessel Run is a contest of speed and endurance for smugglers. Those who undertake it must deliver specified cargos (usually illicit in nature) to a series of divergently moving transport vessels. The smuggler must deliver the cargo before the transports wander out of the free trade lanes into restricted Imperial space.

Solo's record is impressive, since the transport vessels covered less than 12 parsecs of distance during his hurried run between them, a testament to his piloting and the speed of the Millennium Falcon.

Now for something completely different
Headed over to Heroes this morning. Heroes, for those who don't know, is my favourite comic book/card shop. I went in because last time I was there, I noticed a cool Spider-man hat that I wanted to buy since I'm a huge Spider-man fan. (Important note: I am not a loser.) They didn't have the one I saw last time, so I did what I promised myself I wouldn't. I spent all the money I had for the next week on comics. I'm the first to admit I'm weak. It's not a huge deal, I get paid tomorrow so I'll have at least $20 to tide me over until next week.

Sad thing is, the amount I spent pales in comparison of what I normally spend there.

- asmyth82 10:52 PM -
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Wednesday, February 20, 2002
First off, I want to know why I'm not a blog of note. Is it some sort of popularity contest? I'm popular! Well ok, I'm not but I know popular people. Well ok, no I don't. But I have friends with cool abilities. They're invisible! So what does it take? Looks? Brains? Charisma?

*Makes note to find a French judge to bribe.*

In other news, which you'll see at 5, 6 or 11, I've let my procrastination get the better of me again. Instead of spending the time I had yesterday working diligently on a project due by the end of the week, I played video games with a buddy. I blame him for talking me into it, though he is quick to point out that all he said was "Do you want to play video games?" So I'm wasting time. So what? It'll get done. Sure it will. I just need to lock myself in an empty room and get it done. Maybe I'll get some of it done tonight. Might not be a bad idea, glad I thought of it.

Someday I'll be a blog of note. Until then I sit here WSTS. (Read Dayna's post if you don't understand.)
- asmyth82 5:20 PM -
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Tuesday, February 19, 2002
Ever notice how I seem to start off a lot of posts with OK?
OK, first off, happy birthday to Nick. I would've posted this yesterday, but I thought there was something happening yesterday since nobody posted anything. Where the hell were you people? Dayna and I figured you were dead. That had better be the case. You'd better all be zombies or something. I don't know...I'm hungry and insane at the moment.

Lemme tell you a little story about a game called DAoC.
I'm at level 9. I hit level 9 when Dusty had a day off a couple of weeks ago and she, Dayna and I went and raised a little pixelated hell. Why haven't I gotten any higher? Certainly not due to lack of playing. I've gotten a good 4 hours or so, (a lot for me,) so that's not the cause. I blame some groups I've been in. The first "group" I joined turned out to be one guy, a hunter. And instead of waiting to find some more people he began to attack things, which is to say he shot things and I had to keep his sorry ass alive. At least he died first when an orange was pulled in before I had a chance to regain full health. The second group I was in was last night. It seemed ok at first, but then the most powerful guy, (besides me, meaning another tank,) left. So it was me, a spiritmaster and another damned hunter. The hunter attempted to lure creatures in, but either he was firing out of range, or his bow sucked. I vote for both. The spiritmaster sat on his ass, so it was up to me. I got to play bait. I'd draw them in and get a little help from the other two. Basically I'd have to kill it before it slaughtered the hunter. (Why'd I save him? I have no frickin' clue.) Then we'd sit and I'd have to regain the health I lost. The other two were casting spells on themselves at these points, but did I get any magical help? Nope. Any time someone besides me drew in a creature it was yellow. Crap for group killing. So I'm the one bringing in the better exp. kills and I get nothing from the other two. Eventually two attacked. One went after the hunter, the other went after me. I ignored the one attacking me, (yellow,) to kill the one attacking the hunter, (orange.) The spiritmaster stood around oblivious. His spirit guy wasn't even doing anything. So I killed the orange, but died fighting the yellow, since the orange had turned it's attention to me as soon as I hit it. So I died and lost exp because nobody thought of having a healer around. I've never left hoping a kraken would stomp through an area and slaughter everyone there before, but I was praying for it that day.

I think I'll get something to eat. Word, 'cause I'm all hungry and shit.
- asmyth82 5:57 PM -
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Sunday, February 17, 2002
The Toronto episode of the Simpsons is about to begin. I can't believe the hooplah this episode has caused here in Canada. Article after article on it and several interviews with the two Canadian staff writers on the show, (who didn't actually write the episode, but had a hand with the rest of the staff in changing stuff in rewrites.) No other city has been so worked up over the Simpsons showing up in their town. It's pathetic to see my fellow countrypeople become so pathetic over something like this.

Show's on! Gotta go! Oh boy oh boy oh boy!!!
- asmyth82 8:00 PM -
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Friday, February 15, 2002
After thinking about it and rereading my previous post, I finally decided to let it stand. I'm not even going to clarify some points I think I should have clarrified, mainly because I'm lazy.

First off, a quick ponderance of where Eh went. She hasn't posted for over a month and it's been ages since I've seen her online. At least under the CanEHdien name.

What is it about time? I had thought of a great post to write just a few minutes ago, only to have to reboot and my mind has now lost whatever it was I was thinking about. It just disappeared in that brief minute of a reboot. And why is it the good ideas are the ones to disappear? Why is it that if you have a horrible idea, it will stick around forever?

On to my weekend plans, which I'm not going to bother to write about here, since they seem to be mostly the same as last week. Another friend called me up out of the blue and I have another show on Saturday. I seem to be stuck in some temporal loop. I may post about it later, (read: if I need content.)

You put the beer in the coconut and throw the can away.
- asmyth82 5:07 PM -
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Thursday, February 14, 2002
Take Your Valentine's Day and Shove It

As you can probably tell from the title, I'm not a fan of Valentine's Day. It's not because it's a commercial holiday created by the card companies. Commercialism I get. Commercialism I can accept. If there was a holiday where the CEOs came out and said "The only reason we have a holiday is to make us money." I'd say "Cool, good luck with that."

No, my problem with the big V is being single. No, I don't complain about it or sulk depressed. I ignore it and treat it as just another day. I just hate the fact it pretty much sends the message to single people "You're freaks. You're alone." Sure others may not agree with that opinion but that's why they can't post anywhere but the message board.

I try to ignore the day and I'm usually successful at it. The problem is the last few years I've had to work. Sure that shouldn't be a problem save for the fact everyone who comes in has to make a comment about how it must suck to have to work that night and they're sure I'd rather be with my valentine. I just smile and nod and part of me wonders if it would be possible to get away with murder. (OK, maybe I'm exageratting on that last part. Maybe.)

Add to that the fact the radio stations play nothing but love songs. Every...goddamned...station. Why leave the radio on, you ask? It helps pass the time. Bring in a tape or CD you say? I have nothing that would play on the old system at work. And by that I mean I have no goddamned eight tracks.

If you love Valentine's Day, great. You have somebody to spend it with, fantastic, I'm happy for you. As for me, I'll go to work, come home and go to bed, ready to get the day over with as fast as possible.

If only every holiday could be St. Patrick's Day
- asmyth82 12:54 PM -
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Tuesday, February 12, 2002
Took that Colour Quiz that Dusty posted about. My results:

Your Existing Situation
Dissatisfied. The need to escape continued involvement with his present circumstances makes it imperative for him to find some solution.

Your Stress Sources
Eager to make a good impression, but worried and doubtful about the likelihood of succeeding. Feels that he has a right to anything he might hope for, and becomes helpless and distressed when circumstances go against him. Finds the mere possibility of failure most upsetting and this can even lead to nervous prostration. Sees himself as a 'victim' who has been misled and abused, mistakes this dramatization for reality and tries to convince himself that his failure to achieve standing and recognition is the fault of others.

Your Restrained Characteristics
Feels he is receiving less than his share, but that he will have to conform and make the best of his situation.
Feels that he cannot do much about his existing problems and difficulties and that he must make the best of things as they are. Able to achieve satisfaction through sexual activity.
Becomes distressed when his needs or desires are misunderstood and feels that he has no one to turn to or rely on. Egocentric and therefore quick to take offense.
Egocentric and therefore quick to take offense. Able to obtain physical satisfaction from sexual activity but tends to hold aloof emotionally.

Your Desired Objective
Urgently in need of rest, relaxation, peace, and affectionate understanding. Feels he has been treated with a lack of consideration and is upset and agitated as a result. Regards his situation as intolerable as long as his requirements are not complied with.

Your Actual Problem
Disappointment at the non-fulfillment of his hopes and the fear that to formulate fresh goals will only lead to further setbacks have resulted in considerable anxiety. He is trying to escape from this into a peaceful and harmonious relationship, protecting him from dissatisfaction and lack of appreciation.

Your Actual Problem #2
Depleted vitality has created an intolerance for any further stimulation, or demands on his resources. A feeling of powerlessness subjects him to agitation and acute distress. Tries to escape from this by relinquishing the struggle, and by finding peaceful and restful conditions in which to recuperate in an atmosphere of affection and security.

Let's take a look at some of these points shall we? "Eager to make a good impression, but worried and doubtful about the likelihood of succeeding." I always make a good impression. Sure, sometimes it's a creepy good impression, but a good impression is a good impression. :-)

"Finds the mere possibility of failure most upsetting and this can even lead to nervous prostration." Nervous what? I think I'm a little young to have prostate trouble.

"that his failure to achieve standing and recognition is the fault of others." I'm sure Nick can attest, when surrounded by momos... :-)

"Feels he is receiving less than his share," Don't we all?

"Able to achieve satisfaction through sexual activity." I think this is added to the results if you choose Male for the gender question. How many times did they have to mention this by the way?

"Egocentric and therefore quick to take offense." I am not! I take offense to that!

Now enough about you, let's talk about me.
- asmyth82 10:10 PM -
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Monday, February 11, 2002
Well I hope everyone else had a good weekend. A good weekend almost makes Mondays bearable. Almost. Luckily I have most of what I need done finished. The problem is with work it's always more is given when stuff gets done.

I had planned to wake up at 8:30 this morning to get some of said work done, but I ended up staying in bed until 10. I don't know what it is, but having a deadline or a schedule makes me lazy.

I don't know why I'm heading to class today. We're not actually learning anything, it's a movie week. That's it. A movie. But I've missed a couple of classes so I figure I better make up for them. True, one was because of the flu, but now I'm just splitting hairs.

After that, I get to come home and finish a project due for tomorrow. I'm guessing I won't have any problems getting it done in a couple of hours, so taking that estimate and my luck into account, I'm guessing I won't be getting any sleep tonight. Just a hand in week this week. The project tomorrow, a project due Wednesday, then I'm rehanding everything in for a class of Thursday. Turns out the prof. has zeros marked down for everything. I guess she forgot the fact she'd marked a bunch of stuff and handed it back. I don't mind disorganization, it's just I hate it when it affects me.

Shouldn't be a tough week and should go by pretty quickly.

So taking that estimate and my luck into account...
- asmyth82 12:29 PM -
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Sunday, February 10, 2002
Reasons why I haven't posted a pic:

1) Finding a good picture of me is like finding palm trees in Antarctica.

2) Well, there isn't a two. That's pretty much the only reason.

A friend took some pictures at a party and when he had them developed he couldn't wait to show me one he'd gotten of me. I wasn't even aware I was being photographed (read: drunk) and it's a pretyy bad picture. He told me he was hanging on to it and if I ever embarassed him in front of people, such as insulting him (I have a razor tongue and a quick wit, watch out folks,) he'd only need to whip out the photo to shut me up. I basically told him every picture of me looked like the one he had and it didn't really matter. My parents house is full of horrible pictures of me. If I find a good pic of me I'll let you folks see. I might also win the lottery, be the first person on Mars, make contact with aliens and usher in peace in the mid east.

In other news, I know you're all dying to hear about my weekend. I finally decided to try and go to both events. Sure i left the first party after 3 hours, and while heading down to the bar I figured I'd miss the show and all my friends would be gone, but contrary to my usual luck, I arrived just in time to get a beer and watch my friends take the stage. They played an amazing show as usual. Believe me when I say they are so good I should just sit back and wait for them to make it so I can leech off them for the rest of my life.

I'd italic some final statement, but I don't have one.
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Saturday, February 09, 2002
Playing DAoC yesterday was some of the most fun I've had with that game in a while. Teamed up with Dayna and Dusty to go kill stuff and ended up pulling in a few more people off the street to join our group. We were off killing tomtes and sure, I died a couple of times at first due to a purple, but I was still able to manage one full level. Lately it would have taken me days to go up one level since I had been soloing. After we got tired of killing everything in site there, we moved on to some drakelings, sort of little kommodo dragons. We then moved to some green drakelings and killed a few, but those things gang up and rush big time. I died trying to kill the creature attacking Dusty, (they always try to kill the magic user first, bastards,) only to be attacked by two more of the little buggers that joined the attack. Shortly after it was log off time.

Ate some food and headed over to a buddy's place to hang out. I was surprised to hear from him since it had taken me 6 months to get a hold of him on the phone a month or so ago. Tonight it's party time over at another friends. Unfortunately it's the same night a bunch of other friends have a show. They always plaay kick ass music, hell, I'm actually surprised they haven't made it big yet. So it was head out to a party that'll probably be pretty good, or go check out a a bunch of awesome bands. Why is it that nothing happens for a few weeks then everybody decides to do seperate stuff on the same night? I could always try to go to both but that would mean leaving the party pretty early. Bah, decisions, decisions.

It's tough being so damned popular. Or at least that's what the popular people have always told me. I wouldn't know.
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Friday, February 08, 2002
Yay! The weekend! Ok, back to work.

Someday, I hope to be doing something where at the end of the day/week, I can just say "Screw it" and leave my work at the door. People aren't paid for the work they get done if they take it home, hour-wise, I mean. If you're working on an hourly wage type job. And yes, the work I have to get done I'm not paid for at all. It just needs to be done.

Maybe I should have taken some time to think about this rant before I threw it up.
- asmyth82 2:24 PM -
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Thursday, February 07, 2002
I have fulfilled my goal in life

"Seriously, you won't hurt my feelings if you decide this isn't your thing. I'll still love ya'll. Except for you Adam - you get on my fucking nerves."

I'm good at what I do and I wasn't even at my full anoyance level.

Me at Total Anoyance Power is end of the world type power kids.
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Wednesday, February 06, 2002
It took me all of three seconds after my blog run this morning to realize Brian's blog wasn't in it. It took that long because I was up early after a late night. I can actually say I was worried as I went to check his blog. My thoughts are with you Brian, even if you aren't reading this. Just a heads up in case crazy thoughts start popping into your head, they're probably mine.

To everyone else going crazy, my thoughts would be with you too, but Brian is a thought hog. Who knew?

Someone want to tell me where the switch or button is that makes everything all better for everyone?
- asmyth82 11:06 PM -
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Why is it when I don't check in for a day major things happen? Though in the whole scheme of things, major things happen every day, whether I'm here or not. Plus it could depend on your concept of "major." I hope that didn't just come off making me sound like a jackass saying that nothing can happen if he's not present. I just mean to say I find it surprising that something always happens the one day i can't check everything.

I got up this morning and did my try-to-make-it-daily-but sometimes-I-miss-a-day blog run. Even I could feel the negative vibes, and I couldn't tell you how someone was feeling if they walked up to me wearing a big button with "Right now I'm feeling:_________" on it. I'm pretty oblivious emotionally. Wait, I'm a guy. Never mind about that last part then.

Then we have the whole ring thing. I know I talked about it last post, but everything I say (surprise) shuld be taken with a grain of salt or something, plus a shake of the head. I don't really have any opinion on it. (Wow, Canadian or what?) I usually leave it up to the majority. I have nothing to say on the matter.

So to sum my thoughts up at the moment: WTF is going on?!?
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Monday, February 04, 2002
Hail Caesar! For he controls your life in the ring!

First off, I knew we all had feelings for the ring. Hell, I might even take a bullet for the damned thing. I can see it now: It's code up on a monitor, someone takes a shot at it and I'd dive in front of the screen in slow motion doing that slow motion yell "Nnnnnnnnnnnnoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Second, however, is that I didn't realise we had a line up at the membership window. Why, we'd have to bring in outside traffic for that! traffic that would return on a semi-regular basis for some reason. Are there that many "outsiders" trying to become "insiders"? I know I have a couple of non ring members checking out my ramblings. I have the email to prove it. (Let's see...One from my mom...one from my dad....Another from my mom....)


AH! I just got an IM! It says: "Adam YOU ARE IN TROUBLE!!!!!! Somebody is watching YOU..........." No, I'm not pretending to be scared because this IM is trying to sell me some computer protection from snooping programs or some stupid shit...I'm actually scared because the IM reminded me of Majestic. BASTARDS!

*Back to our regularly scheduled program*


Where was I? Oh yes, the shock that we were cool enough to warrant people wanting to emulate us.

Wow....All I can say is wow....And: "Be like me you little people!"
- asmyth82 11:26 PM -
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What's that play called where they put a bow on the ball and hand it to the oppsing team?

No, I'm not going to bitch about the Super Bowl. It's been done and being done by other people, each knowing more about the game than I could ever be bothered to learn. Mostly, I watch the Super Bowl for betting purposes. Needless to say, the patriots were the money bet, especially if the won by the lead they had before it got tied up. So I'm sure nobody who went out on a limb and bet on them is too happy.

Anywho.

I came to blog more, but that little problem of having nothing to say comes up.
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Saturday, February 02, 2002
Has she returned?

There's activity at Puck You. If you were to ask me this in person, you'd only get a nonsensical mumble, due to the fact my jaw would be on the ground.

Damn leprosy
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Friday, February 01, 2002
Today could be classified as a "waiting for the bus" day. I'll start from the beginning.

I woke up. Late, of course. So I pulled myself out of bed and got ready as fast as humanly possible. I've realized somebody hates me, because despite the fact I had set my alarm clock extra early to combat the fact I've been sleeping through it or lying in bed not bothering to move, the power went out. As it turns out, it went out just in my room. I woke up to a clock flashing 4:30 and had enough mental abilities functioning to check my watch on the bedstand. I think I'm becoming to those "Oh fuck" moments everyone has when they realize they're late. So I rushed off to class, missed the first hour class and was told the second class was over once we had our work done. So half an hour later and i'm done for the day. So glad I rushed. I headed downtown to check a couple of stores. Luckily, I found what I was looking for. I found a copy of Tenatious D's album. What did it cost me? Much more than if I had grabbed the mp3's off the internet and burned them plus the hour and a half I had to wait for the bus in the freezing weather that couldn't make up it's mind whether to snow, slush or pour down freezing rain.

Some days just suck.

How about the power to kill a yak from 200 yards away.....With mind bullets!
- asmyth82 4:52 PM -
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