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Woot! My blu-ray player works now. Sound and everything.

ATTN: Crisp Autumn Air
Stop making my throat hurt when I run. Seriously, I like running, don't mess that up.

Okay, what the fuck?

I appear to be burning up. I don't have a temperature, but my face feels hot and I'm sweating more than I should be.

In other news, it's looking like I'll have plenty of money to go to West Toast with. Babysat for

winter_in_asia today, and did other stuff too, including probably the most random excursion I've ever been on until 12:45 AM (We should do that ALL THE TIME.)

Watches out.

This game is fun, so I'll GIVE IT A GO.

1. Pick 20 of your favourite movies.
2. Go to IMDb and find a quote from each movie.
3. Post them here for everyone to guess.
4. Fill in the film title once it's guessed.
5. NO GOOGLING/using IMDb search functions.

( Try before you buy. )

Warning: This is an actual conversation that happened out loud on the way down the stairs:
Me: I want poptarts.
Me: Me too.
Me: Can I have poptarts?
Me: Don't fucking ask me, I don't even know if we have any.
Me: Well I'd better check then.
Me: Damn right.
Me: Sweet! Three flavors!

And then I toasted the poptarts and am now eating them.

THE END.

Note to self: Never run all the way to the school, even if I CAN get there in 15 minutes.

Um. I was bored and on photoshop, so I made a bunch of icons from TTGL.

Yeah. They're just cropped and downsized screencaps, so it's not like I have super-special copyright whatever, so if you like them, use them. Anyone who hasn't seen the show (Gurren Lagann) should, because it's awesome.

Dude!
Schools are closed. The radio said it, and that's good enough for me.

Quite frankly, not closing today just to make up for closing that other time would be ludicrous.

TOO STRONG.
The power of married Yeti love!

If you don't know what I'm talking about, you haven't played enough Twilight Princess. Seriously, why aren't you playing it now?

Anyway, I need to figure out what the hell is going on in school I get this paranoid suspicion that in each of my classes, there is something grade-killing I'm missing. Given that I haven't talked to my teachers for quite a while about this, ostensibly I have no way of reliably knowing. And while I'm usually a proponent of empirical data... I JUST KNOW THAT SOMETHING IS AMISS. I'll probably investigate tomorrow.

Digitalwatches signing out.

Evo reporting and a return to summer-boredom syndrome.
So I got in from Evo last night. It was fun as hell, and included a buncha-muncha-cruncha sleep deprivation. I got to meet and play people from all over the US and Japan (Mostly Guilty Gear and a little Melty Blood.) Not surprisingly, the Japanese players won a lot of the tourneys, or placed high in them (Especially GGXX, where the difference between America's level and Japan's is much greater.)

But the most fun part was the casuals. Just sitting around and playing people was fun. The main regions I got to play against were NYC, MI, and SoCal (And of course three or four Japenese players.) Plus, as a bonus, I got to practice (and get complimented on) my Japanese. All in all very fun, and I'll definitely go again next year (Hopefully by then I'll have a job.)

After about four hours of lying in bed trying to sleep, two tylenol PMs, and 1.5 hours of womb music set to go off as a last resort at 2, I'm convinced that my brain hates me.

STOP THINKING ABOUT SHIT, BRAIN.

Damn it.

Bread and butter?
Okay. So I'm getting to see a lot of movies lately apparently. Cool.

In the meantime, I need something to DO during the day. Because today was just ridiculously tedious. Especially with the internet hiccuping like it is. (With my last breath... I curse Comcast!)

In the meantime, hopefully what I've been doing has been helpful for Japanese. I mean, I think it has, but with nonspecific instructions, I get nervous regardless.

Eh. All will become clear tomorrow.

... Stupid people abound.
If there's one thing I hate more than vandalism on Wikipedia, it's revert wars on Wikipedia. That, and people who demand justification even after you've given it, and refuse to provide any of their own.

Both are present here.

Edit: The issue is now resolved. Apparently he doesn't read the comments to edits of articles, but whatever. It's over now, and that's all that matters.

Yay!
I fixed the internet, surprisingly, by changing the wires on the router. Faulty wires. Who knew?

If it goes down one more time this week, I'll personally defenestrate each and every member of Comcast, and eviscerate the CEO.

Aaanyway, too many people are tired of Guilty Gear, but at least I'm getting okay at KoF.

I'm hungry. Time for food. Even though it's like... one.

MASSIVE FUCKING HEADACHE.
Alright, so apparently, there are worse things than migraines. I call it: Supermigraine. Faster than a speeding bullet, more powerful than a freight train, etc. Remind me not to get hit on the head again.

In the meantime, jobsearching goes okay. Regal looks like it might hire me.

I be tired and in serious need of painkillers.

Okay, so when a medical professional who's been using anaesthetic on their patients for over a decade, I would expect that they'd have a reasonable estimate of how such things work.

So when I hear from my dentist that it's supposed to wear off in an hour and a half, for those of you who didn't know when I left, I'd say that this started around 3:00, generous estimate. So it should have worn off around 4:30, right?

Well now it's fucking eleven thirty, and my tongue is still a bit numb, and the stuff was still at full power around 8. I hate anaesthetic.

Obligatory update. Trying to do it once a week.
Stuff happened. Especially parties. Two of them.

Also: I finally find a God of War speedrun, and it's in a ridiculous amount of segments. Single-session runs are better, damn it!

Anyway, back to English and Japanese homework.

Watermelons? Why, who is it that writes thusly, good sir? There be no comparison to thine mighty toast. A toast to toast, I say.

Stupid... bloody...
Yep. Finals are over. In other news, migraine.

Wow. It would seem as though I never really update this thing, huh?

Anyway, this week has been stressful and straining, although believe it or not, it has absolutely nothing to do with the finals which are this week. Finals are a relief. Most of this abnormal stress is sleep loss catching up to me, I think. Although it's difficult to deny that insomnia tends to haunt me, I've never had so much trouble sleeping as the last three months. Even by my standards, the sleep level is low, and this famine of rest is starting to wear down on my nerves and sanity.

Most of the other stuff is background noise. Megagamers was fun today, though I once again got this overwhelming sense that Susannah wasn't exactly having the time of her life. I don't know, maybe I'm paranoid.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND so ends another boring diversion into my real life.

Sincerely, Joe Pseudonym.

I HATE ME WITH A PASSION
I hate myself right now. ALL that work is GONE. PASSIONATE SELF-HATRED. RAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Okay. So here's the comprehensible version of the story. I've been working all night on my chemistry project and Japanese homework (Mostly the former, but also transferring typing up some of the latter and rechecking it all on the document I did the other bit.) But of course, I just had to leave the whole thing on FROM THE TIME I STARTED WORKING ON BOTH, even knowing that my computer has a history of rebooting spontaneously. Long story short, OpenOffice doesn't have such a good recovery feature, and so I either stay up all night (Literally) doing the work over, or I show up to Japanese with only half my homework or so done, and either way, have to do all my chemistry tomorrow night. Unfortunately, even insomnia and masochism can't make up for more lack of sleep than usual over the past week, and caffiene will just screw me up more at this point. I've got to get all the Z's I can get before school tomorrow. Damn it. And it's practically 2 already. Okay, I'll sleep. I'll just have to do what I can and hope

winter_in_asia doesn't kill me with a giant spear or something. Maybe I can do some extra sentences at school or something...

RAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! KILL ALL WORK!

Hooray for having a blog to vent in. *Kicks computer*

Okay, you people.
It's NOT snow. It's freezing rain!

(Which is exactly the same thing, except MUCH worse for driving.)

In light of recent events...
ANOTHER COMMUNITY. This one has an actual purpose.

portlandthumbs

Power to the thumbs. I need help though. Anyone wanna be a mod?

Uh. I fear for my life for posting this, but...
Okay. I knew fighting games were weird. Soul Calibur's got odd systems and Guilty Gear's got the most eccentric character designs ever. But what is THIS?

main( ) { printf("Hello, world!");}
(Title is intentional. It's a programming in-joke, as it's the C version of the most basic program shown in many tutorials on the subject.)

Now is a time for working on problems. Some large, some small. Poor study habits, to name and grossly understate one.

Either way, things are going well. For one thing, I'm very glad I was wrong about one issue.

Also: Awesome new music. The band is called Dragonforce, and they're a British speed metal band that started up as recently as 1999. One song of theirs, called "Fury of the Storm," is up on NobleKazoo's music test page.

And now, the abrupt end of the entry.

Digital Watches says:
Woah.
Digital Watches says:
Weird.
Digital Watches says:
I have here with me a hot drink and a cold drink.
Digital Watches says:
When I drink the hot drink and then the cold drink, the cold drink seems colder.
Digital Watches says:
But when I drink the cold drink and then the hot drink, the hot drink doesn't seem as hot as it would otherwise.
Digital Watches says:
IT MAKES NO SENSE.
Claidi says:
...
Claidi says:
Sure.
Digital Watches says:
But... but...
Digital Watches says:
It... GAH! *Brain snaps*

Will no one help me in my plight!?

In certain cultures of antiquity, to alleviate headaches, it was a commonly accepted medical practice to drill a hole in the skull. When thinking rationally, I would say that sounds like it would hurt a lot more than the actual headache, and the permanent damage to the skull and brain would outweigh any benefits it could have. However, I can see why they'd be so desperate to get rid of them. Fucking headaches.

Pi.
It is, as of now, 3:14 in the morning. That's pi to the first three digits, and thus in the most complicated form in which Livejournal's time feature can comprehend it.

If anyone can explain why I wrote this entry, I would be much obliged.

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