Fear is when you realize that, after enough practice, you can pull an all-nighter without any sort of caffeine.
Five-hundred words; should be easy enough, right?
Things.
I’ve been reading a lot more, lately. I really wanna start that German book I ordered. Should be a jolly-romp through language land. I just can’t seem to set aside the time out of my ridiculously empty schedule to pick up the book, a pen, and a notebook (I’m going to encounter words and grammars I don’t understand, gotta be able to look them up). I see myself reading each section twice, once before and once after figuring most everything out.
I haven’t played a video game besides WarCraft III, Smash Brothers, or Mario Kart 64 since BEFORE Christmas Break. What’s wrong with me?
Articulation is something I’ve had a problem with ever since mid-way through the summer, if I recall. Not sure what’s up with it.. Memories of that last few days of school just came flooding back to me. Walking with Jason in the fresh, summer air to his car after school. Did we ever skip a psych class? Eighth hour, we had to have. I think we did, once, visited MST. Or was that in the early Fall, when we skipped one of those lame pep assemblies?
Needs more seizure bots.
I find myself tripping over words. It bothers me.
Andrew’s coming to visit on Thursday. Something about being a Camras kid. He’s not staying for the entire event, if it indeed lasts longer than Thursday. He’s got robotics that weekend. Since he’s not staying the entire time, he’s not shacking up with a currently enrolled Camras kid.
Things back home.
I should really get to work on this essay. I have the idea worked out in my head. I just can’t make myself type it out. Webcomics, livejournals (ebay, even!) are distracting me.
Wine does not want to install Oblivion. Some bullshit error (error -2147418113). (I’d rather not boot into Windows, never did run Oblivion all that well. Though Wine’s current track-record gives me hope: most games have been running better through wine than they did under normal windows)
I want to play FFXI again.
I need a good RPG. D&D is only so often, and I want an escape that’s more available.
I should try and play PSO some more. Get me that s-rank twin I’ve been wanting.
I’m almost tempted to start on the next Java lab (due Thursday at 12:45PM) than start on my paper (due in six hours). I would love to escape into a world of code.
Apparently I have a communication problem. Who saw that one coming?
I did, but did not.
I like how we always assume the worst. Oh, it couldn’t be me. I wish it were.
I’m really cold. I tend to get cold around seven to eight in the morning.
Currently my PS2 is out of commission. What, with four pins on one of the chips being soldered together. I’m really not too worried. Dropped sixty on a mod-chip; totally useless without a working ps2. And I don’t care.
Absolutely.
Commas, semicolons, periods.
Vicarious, Perfect Situation, Hate Me.
Was thinking of rolling a Blackguard, if I can’t play FFXI anytime soon. The Blackguard is the closest thing I’ve found to my Dark Knight.. Gotta create a whole backstory for him. He’s gotta have a good one, seeing as how he’s an EX-PALADIN. That’s an accomplishment, where I come from. He’s adept with poisons, good with martial weapons (SCYTH SCYTH SCYTH), and is evil. Sounds like a Dark Knight to me.
California rest in peace,
Simultaneous release
One of Jeremy’s friends recognized the AIM client I used. First person to do so. Everyone else is just like “oh, you’re using that one that doesn’t allow file-transfers [it totally does, by the way],” or “the DOS one [it’s linux, nub].” Robert (?) goes “What client is that? Naim?” I don’t know how, but I did a verbal double-take.
I haven’t booted Windows in a week or two. Or three? Uptime of 2 days, 17:56. Might just wipe it all. Unless I fail at getting PlayOnline/FFXI and/or Oblivion running through Wine.
Doubtful.
Like a lot of things.
Though I may be pleasently surprised.
Jeremy pointed out that there’s only two more weeks of school left before Spring Break. I’m still undecided as to whether I’m going home or not.
The kids back home just started their mid-winter break. They’ll probably have their spring break in about a month, or whenever Easter is.
I want a new monitor. A 19″ widescreen LCD. $150-$180. Maybe if I do well on midterms.
Thoughts keep popping in my head “What if I don’t do well? What if I lose my scholarships? I can’t come back.. don’t have the money..” And then I get really upset at the idea that I would have to go to Macomb for a year or two. I’m better than that. So is everyone I know who goes there. So are the people who will be going there in a couple years.
I just don’t work hard enough to deserve anything better.
Fuck this paper.
Great book. Thérèse Raquin. Translated from French. Typos galore (’them,’ instead of ‘then’).
Jeremy accidently bought regular Oreos. He never buys regular Oreos. He ate my Double Stufs because he bought regular Oreos. Fine by me. I’ve stolen so many pop-tarts from the kid. And cheez-wiz. Delicious, pressurized, canned cheese.
Damn I’m cold.
I made a snow angel today. Been meaning to do that for quite some time.
Should make a whole army of snow angels.
To assault the above freezing temperatures that are nigh.
Andrew’s coming to IIT on Thursday.
Heather left at seven (two hours ago… it’s eight now), for MSU. I think it was MSU. Wasn’t really the focus of the conversation.
I never visited any colleges. Well.. April 24th, 2006. The day after one of our LAN Parties, Mom and I made a trip to IIT for ‘Undergrade Preview Day.’ But that was because we had already decided where I was going. Without so much as an application to UofM, MSU, MTU.
Brian’s going to MTU. Upwards of twelve feet of snow sounds like much fun. They use snowshoes up there. And I’m sure the summers are damn nice too, right on Lake Superior.
I’m hungry. Cafeteria is open for breakfast.
I have the following typed for my paper:
Tony Lademan
HUM-104-102
Therese Raquin
asdf
Bland Sodexho eggs and pancakes are calling to me.
Will proofread later. If ever.
Am cold.