for lack of anything better to do...

well, i do actually have some stuff due, i just don't feel like doing them right now.

i'm so mad at myself!! i was going to go to two of these theater reading things so i could write up my second and third performace-response paper things, BUT I WENT AND FORGOT TO GO!!! so now there's only one left. i better not forget that one too! i haven't been able to go to any readings because i'm either at work or in class. goddammit!!

in other news, i've been in uber-uploading mode with my website for the past few hours, and now the host is being crappy and won't let me login so i can finish uploading!! i've got SO MANY more pictures uploaded now!

and chris, i dunno what you're talking about; i don't find simple plan depressing in the slightest.

i kinda wanna go to sleep, but i can't thanks to the fact that i have homework that i really REALLY need to do. :(

c'est la vie

so i wake up this morning and i find a little stocking hung on my doorknob with candy and an ornament inside it bearing a tag reading "to anne, from st. nick" a pleasant surprise, but i'm still not entirely sure which one of my roommates put it there. either jessie or hanna, i'm sure of that much.

it's really cold out today; the wind chill is negative somethin' or another. it makes me wish that my internet jack (and consequently my desk) wasn't under my window where the cold air goes straight to my toes. maybe i should actually wear slippers :P i have a couple pairs at home. i find that socks are of no help in keeping my feet warm, and are rather constricting on the toes. hence i walk around the house (or dorm) barefoot all year 'round. it really tests my tolerance for cold when i'm walking around on the cold linolium floor in the basement at home, but oh well. i've really been wanting hot chocolate lately, but i haven't gotten around to actually going out and buying more milk. and no, i don't want to just use water. it doesn't taste anywhere near as good. maybe i should just go and buy milk now, i'm not doing anything else. i have a paper i need to write by next monday, and essay that was due last tuesday and i need to edit my latest story to present it on thursday. but right now i'm being a lazy-ass procrastinator. i really need to start on that essay, though. and after this evening i'll have a take-home math test to do, but that shouldn't be hard. it's, as mr. west would say, baby algebra.

in the process of reading the fourth, fifth, and sixth harry potter books right now. third time reading order of the phoenix and it will be (when i finish number five) the second time reading half-blood prince. i'll be reclaiming the latter from my mother, who still hasn't finished reading it through once. she's had it since july when my dad and i were each through reading it(which was less than a week after it was released, we are such nerdy book worms). as for goblet of fire, don't ask my what number time this was reading it. i have no fucking clue, i lost count after four, and that was four years ago. so anyway, thanks to all this i've come down with a moderate case of potter fever which will only be cured by reading the books again and driving myself to insanity waiting for book seven. oooo, i can't wait!!

it's funny, before i was reading harry potter again i was reading artemis fowl, who really reminds me of draco malfoy. they're both rather evil and described as distinguished looking (artemis is actually described as looking very vampiric several times). only differences are that draco is blonde, while artemis has black hair. draco has two brainless cronie thugs, and artemis has butler (yes, that's his surname), who is the best friggin' bodyguard ever! to tell you the truth it's an insult to compare butler to crabbe and goyle. there's nobody you could compare with butler; he's in a league all by himself. anyway, back to artemis and draco. another large difference is that artemis is a boy genius (despite how cliche that sounds), while draco is an average hogwarts student. artemis, though he lacks wizarding blood, does have some magical connections, those being the People. yea, that's right, capitol 'p' and everything. the People are comprised of elves, dwarves, gnomes, goblins, pixies, and the occasional centaur (which would be foaly, the technical genius). and as the series progresses, artemis becomes less of what can be described as "evil". to tell you the truth, i don't know if you can really really call draco evil either. read half-blood prince and you'll know what i'm talking about. well, you should anyway. if you don't you're being too close-minded and not picking up on what is really being said about draco. in my opinion, anyway.

well, i think i'll go freeze my ass off now, and scrape off my car and go grocery shopping. we need a couple other things than milk, and like i said, i'm really not getting anything done sitting here.

Rules for Surviving a Horror Movie

Rules for Surviving a Horror Movie

i know i said that you can use anything and everything as a lethal weapon, but poptarts?

i thought this was more season-appropriate

yea, so i was in a winter-y mood, and felt like my blog needed to have a more winter-y theme. so here we go; asuka and rei in the snow.

and yes joe, i do know harry potter down to the bone, or however you put it. it's my job. i know almost every little ridiculous bit of trivia from all of the harry potter books. note the word almost. i used to know more, you see, but i can't remember exactly how long harry and his parents' wands were anymore. i still remember that hagrid's wand was sixteen inches long before it was snapped in half his..... third, i think, year at hogwarts when he was expelled after being falsely accused of being the heir of slytherin by the actual heir of slytherin. (best way to prove your innocence, you know; pinning the blame on someone else).

you know what a good song is? my alien by simple plan. it reminds me of lum from urusei yatsura. yea, i know, i'm weird like that.

i can't wait for christmas break. no more school for several weeks, and hopefully i'll be able to hang out with everybody that i haven't since this summer.

i got ranma 1/2 season 4 in the mail the other day. this is the one where they switch the person who voices ranma. they switched from the lady who sounds like a rather convincing guy to the guy who was also the voice of inuyasha. the first episode was really weird because i was sitting there thinking "it's inuyasha..." @_@ but then i got used to it and it started to sound more uniquely like ranma. i can't wait till i order season 5, it starts out with the episode with the pork bun people who try to steal the dragon's whisker that ties the end of ranma's pigtail. i call them pork bun people anyway, jessie calls them the dumpling guys, but they actually have names. i just have no idea what they are. they aren't mentioned often.

Ah, back to the previous layout...

I decided that I liked the Ranma and Akane layout better, so here it is.

I went to see the newest Harry Potter movie, and I must say it was the best one so far. Unfortunately, though, it would have taked over five hours to show the entire book, so they had to cut SO MUCH out. All you movie-goers out there, you have no hope in understanding this one without the book, so tough luck. What I was really disappointed with was the Quiddich World Cup part. Why? Oh, gee, just a little something or another like I ACTUALLY WANTED TO SEE THE QUIDDICH MATCH! It wasn't that long! They coulda taken all that extra time they wasted on the first task and used it on the world cup! And speaking of the first task; WAY over the top. Seriously. I just re-read the 4th book (for the umteenth time) and it specifically stated that Harry was the quickest to get the egg, which was under ten minutes I believe. They didn't go flying all over the fucking castle, dammit! The reason they chose those specific dragons were because they were nesting mothers, therefore they wouldn't WANT to leave their nest (where the golden egg was hidden) let alone the arena. Another thing: Beauxbatons WAS NOT an all girls' school, and Durmstrang WAS NOT an all boys school. It is specifically mentioned that boys and girls arrive from both schools. They didn't show Hagrid's Blast-Ended Skrewts, either, which was dissappointing as well. I also wanted to see Dobby again. I have no idea how they expect movie-goers to follow the plotline in the next movie, honestly, because they've had to cut out so many plot points in this one. Unless they've read the book, of course. Nobody's gonna know that Fudge is furious at Dumbledore and point-blank refuses to believe that Voldemort has returned. Nobody's gonna know that (almost) the entire world thinks Harry is an unstable pathological liar thanks to Rita Skeeter's many untruthful articles. They won't know about how Hermione discovered that Rita is an unregistered animagus and has been spying on all of them all year in the form of a beetle. Nobody's gonna know that Dobby works at Hogwarts now (or that it was actually supposed to be him that gave Harry the gillyweed right before the second task. Harry almost overslept and missed it too.) Nobody's gonna know that Fred and George have been developing magical joke-stuff and that Harry have them his one thousand galleon prize money of them to open their joke shop (or that Ludo Bagman cheated Fred and George out of their bet-winnings on the world cup; Ireland wins, but Krum gets the Snitch). So how're they going to explain Professor Umbridge's appearance? Why is a ministry witch suddenly posted at Hogwarts? (because Fudge doesn't trust Dumbledore anymore, that's why). They totally left out Percy and his overly-ambitious attitude toward his new position in the department of International Magical Cooperation at the Ministry of Magic. this is important too! Because Percy ends up disowning his family and siding with the Ministry rather than admitting that Voldemort really has returned and taking an active position in the Order of the Phoenix (like Molly, Arthur, Bill, and Charlie Weasley do). They don't show Bill or Charlie either for that matter! This is also important, because we find out in book six that Fleur Delacou (Beauxbatons champion) gets engaged to Bill Weasley.

*sigh* You know, if everyone would just read the book we wouldn't have this problem. I could go on and on for hours about all the things they left out, but it's already four in the morning and i still have homework to finish.

PotterPotterMovie

PotterPotterMovie

personally i found this pretty damn funny.

be sure to exit out eventually, i think it's just a continuous loop and keeps repeating over and over.

a firm believer

i got the idea to write a post like this when a kid sitting behind me in my philosophy class stated "i'm a firm believer in 'money can buy you anything'". and it got me thinking. am i a firm believer in anything? before i delve more into that topic i'd like to address the kid's statement. sure, you can buy anything with money. no, i'm not kidding, ANYTHING. but, yes, there is a but, you can't buy the best of anything. sure, money can buy you the best car and the best house and so on and so forth, but money cannot buy you the best form of feelings. it can buy you happiness, but only superficial happiness, and anyone who says that's good enough for them will one day realize what a sad and lonely life they've led. they'll probably realize this on their death bed.

now on to what i'm a firm believer in. i thought long and hard about it, and came to the conclusion that i'm a firm believer in there being an exception to every rule. i know it seems odd, but hear me out. there really is an exception to every rule, nothing is absolute. there is an exception to every rule including the rule "there is an exception to every rule". for example: murder is wrong. but murder isn't wrong when it's done in an act of self defense. there is an exception to every rule. but some things, like killing someone for the pure and simple pleasure of seeing someone die is wrong. you get my meaning? so that's what i have concluded; this is one thing i cannot refute: an infinite loophole. this is my "cogito ergo sum."

thinking...

hmm, so i'm thinking. about my latest story. i needed to write it for my oral interp. class. so i made really quick work of it. and it turned out cute and funny, but it wasn't deep or engaging. it was one of those itty bitty pieces of writing that you read as an example in a grade school class. a piece that doesn't really go anywhere. a piece with no objective.

so now i need to strip it down and build it back up. this time i need to give the characters more depth.

to start, then need names. i'll name the guy nick. there are alot of nicks in our generation. i can name five nicks who are around my age off hand. the guy has to be generic, that's why he's invisible. he was too generic, so he just faded away. ok, his name is nick, he's 20. his birthday is june 5, 1985. he has brown hair, brown eyes and is of average build. he doesn't have a last name. he can't remember it, just like his family can't remember him.

now the girl. she's... ok, can't think of a name right now, we'll get back to that. she's angry. she's always angry. she hates everyone, because she feels that everyone hates her, in a way. she had a rough childhood. her mother left, then her father left to go looking for her. her brother was much older than she, and left for college right before her mom left. no, i take that back. she was an only child. for several months she lived alone, till child services found out and sent her to a home. this home had alot of kids. so she felt her foster parents didn't have time to like her. she never got along with kids at school, because she was just one of those unfortunate people who wasn't born with the popularity gene. so she hated her classmates. she hates all people her age. she hates everyone. her name is jo. she's 21. she just turned 21. her birthday is november 1, 1984. she was born on the day of the dead, and often wishes she was dead. or invisible. she hates people and hates talking to them. but they try to talk to her anyway. till they get to know her a little bit anyway. then they think she's a bitch. and they leave. deep down, she just wants somebody to like her (or love her, but that sounds too cheesy for my tastes).

it all started nick's senior year in high school. he didn't notice it though, since nobody really ever payed attention to him anyway. it started to become more evident when he left for college. he always attended class, but the teachers marked him absent. and when he'd approach them about it, they wouldn't recognize him. and they would forget about changing their attendance records. so they flunked him. they would somehow lose his tests and papers, or sometimes they'd turn out blank. his family stopped calling him. they forgot about him. and stopped paying his tuition, so he was forced to drop out of college. now everything is starting to freak him out. he moved back in with his family, but one day he woke up and all his stuff was gone. he was sleeping on the floor. they took his bed right from under him. his parents can't see him or hear him. so he leaves. just recently, he's noticed that parts of him have started to fade away (arms, legs, hands, feet). at first he tries to ignore it, but it's getting worse and worse, and he's really starting to flip out about it.

then somehow he runs into jo, literally. he freaks her out, and she pepper sprays him.....(that was my original written scene). no, she doesn't pepper spray him. or else it'll be hard for me to convincingly have him find her again. she can see him. or at least she can see as much of him as he can. but he's starting to forget things. and he really really needs her help. because she can see him and hear him. he does something. something nice. i'm not sure what. something that keeps jo from hating him, and gets her to help him. she really does want a friend, but she doesn't want to admit it. but how can she help him? hmm....

well, that was a good brainstorming session. now to figure out how to put it into context....

glasses!

glasses, glasses, glasses!!! I HATE THEM! wearing them annoys me SO much!!!!! but without them, when my contacts are bothering me, i can't see for shit! it's no fair!!!

thank you that is all.

Oh My God!!

Oh My God!!

oh my god!! this is funny

the birthday post

yay! *today is my birthday! today is my birthday* and it just got 10 times better thanks to all the people who posted on my wall on facebook, the email from gabe, and a birthday post on the anipike forums!

but today, i'm not going to talk about what i've been doing. why? well i just told joe what i did this morning and i don't wanna type it all twice in a row. today i'd like to rant. but not in the "oh my god does this suck or what?" way, but the "here's a shitload of information all at once that doesn't necessarily have anything to do with anything else, so deal with it." so here we go, where i'll stop, NOBODY KNOWS!!!

ah, so i'd like to start out by discussing joe's comment to my last post. discussing with myself that is, since nobody can comment in the middle of the post. nobody can see what i'm typing till i'm all done. anyway, joe mentioned the existance of some people who try to make you feel bad because you like anime. WELL THEY'RE A BUNCH OF DICKHEADS!! that's like trying to make jocks feel bad for playing football, but nobody would dare question that! FIGHT THE MAN, DAMMIT! DOWN WITH THE SYSTEM!! anyway, i digress. i think that it's a load of horse shit and very prejudice of them. i know people like that too.

next topic!!! well i was on my way to english class yesterday evening and i thought of something. of several things, actually. and that's the entire point! first i thought about how i'm sure plenty guys would like to know what a girl's thinking. i think that if anybody heard what i am thinking (especially as i was thinking this, because since it is physically impossible to literally be thinking of two things simultaneously (and separately)), it was like i was flipping back and forth between five or six ideas, like one would flip tv channels really really fast. ok.... i lost where i was going with this..... o yea, i think if someone were able to hear my thoughts they would be really really confused. especially at that point in time, it would be a major information overload. one thing i was thinking of was that i had forgotten to find possible topics for my next english paper, another was of this guy i went to gradeschool with who said hi to me on my way to class. yes, i know, weird, but nobody really talked to me in gradeschool, so it's still a strange experience for me. nextly i was thinking of the manga series vision of escaflowne, which i had just got the remaining 5 graphic novels in the mail that day. i had to stop at a climatic part, so i was thinking about how it would end.

hmm, interesting...

Manga and Anime
taken from Free Reading: Implications for Child Development

In the assessment of popular children's entertainment forms, it is impossible to ignore the influence of manga, contemporary Japanese comics, and anime, the animated versions of manga stories. Millions of children and adults are avid consumers of comics; many manga comics are for adults only. The contemporary Pokemon series is an example of manga and anime that have been embraced by American children, with much marketing of toys and accessories. The 1970s Speed Racer cartoon was originally a Japanese anime, as were the enormously popular 1980s Transformers cartoons, animations, and toys. The major difference between Japanese and American comics is that manga portray a more complex and realistic view of life (Izawa, 1995). In manga, the death of a major character is frequently portrayed, whereas in American comics the topic is typically avoided.
Manga often portray adults at work, using high-tech computers and communication technologies, an area of life that is nearly invisible in American comics. The people—generally not superheroes—who populate manga work, go to school, and interact with their parents. Characters also have a "secret life" where friends and robots help them to defeat their foes. Foes are not necessarily depicted as the embodiment of evil; enemies of manga characters have complex motives, pursuing rational goals. Unlike American superheroes, manga characters make errors and learn from their mistakes; they grow morally and intellectually as stories develop. Izawa (1995) believes that the "everydayness" of manga may be a liberating factor in readers' identification with characters and events. Finally, unlike American superhero comics, manga stories deliberately end. They are designed to finish with a character getting married, going off to college, or even dying. Grounded in familiar reality, the adventures progress and build a kind of bridge to the fantasy world as they develop. It is possible that, as in my own experience as a new reader, comic book reading can open the door to other genres.

Desmond, Roger. "Free Reading: Implications for Child Development." Handbook of Children and the Media. Sage Publications, Inc. Thousand Oaks: 2001.

i came across this while researching for my classical argument paper and thought it was rather interesting. it's nice to see a positive spin on anime published in america (and by someone who isn't an avid fan).

yet another new layout

yes, i got bored. so i made another layout. this one features mint from ranma 1/2. mint is one of herb's attendants and a member of the musk dynasty, a dynasty that gives bestiality a whole new name. for more info. on mint click here.

also, check out the new links i put up to chris's and ben (rasmussen)'s blogs, strider's shack and ducktape for the chicken's soul respectively, under 'blogs'.

$2.80!!!

yesterday when i picked up my paycheck i noticed that the raise i was supposed to get has come into effect. but i never expected THIS much of a raise!! $2.80!!!! this is SO awesome!!!!! i'm SO excited!!! (well, as excited as i get...) i woulda posted this yesterday, but my internet was being a royal pain in the ass and wouldn't connect at all...

oh my god, anne's been busy!

yep, that's right folks, i've actually been busy! this hasn't happened in...... i don't remember..... anyway, i had to go to work friday, saturday, and sunday (10-6 on friday and sunday, and 9-5 on saturday). on friday and saturday i ended up accidentally working an hour overtime, too. oh well, more money. then today, i had to write up a toulmin outline for my impending classical argument paper and my last summary for english comp. 2, which took all my free time this afternoon in between my psych lecture and my english class. i also had to stop by the library to find some sources for my classical argument paper, which i did on my way to the arts and sciences building before english. all in all, i'm really impressed by my work ethic today, i was actually able to sit myself down and get going on my assignments!

other than that, it's been pretty uneventful. after work yesterday my mom picked me up and we went to wally world (the fabric store was closed) to pick out some fabric for my birthday present from her: curtains for my window. i really wish i could think of something to ask for for my birthday, but the thing is, when i want something, i just go out and buy it for myself... my relatives will all give me money probably, so i don't have to worry about that, but it just seems weird for parents to give you money on your birthday, don't you think? one year they gave me some gift cards, but that's different, you know? so window curtains is one thing, and i dunno if my mom will come up with anything else. it doesn't matter if she doesn't, i'm appreciative of what my parents give me as it is (stuff like, oh you know... putting money away when i was born and paying for my college education).

and tomorrow... exactly three weeks till i'm 19, yay!

one month till my birthday!

yep, in exactly one month i'll finally be officially legal, since nebraska is a retarded state and doesn't count you as a legal adult until you're 19, as opposed to 18 everywhere else in the country.

in other news, i've officially been promoted to part-time decorator, which includes a pay raise (yay!). my manager told me it'd all get changed or whatever as soon as she gave the go-ahead to sharon (the lady in charge of the employees, or something).

not much else to say...

what women really want

somebody posted this on the anipike forums the other day:

Young King Arthur was ambushed and imprisoned by the monarch of a neighboring kingdom. The monarch could have killed him but was moved by Arthur's youth and ideals. So, the monarch offered him his freedom, as long as he could answer a very difficult question. Arthur would have a year to figure out the answer and, if after a year, he still had no answer, he would be put to death.

The question?....What do women really want? Such a question would perplex even the most knowledgeable man, and to young Arthur, it seemed an impossible query. But, since it was better than death, he accepted the monarch's proposition to have an answer by year's end.

He returned to his kingdom and began to poll everyone: the princess, the priests, the wise men and even the court jester. He spoke with everyone, but no one could give him a satisfactory answer.

Many people advised him to consult the old witch, for only she would have the answer.

But the price would be high; as the witch was famous throughout the kingdom for the exorbitant prices she charged.

The last day of the year arrived and Arthur had no choice but to talk to the witch. She agreed to answer the question, but he would have to agree to her price first.

The old witch wanted to marry Sir Lancelot, the most noble of the Knights of the Round Table and Arthur's closest friend!

Young Arthur was horrified. She was hunchbacked and hideous, had only one tooth, smelled like sewage, made obscene noises, etc. He had never encountered such a repugnant creature in all his life.

He refused to force his friend to marry her and endure such a terrible burden; but Lancelot, learning of the proposal, spoke with Arthur.

He said nothing was too big of a sacrifice compared to Arthur's life and the preservation of the Round Table.

Hence, a wedding was proclaimed and the witch answered Arthur's question thus:

What a woman really wants, she answered....is to be in charge of her own life.

Everyone in the kingdom instantly knew that the witch had uttered a great truth and that Arthur's life would be spared.

And so it was, the neighboring monarch granted Arthur his freedom and Lancelot and the witch had a wonderful wedding.

The honeymoon hour approached and Lancelot, steeling himself for a horrific experience, entered the bedroom. But, what a sight awaited him. The most beautiful woman he had ever seen lay before him on the bed. The astounded Lancelot asked what had happened

The beauty replied that since he had been so kind to her when she appeared as a witch, she would henceforth, be her horrible deformed self only half the time and the beautiful maiden the other half.

Which would he prefer? Beautiful during the day....or night?

Lancelot pondered the predicament. During the day, a beautiful woman to show off to his friends, but at night, in the privacy of his castle, an old witch? Or, would he prefer having a hideous witch during the day, but by night, a beautiful woman for him to enjoy wondrous intimate moments?

What would YOU do?

What Lancelot chose is below. BUT....make YOUR choice before you scroll down below. OKAY?








Noble Lancelot said that he would allow HER to make the choice herself.

Upon hearing this, she announced that she would be beautiful all the time because he had respected her enough to let her be in charge of her own life.

Now....what is the moral to this story?
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The moral is.....
If you don't let a woman have her own way....
Things are going to get ugly!

grrr.....

i hate thursdays, but at the same time, i love thursdays... since i don't have any classes on fridays, thursday is like friday. BUT since nobody else has fridays off, there's really not anything i can do! and everything is closed at this point anyway... of course i could be working on my philosophy essays. yes, essayS. *grumblegrumble* i don' wanna!

other than that it's been a pretty uneventful week. (wait a minnut, other than what? i haven't said anything!!) currently i'm reading sabriel again, but i got to a slow part and stopped reading an hour or so ago. drove down to crossroads and picked me up some broccoli beef at imperial palace express, which was yummy. i also went to the free preview of homebody/kabul just down the sidewalk in the fine arts building with jessie yesterday evening. it was pretty good, but the plot was rather intricate, and i don't feel like retelling it right now. and if you ask me later, i probably won't feel like retelling it then either. just pay the $5 and go see it yourself.

you know what i feel like eating right now? m&m's, that's what. unfortunately, there is a severe shortage of m&m's in my immediate vicinity. the closest source of those candy-coated chocolate yummies is in one of the vending machines, probably in the durham science center, if they have a candy machine there. i know there's a pop machine anyway; i see it through the window when i walk by there every day. if not there, then the engineering building. but candy costs 75 cents, which is highway robbery, i tell you. i'm not sure if it's any cheaper at the convenience store in the student center. and besides, they're probably all closed at this hour anyway. it's sad.

hmm.... well, more lemonade and back to my book, i think...

Welcome to Engrish.com!

Welcome to Engrish.com!

lmao, it's "fucked up engrish" week!

nothing to do?

i seriously need a hobby....

worst day ever...

today has got to be the shittiest day i can remember. i woke up late, since my afternoon lecture was cancelled, but through the course of the afternoon i developed a terrible headache. that and i just got irritated so easy. i felt like punching a hole in the wall or punching a hole through my computer screen or ripping my bedsheets apart or completely trashing everything in my room, but i couldn't! because you just can't do stuff like that! so being unable to do that made it ten times worse. i was trying to write a summary and do some review sheets for my evening english class, but i just couldn't concentrate, and trying to do so got me even more pissed off. and 5:30 came strangely fast, which stressed me out even more. i just completely lost it. finally i calmed myself down enough to sit and finish the summary, which i did a pretty shitty job on, i believe, but then my headache was back (and yes, i did take some aspirin), so i skipped class and took a nap, which made me feel terrible. calling my mother crossed my mind, but despite how many places you hear that mother will make it all better, calling my mom to tell her i couldn't write a summary and was considering (and did) skipping class would only make things ten times worse. she would be furious, which is why she isn't going to find out. so now i have to figure out what to say to the teacher when i email her and ask to scheduele a conference so i can make up what i missed. and i have three commentaries i have to write for tomorrow morning. and my headache is back (it went away temporarily after my nap, and yes, i did take more aspirin). i just don't know what to do...

as for getting involved in stuff, there is a writing club, so to say, but i'm already on their emailing list. they're not doing anything till this saturday (and haven't yet since the start of the semester). tennis.... i don't even know how to play tennis. badmitton.... i think you're just coming up with random sports at this point, chris. oh, and fraternities are guys' organizations. girls have sororities, and i would shoot myself before i joined one. i was talking to the receptionist at my psychiatrist's office about what i was doing this fall, and she said she had gone to uno, and added that she rushed (joined a sorority), but ended up not enjoying it. she said if you don't like to party (whether it be the legal or illegal kind, i believe) then you won't find anything you'd enjoy in a sorority. i'm just not a people person, i know i'd hate it. judo may be a good choice, but i need saturdays so i can work. i can't work any other days of the week, just fridays saturdays and sundays. wednesdays too, but that's not the point. plus i really need to save my money for food and other living expenses. i'm just lucky i didn't go shopping much this summer. yea, sure, i have ended up going shopping lately as something to do, but clothes and manga are just higher priorities for me than judo. i can't help it, i'm just that kinda person. and yes, it really is that mundane here. maybe not for everyone, but it sure as hell is for me.

well, my headache is subsiding, so i better finish my homework while i still can.

the end of spam!

i just noticed something on my blogger dashboard, it was a lil' comment advertising the word verification feature i can turn on to prevent spam. all it does is has my commentors type in the word seen on the screen (the kind of thing you have to do when you sign up for a new account on the internet), so if you're wondering, that's what that is.

man, i'm so bored.... my mom just doesn't understand what not having my t.v. is doing to me! although i must admit that i don't think it'll help all THAT much. i'll still be bored, just slightly less. and i don't know what to do about it! it's not like i can get involved in activities (well, theoretically i can...), after all, what the hell would i get 'involved' in? i don't even know what stuff there is to 'get involved' in! let alone something i'd actually be interested in and enjoy doing...

we finally got our freezer, which is really nice. but that's not helping my boredom right now, because i'm not hungry. tomorrow i have work, so that'll occupy a good seven hours of my day, and after that i was considering driving home to do laundry. plus escaflowne is airing tomorrow night. i want my t.v. and cable so bad :( i've been reluctant to go home on a saturday night, on the off chance that somebody'd think of something to do. but what did i do last weekend? i went to work till nine, then i came back here and did nothing............ the week before that i went to work and ended up having to stay late till 10, drove home to pick up some food, then found out that i missed out on going to a movie with a whole bunch of people, and there was nothing i (or anyone else) could have done about it. *sigh*......

more new layouts! yay! yay! yay!

well, not here anyway. i just finished the new layout for my website last night. whether it was a coincidence or not, i've updated the layout for my website once every year at the beginning of the year. yea, i know that january is a little far off, but i got bored, so i made one. besides, who knows, this time last year i thought i was going to put a layout up with sesshomaru on it. i ended up making a total of three layouts last year. well, here's some screen shots of what it looks like:

another weekend come and gone...

not a very eventful weekend. i went out to eat at the olive garden with my family on monday and i worked friday, saturday, and sunday. what i really wanna do is order the 4th season ranma 1/2 dvd boxset, but i still don't have my tv.......................................................................... at least now i have a printer, and our freezer is supposed to come in today, since it didn't on thursday.

found this on joe's blog

The Classic Lover 27% partner focus, 28% aggressiveness, 25% adventurousness

Based on the results of this test, it is highly likely that: You prefer your romance and love to be traditional rather than daring or out-of-the-ordinary, ane you would rather be pursued than do the pursuing. This places you in the Lover Style of: The Classic Lover. The Classic Lover is a wonderful Lover Style, and is the closest it comes to the classic images of the princess in the tower, or the romantic and chivalrous knight, or the hero/heroine from a Disney film. The Classic Lover is a treasure to find, though it can be difficult to do so because they sometimes tend to be shy and/or difficult to successfully court. Best Compatibility can probably be found with: The Romantic Lover (most of all) or the Devoted Lover, or the Liberated Lover. Congratulations! If you enjoyed this test, I would love the feedback! Also, you might want to check out some of my other tests if you're interested in the following: Nerds, Geeks & Dorks Professional Wrestling Buffy the Vampire Slayer America/Politics Thanks Again! -- THE LOVER STYLE PROFILE TEST

a nerd, a geek, or a dork; what are you?

found this on cata's xanga.

Pure Nerd 65 % Nerd, 26% Geek, 30% Dork

For The Record: A Nerd is someone who is passionate about learning/being smart/academia. A Geek is someone who is passionate about some particular area or subject, often an obscure or difficult one. A Dork is someone who has difficulty with common social expectations/interactions. You scored better than half in Nerd, earning you the title of: Pure Nerd. The times, they are a-changing. It used to be that being exceptionally smart led to being unpopular, which would ultimately lead to picking up all of the traits and tendences associated with the "dork." No-longer. Being smart isn't as socially crippling as it once was, and even more so as you get older: eventually being a Pure Nerd will likely be replaced with the following label: Purely Successful. Congratulations! Also, you might want to check out some of my other tests if you're interested in any of the following: Buffy the Vampire Slayer Professional Wrestling Love & Sexuality America/Politics Thanks Again! -- THE NERD? GEEK? OR DORK? TEST

anslem's ontological argument

ok, so in philosophy class today we talked about anslem's ontological argument for god's existance. it was as follows:

1. we have the concept of god, and in that sense god exists "in the understanding."
2. the concept of "god" is the concept of the greatest conceivable being.
3. real existance is greater than mere existance in the understanding.
4. therefore, god must exist in reality, not just in the understanding.

this of course is just the book's summation of anslem's actual argument, which was long and confusing. ok, now what i think is that this anslem guy is just spouting a bunch of rubbish. why? because by saying that god is greater than anything we can ever think of, aren't we thinking that god is greater than anything we can ever think of? so does that mean that god is greater than the idea that god is greater than anything we can ever think of? and hey! wouldja look at that, we just thought of god being greater than the idea of god being greater than anything we can ever think of! so does that mean that god is greater than the idea that god is greater than the idea that god is greater than anything we can ever think of? this process of thought could go on and on infinitely, so how does this prove that god exists? doesn't this just prove that the human mind is infinite in itself? so how can god be greater than something infinate; what is greater than infinity? i'm not trying to prove that god doesn't exist, i'm just trying to prove that anslem's argument can't prove shit. when i voiced this opinion in class i heard somebody behind me say "woah!" which was pretty funny, but the teacher misunderstood me and thought i was saying something along the lines that the human mind is finite ane cannot conceive the idea of god, which is an argument that some people have made before. no, quite the opposite, after all, we just conceived that god could be greater than what the human mind can comprehend, so how is it we cannot conceive the idea of god?

there was another argument we went over briefly that said that god was perfect, and existence is perfection; therefore god exists. ok, here's what i gotta say about that one: the reality in which we reside is imperfect. so assuming that we exist we must conclude that existance is imperfect. you can't define perfect, there's no such thing (universally there isn't anyway). going back to where i stated that we're assuming that we exist; do we really exist at all? how can we define what is in existance and what isn't? where does fantasy end and reality begin? what if we're just somebody's idea or dream? for example, i'm writing a story. who's to say that the characters in my story aren't real? what if they think they're real, just as we think we're real. and for that matter, are we real? in my story people can do magic, but in our reality people cannot do magic. so what if we're in a story that somebody wrote in a reality where people can't walk? does that make our ability to walk real? does that make my character's ability to do magic real? if something doesn't exist in the creator's world, can it truly exist in the world of their creation? strange, no?

and now on to other matters. this morning in oral interp. we were divided into groups. these are the groups in which we will be critiquing each other's work and stuff, so the teacher had us share our "why do i write" explanations with each other, and in my explanation i told them about how i used to make up stories for my dolls and that one time some of the dolls got caught smoking in the girl's bathroom. this made them all laugh. ^^ then we were supposed to introduce our group to the rest of the class, each of us had to say something about our group. one girl introduced us individually and said that our group's name (we had to choose names) was on hiatus (literally, but it ended up being our actual group name because of it). then i said that all of our interest in writing stemmed from an early interest in reading. i can't remember what the other girl said, but the only guy in our group said that one of us used to make up stories for their dolls, and the first girl, sarah added that one time the dolls got caught smoking in the girls bathroom. i was cracking up as they both said this. it was funny, especially the look on the teacher's face. i made up strange things as a child. i was probably around 10 when i made up the said story, but when i was in pre-school i wrote a book in which our dog ran away and my dad spilled his beer (he was drinking the beer as he was walking the dog). i was 3-years-old at the time, and the teacher even drew a lil' caldecott medal on my book cover (which was made of wallpaper from one of those sample wallpaper books).

so anyway, as soon as i got back to my dorm i started reading my groups' manuscripts. coincidentally, two of the other three group memebers also wrote something fantasy/sci fi. the only difference is that theirs was modern sci fi/fantasy and mine, well, isn't. now all i have to do is critique them.

the gameboy conspiricy

yea, that's right, there's a gameboy conspiricy, i tell you! jessie and i have been trying to play final fantasy crystal chronicles together on her gamecube, but it insists that we need to plug in a gameboy advance. so we do, and we have the second player on a regular gamecube controller, but no! we have to have ALL players on hooked up gameboy advance(s) in order to multiplayer mode! it's a conspiricy to get you to buy four gameboy advance(s) and link cables.... *shakes head*

in other news, there's a paper conspiricy at the library, too. i have to take 10 pages of my original writing and bring in 5 copies of it to my oral interp. class tomorrow. well, i don't have a printer, of course, and i don't wanna waste 50 pages of jessie's paper, so i went down to the library to print out copies. first off, i can only print out one copy of the ten pages of my story excerpt from the computer (5 cents a page), so i have to photocopy the rest (10 cents a copy). not only that, but it won't let me use the money i had just put on my student card to pay for the copies (it did for the printer, but not th copier). you have to use change for the copier... seriously, what the hell! i ran 30 cents and 3 pages short, but luckily for me the lady who was copying before me said i could have her last dime that was already in the machine. unfortunately that meant i had to walk back up to the dorms to get a mere 20 cents (i had run out of ones to put in the change machine), then walk all the way back to copy the last page 2 more times...... i need to get myself a printer dammit....

Don't Touch Me!

Don't Touch Me!

this was mildly entertaining.

:(

i kinda feel bad. i fell asleep in my philosophy class today, and now i feel terrible about it. it's one think to nap during class in high school, but this is entirely different. i hope the professor doesn't think i'm some kinda bratty person now...

and now i can't think of anything else to post...

crazy weird

ok, so last week john was over and showed jessie and me this website called the facebook, and i was just lookin' around on it a few minutes ago. what's so weird is that i was finding all these people i went to grade school with, and whenever you view somebody's profile it shows you how you're connected to that person (for example: you:john:jessie, you get the idea?). thing is, everybody is so interconnected there. i dunno, i was just thinkin' "damn, this is crazy weird" while viewing...

ok, so i'm just hangin' out here in my dorm room..... again..... waiting till my next class at 5:30. i prolly should be doing the reading assignment, because i think we may be having a quiz over it, but hey, it's not even 3:30 yet! so i'm here on the internet again instead.

speaking of people from gradeschool, on my way to psychology i saw this guy i went to gradeschool with. nothing too exciting: "hi, anne" "hey"; so i guess that means i'm recognizable from gradeschool. i don't think i've changed that much (facially), but jessie says she thinks i've changed enough since freshman year that there's a chance people won't recognize me. eh, whatever...

potentially good news! while i was at work yesterday decorating, thelma (full-time decorator), and rosemary (weekend clerk) were talking about how our department is looking for somebody to replace judy (part-time decorator) when she leaves next month (she's going back to school). and i think it may have been rosemary, who has always been impressed with my decorating skills, who suggested that hey, they should promote anne to part-time decorator (right now i'm just a closer, but sometimes i get to come in and just decorate) and find another closer instead! it's easier to find a closer than it is to find a decorator, she said. thelma agreed. so that would be cool if i got promoted to part-time decorator (no more washing dishes, thank you god!!). if that happened i don't think i'd quit and find another job up here.