Hmm...

Yep... still screwing around with styles. I think I can learn to like this one, though. And I can actually see my myriad of icons now. Which will only encourage me to make more, with my meagre programmes (err.. Paint) and my small amount of tools (laptop touchpads give indie cred to icons, darnit!). Indie cred is such a silly concept. Of course, lots of things tend to be rather silly concepts when you really get down to it.

Today has been a rather culturally confusing day. From Elizabeth I at 8am, to Chinese New year at 8pm. What's a poor un-cultured midwestern girl to do, besides be confused? Though really... the CUSA show was great. I sort of wish I'd gone to the cast party (aka large amounts of drinking)... but not really being Asian, and not being there to drink would be a little weird. I hugged everyone after the show (yes, even him... because whether I like to admit it or not, his set was awesome). Dear goodness how I miss drama. I also want to learn martial arts even more now. Why am I such a dork? Hehe, I also talked about wanting to learn how to play D&D on the way back... just what I need to do. The bridge to dorkiness has been crossed (and burned) long ago, but I don't think I really need to go on burning the bridges into nerdiness and geekiness and all those other things. Actually, I think they're probably all just bridges to the same place, and I've been running back and forth across them for some time now.

Holy crap, when did it become almost 1 in the morning?? Heh, and I'm staying up to watch American Beauty with my roomie and someone else from down the hall, anyway. Her boyfriend had to leave today, and thanks to a rather soul-less bus driver, her goodbyes were cut insanely short. Heck, the bus almost left without her. Darn the bus drivers. Just darn the buses in general. Bah!

I wonder if I can change the font on this to something more appealing... fonts bother me when they're not exactly right.

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What the heck is with this dorm and always having lukewarm water whenever I have a shower. Also, howcome whenever I wash my hands with hot water, it's scalding. Silly old building and its pointless grudges against me! I imagine the same water-rules apply to washing my clothes, too.. which is why the washers systematically destroyed all my bluejeans last quarter. I still weep for my favourite pair... which they don't make anymore. Gosh darn, and tighter pants are so much colder in the winter!

Hooray for pointless entries. And for chips and salsa, which I do believe I am addicted to. I was sort of in withdrawl over winter break. Just randomly I'd be like... hey, I want chips and salsa. Kind of like now I really would like some Handel's ice cream. Which is something I most certainly won't get until this summer. Agh.... sigh. I suppose I can deal. If things get really desperate, there are several places where I can grab a pint of Ben & Jerry's or somesuch.

Well, I'm about to watch American Beauty, so I guess I should shut off the computer and actually watch it. Someone busted down the door to our TV room, so we figured we'd look suspicious watching it in there. Stupid people! Vandals! We've got locks on everything already... even the empty cupboards. We are basically the only floor that does this... I don't understand.

The movie beckons, I must be off.

Hmm..

Oh, I am rather tired. I realized when I got up this morning (at noon..) that I was up for 20 hours yesterday. 20! No wonder I was in such a weird mood all night. Sleep depravation does that to me.

Naturally, I had a rather weird dream last night. I wish I could remember it properly... on a certain level it was rather disturbing. To me at least. I vaguely remember one part of it being myself and these other people that were supposed to be in the "military" with me trying to sneak up on this one guy, and we had this whole elaborate plan that everyone else kept messing up, and we were running around on ice and it was all snowy. But I really can't remember that one properly. In the one I really remember most of, I was at band practice, sitting in the back watching the director get angry, so I decided that I should go check the doors to make sure that people could still get out.. which they couldn't, because the director had locked all three of them ahead of time. I got through one into this little hallway, and all of a sudden this lady came bursting in from outside, so I caught the door as quietly as I could and tried to put a pair of tweezers between it and the door jam so it wouldn't close all the way. They kept turning, which made the door come dangerously close to locking again, but I left it because I was afraid of getting caught. I went back out the door into the back of the room, where this one guy from this year's senior class at my high school gave me a knowing nod as he walked up to the back of the room (this place was like a giant auditorium with a slanted floor and everything, and the director was standing up on the stage) and told me that he'd picked up the director's daughter so we could get her out of there if we had to, since he was threating to destroy things so he could get the band in trouble or something. And, as soon as he said that, the director has this piece of string that he used to pull over this giant light on the stage, and when it fell, it went through the floor. My first reaction was to go and help, but that's where everyone else was going, so I grabbed his daughter so she woudln't get trampled and ran out into the hallways and into this room where I used to report to this committee. I sat down next to this big filing cabinet and I heard their voices telling me that I had done well, and that I could help myself to what was in the treasure chest for me. And all of a sudden there was a treasure chest on the other wall. I walked over to it, but I don't remember what was in it. Later on, I remember being in this convenience store, and there were all these people that I only vaguely knew in there, asking all sorts of uncomfortable questions about be, and the clerk behind the counter wouldn't tell them anything, and I was trying to get out before they figured out that I was there, or something like that.

See? Weird? Weirder that, during the part where that committe was talking to me, I was basically thinking that I was Elly. And I gosh darn haven't played Xenogears in several days. Especially now that I've discovered that the controller my mom sent isn't compatible with my computer, so I'll have to do it all by the keyboard, which will be super-evil once I get to Babel Tower, because that's hard when you can actually use the controller. But I just want to get to Solaris, darnit! Mm, best part of the game! (Err.. actually, I think being Elly can actually be explained pretty easily by the fact that I always feel like I should be looking after people. Like bits of last night. So... not as weird as I originally put it).

Bah, I'm sore this morning like I'm going to get a cold soon. Darnit.. silly people that go out drinking and make their colds worse so they're more contagious and then I get them! Grrr! This makes me really not want to go to the dining hall today... but if my roomie gets up and wants to go, I probably will. Darn, my sleep schedule is going to be so messed up now. Hehehe.

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Just a random thing that I just remembered... I was riding the 171 back to my dorm Friday, and I saw a car with the license plate "PSN FLWR" or something of the sort that spelled out to be Poison Flower. It made me smile my own little geeky TMBG in-joke smile. I wonder who it belongs to..

Well, s'pose I should go see if there are any dryers free yet.

Huh

I can't even begin to fathom where in my journal this came from...

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I already went to dinner tonight. It's only 7. I don't know what to do with myself. I suppose it would be good if maybe I did my homework for Bio, but that's not even a page of writing, and it looks rather simple. There are only three writing assignments in Bio. Woohoo! I suppose there might also be something I need to do for Drama, but I certainly don't remember it. It's probably reading something. Also not terribly important, though. I suppose it would be good of me to get a start on my paper for Hum, which is due next Monday. I'm probably not going to get around to doing it during the week. Yes, that's what I'll do tonight, if I finish my Bio. I will figure out what I'm going to write my paper on. I don't imagine this guy will grade too terribly hard... and I think he might treat my papers a teensy bit more favourably, provided I don't screw the first one up too much. Writing is such a fickle subject, afterall. I like to think that I'm getting better at it, though. I sure do an awful lot of it. Prolific is my adjective. Yay.

Err... so today at dinner we ended up with yet another euphimism.. apparently it turns out that the Tetris theme, in its native Russian.. is rather dirty. So naturally I make some snide comment that got carried into the bits I only implied, and now phrases like "She likes to watch me play Tetris" and "I haven't played Tetris in years" take on a whole new and unnecessary meaning. It would've been more fun to harass the RA, though, if someone hadn't screwed up and asked him the last time he'd "had" Tetris. Silly, it does not work like that.