NERD WARS!

Apologies to anyone who's seen this already, but down in LA there are a bunch of nerds camped out at the wrong theatre waiting for Star Wars... in protest. Because they don't want it to play at the better theatre down the street. Actually... they just lined up at the wrong theatre. And then decided they didn't want to move, and called it a protest in hope that they'd show it there anyway. And then Wil Wheaton (Star Trek's very own Wesley Crusher) made fun of them. And they got all indignant. And now it's nerd versus nerd and there are in-groups and cliques in the line (which is not Wil's fault, directly, but he brought them to light). And people bringing pizza and making tongue-in-cheek jokes and people glueing quarters to the ground. And making fun of Picard, in which the "French guy with a British accent? Come on!" arguement is invoked. Yes, the one I have heard several million times from Skirtpants. Seriously, if I didn't have like, half a billion things to do every weekend between now and when Star Wars comes out (and if I wasn't broke beyond all belief) I'd take a road trip down to LA and visit them, too. Oh, wow... if only that was a Scav Hunt item. That'd be awesome. Hehehehe.

And this is part of the subculture that I identify with...

Yeah, sounds about right to me.

At least I can laugh at it. Even if I was in the line.

(P.S. I still can't get over how oddly similar Chopin's Etude in E Major is to Jean-Jacques Burnel's We Were Lovers. It's got to be intentional).

Crash and Buuurn!

Okay... I just totally lost whatever tiny roomie-war I imagined was going on. It's been a good day and a half since we ran out of toilet paper, and I'm still staying steady on that front, but... it turns out today was prospie day. And even though I'm pretty sure I was told we were having prospies today, no one ever told me that my particular room was getting one. I'm wary of giving my roomie credit for her nefarious Prospie Plot to get me to break down and clean up the room, but if that was the plan I totally concede defeat. She bought Pine Sol like, first quarter and never cleaned the bathroom with it. We also just got another Dust Buster today. Who broke them out and made use of them?

... Yeah, and I ran out of paper towels again, too. I'm starting to feel sorry for the trees. We go through ungodly amounts of toilet paper and such. I probably also smell like dust and Pine Sol (and some green tea body spray that I accidentally got on myself). I'm sure the girl whose computer I'm going to fix tonight will be quite happy to smell me. Maybe it'll scare her mice away.

All right... I'm going to leave a note about someone else buying toilet paper, then go do my work (that I get paid for, yay!). Whoosh.

Yes, I'm "too nice." But some of the stuff on the floor was just disgusting. Plus the garbage and dishes were starting to smell, so I took out the trash and did the dishes, too. I'll just pretend it goes towards karma or something. Hehehe.