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Okay, I stayed up all night working on my CS project. Actually, it was more like a couple of hours, but still. *Glances at clock.* Hmm, its seven. I have class in three hours. Oh well. Lemme tell you about the night.
I played Magic.
Yeah, I promised, no more fan-boy-ish-y stuff, but let's face it. I AM a fan boy. So all the stuff about me will be fan-boy-ish-y. I'll try to spare the in depth details. Anyway, the decks I made were alright, if you ask me. Mana screw was a common occurance at the table, with four players. It was odd, if you ask me. Shouldn't have happened THAT much. Anyway, my Last Laugh deck went off a few times, which pissed people off, so the time I DIDN'T get a good hand with it, I was being double teamed from the start. My squirrel deck preformed admirably, I think, and the enchantment deck... Well, it needs some work. Actually, I have long been planning to make a tournament quality Enchantress deck, so I may do just that, and swap out red for blue, and cheaper, less wacky enchantments. Or maybe go White/Green. I dunno.
The point is I'm tired. Two and a half hours till class, I think I'd better get some sleep. If you wanna see the Tic-Tac-Toe game, message me, I'll send it on over. Laters.
29.10.04
26.10.04
Multiball!! MULTIBAAAALLLL!!!!!
Umm... The title is cuz shouting Multiplayer just doesn't have the same ring. Anyway, I just spent the early afternoon making up two magic decks. It felt good. It's been far too long. What prompted me to make not one but two decks after such a long period of not? My roommates brother. He calls us last night, telling Matt that he arranged a multiplayer game or two with a friend. Naturally we accept. Problem is, he didn't have a deck. So I got drafted to make one for him, because none of my other decks, aside from my precious Last Laugh deck (you can't spell slaughter without laugh...) aren't really cut out for group games. So, I asked him what kind of deck he wanted. "Black and white or red and green," comes the responce. As I'm looking through my rare binder, which I often do for inspiration, I notice a large number of "Junk" enchantments in the colors. So I mention them to him, and he says "Sure, I haven't done an enchantment deck in a while." My original plan was to simply have it be you're basic dumb red and green deck, elves and fast mana on the first few turns, then ramp up to huge mana for huge stupid-big effects. However, upon him calling the idea an Enchantment deck, I'm reminded of the four Verduran Enchantresses I have, and the four Enchantresses Presences. Stupid Enchantress Deck was made shortly thereafter, with a light sprinkling of all the junk enchantments I could find. I through in Confusion in the Ranks for sheer dumbness, as well as Teferi's Puzzle Box out of Masochism. I will annoy EVERYONE at the table tonite, even though I didn't play the deck. Maybe Mike will annoy everyone, instead, while I quietly Armageddon the field to death. Speaking of combos, based on the sheer number of one- and two- ofs in the deck, there are some spiffy interactions. My favorite is the Mana Flares with either Saproling Burst or Words of Wilding (or even Dragon's Roost if things get really out of hand), to create ungodly amounts of mana. Meanwhile, there are maybe two mana sinks in the deck. Umm.. Oh well.
Also, as I sloshed though my common and uncommon boxes for cards to fill out "the most expensive deck I've ever owned I think," I passed through the remains of my old squirrel deck. Once I had the Red Green Dumbness created, I went about making a better squirrel deck, if only for flavor. I hope Unhinged has more squirrel cards, I need them. Oh, and Deranged Hermits if anyone out there has some. Plus, if you couldn't tell from my nonsensical rant, I'm excited to test these babies out. If you're up for an online game over AIM, lemme know when I get back from class. Speaking of which, I gotta go to class now, bye!
....Oh, and sorry about the pair of nerdy-type rants in a row. I'll see about putting up some non-fanboyish posts later on, promise.
Also, as I sloshed though my common and uncommon boxes for cards to fill out "the most expensive deck I've ever owned I think," I passed through the remains of my old squirrel deck. Once I had the Red Green Dumbness created, I went about making a better squirrel deck, if only for flavor. I hope Unhinged has more squirrel cards, I need them. Oh, and Deranged Hermits if anyone out there has some. Plus, if you couldn't tell from my nonsensical rant, I'm excited to test these babies out. If you're up for an online game over AIM, lemme know when I get back from class. Speaking of which, I gotta go to class now, bye!
....Oh, and sorry about the pair of nerdy-type rants in a row. I'll see about putting up some non-fanboyish posts later on, promise.
25.10.04
Revenge Of Starcraft
Here's something I wrote in Calc and Film class for this. Enjoy.
I've told you about how I bought Diablo II and such. Honestly, I'm getting bored of the game. One of these days I'll start a game from scratch, and play through at a normal place. It's no fun rushing through what should be a long and in depth story line in an hour or three with my higher level friends' help. I know for some people see customizing their characters as being half the fun, but it doesn't have any appeal to me. Questing for the sole purpose of leveling up seems pointless. I prefer the adversarial nature of Starcraft because it puts each player on an equal playing field. The "collect and dress-up" element isn't there. It's just one player against another, winner take all. Or none. I like the Red Vs Blue description of the situation.
I for one like that semi-rediculous nature of games. Two players are boiled down to their cores. It is sport at its purest. In a Starcraft match, your name doesn't matter. All those hours you've spent on the campaign don't matter in a match when your mining SCV train wanders through a canyon overlooked by Dragoons. Each player starts the same every time. Four peons. A town hall. Fifty minerals. Zero vespine gas. And the knowledge that your opponant starts with the same. After the game is over, nothing has changed. The winner gets nothing but a tick mark somewhere on the Battle.net servers, and maybe bragging rights. Aside from pride and dignety, nothing is taken from the loser.
And then there are the memories. Both players take a small bit of experience with them of the game. The loser is made aware of a strategy, and either learns to adapt it for his own use, or how to beat it next time. The winner may have noticed something he could do better next time, or some tip from his opponants strategy could be gleamed. Or maybe it was simply two comrades-in-arms enjoying a friendly skirmish. I've got a few memories that still bring a small smile to my face. Like the time I hid my last building in a random corner of map to avoid the enemy gang of roving Carriers. ("Our big... spaceship... gang." "Ar-ma-da?" "Yeah, that.") Or the time I finished my opponents last two buildings with the most overkill ever.
One of my favorite memories wasn't actually from a multiplayer game. It was a campaign mission: Johnny the Homocidal Ultralisk from New Gettysburg. Anyone who's ever played the mission tell me if this sounds remotely familiar. The mission has three goals: Protect a Zerg outpost, destroy the attacking Protoss forces beneath you, and don't let Kerrigan die. However, while you are protecting the Zerg, they are feeling no such thing about you, and see no reason to not attack you. Ingrates. Anyways, at one point in the mission, the Zerg rise up and swell past any defences you have set up. The first few times I played it, I noticed an even more shocking event taking place. One lone Ultralisk, who we shall call "Johnny, the Homocidal Ultralisk", was charging straight past any other units I had, and made a direct bee line to the lone chick in the ghost uniform. Bam. One solid swipe of the tusks, and that's it. Kerrigan lets out a high pitched scream/squeal, and the game alerts me that the game is over. I watched this happen at least three times before I caught on, and on the fouth time, I knew how to beat it. I went in and immediately built a dropship for Kerrigan. As soon as it was done, the USS Canadia set course for parts unknown, far from the intense violence, miles (I guess) above the looming Ultralisks, and out of my mind from then on. I was able to beat the mission on my own, without worrying about pissy dignitaries or whatever Kerrigan was.
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Then, Kerrigan dies (captured, really) to the Zerg anyway!!!! Talk about a downer.
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Anyway, I ended up with a small tick from that mission. I have a tendancy to favor using dropships from now on. I like them. I trust them. They're nice. Now you may all go ahead to plotting my eventual downfall by destroying my dropships... If you dare!
Sigh. That was a long rant half of you probably don't care about. Oh well. Anyone who wants to play, lemme know. You will be destroyed. Or not.
I've told you about how I bought Diablo II and such. Honestly, I'm getting bored of the game. One of these days I'll start a game from scratch, and play through at a normal place. It's no fun rushing through what should be a long and in depth story line in an hour or three with my higher level friends' help. I know for some people see customizing their characters as being half the fun, but it doesn't have any appeal to me. Questing for the sole purpose of leveling up seems pointless. I prefer the adversarial nature of Starcraft because it puts each player on an equal playing field. The "collect and dress-up" element isn't there. It's just one player against another, winner take all. Or none. I like the Red Vs Blue description of the situation.
Simmons: Seriously though, why are we out here? As far as I can tell it's just a box canyon in the middle of nowhere...no way in or out.
Grif: uh huh...
Simmons: The only reason that we set up a red base here is because they have a blue base over there. And the only reason they have a blue base over there is because we have a red base over here.
Grif: Yeah, that's because we're fighting each other.
Simmons: No, no, but I mean, even if we were to pull out today and they were to come take our base they would have two bases in the middle of a box canyon. Whoop-dee-fucking-do.
I for one like that semi-rediculous nature of games. Two players are boiled down to their cores. It is sport at its purest. In a Starcraft match, your name doesn't matter. All those hours you've spent on the campaign don't matter in a match when your mining SCV train wanders through a canyon overlooked by Dragoons. Each player starts the same every time. Four peons. A town hall. Fifty minerals. Zero vespine gas. And the knowledge that your opponant starts with the same. After the game is over, nothing has changed. The winner gets nothing but a tick mark somewhere on the Battle.net servers, and maybe bragging rights. Aside from pride and dignety, nothing is taken from the loser.
And then there are the memories. Both players take a small bit of experience with them of the game. The loser is made aware of a strategy, and either learns to adapt it for his own use, or how to beat it next time. The winner may have noticed something he could do better next time, or some tip from his opponants strategy could be gleamed. Or maybe it was simply two comrades-in-arms enjoying a friendly skirmish. I've got a few memories that still bring a small smile to my face. Like the time I hid my last building in a random corner of map to avoid the enemy gang of roving Carriers. ("Our big... spaceship... gang." "Ar-ma-da?" "Yeah, that.") Or the time I finished my opponents last two buildings with the most overkill ever.
Game: Nuclear Launch Detected.
Game: Nuclear Launch Detected.
Him: I KNOW NUCLEAR LAUNCH WAS DETECTED!!!
(Silence as not one but two nuclear missiles, one per building, crash into his final installations.)
One of my favorite memories wasn't actually from a multiplayer game. It was a campaign mission: Johnny the Homocidal Ultralisk from New Gettysburg. Anyone who's ever played the mission tell me if this sounds remotely familiar. The mission has three goals: Protect a Zerg outpost, destroy the attacking Protoss forces beneath you, and don't let Kerrigan die. However, while you are protecting the Zerg, they are feeling no such thing about you, and see no reason to not attack you. Ingrates. Anyways, at one point in the mission, the Zerg rise up and swell past any defences you have set up. The first few times I played it, I noticed an even more shocking event taking place. One lone Ultralisk, who we shall call "Johnny, the Homocidal Ultralisk", was charging straight past any other units I had, and made a direct bee line to the lone chick in the ghost uniform. Bam. One solid swipe of the tusks, and that's it. Kerrigan lets out a high pitched scream/squeal, and the game alerts me that the game is over. I watched this happen at least three times before I caught on, and on the fouth time, I knew how to beat it. I went in and immediately built a dropship for Kerrigan. As soon as it was done, the USS Canadia set course for parts unknown, far from the intense violence, miles (I guess) above the looming Ultralisks, and out of my mind from then on. I was able to beat the mission on my own, without worrying about pissy dignitaries or whatever Kerrigan was.
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Then, Kerrigan dies (captured, really) to the Zerg anyway!!!! Talk about a downer.
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Anyway, I ended up with a small tick from that mission. I have a tendancy to favor using dropships from now on. I like them. I trust them. They're nice. Now you may all go ahead to plotting my eventual downfall by destroying my dropships... If you dare!
Sigh. That was a long rant half of you probably don't care about. Oh well. Anyone who wants to play, lemme know. You will be destroyed. Or not.
21.10.04
Here I Am Again
So anyway, it turns out that just after I posted my last entry, they showed Mean Girls on the college network. It wasn't too bad, actually, though I suppose I can now never watch it again. I won't be worse off. In other news, I believe Lindsey Lohan is 18. *Does his "yay, another celebrity is now old enough to turn me down legally" dance"* Aww, I made myself cry...
Also, someone needs to explain to me why 9/11 caused an economic downturn. As I recall, last time there was an attack on American soil by a foreign enemy, there was a 10 year depression, but, no, wait, that was the decade BEFORE Pearl Harbor got attacked. If memory serves, that attack brought our economy into a boom. Yeah, most wars have, in fact. So, then, why are we currently in a recession again, or just coming out of a small one, or what have you? Sigh. I'm serious, though. Anyone who can explain to me why the 9/11 attacks created a downturn, please do so. Thanks.
Oh yeah, and here's who I'm voting for come November:
I approve of their middle class values, coming from a middle class family themselves. I know their war record, I served with them through all three of the Mushroom Kingdom Wars in the Plumber Battalion, and the continuing Tours in Dinosaurland. I know they won't hesitate to use our armed forces when threatened, but at the same time they know the risks, and won't put our troops in unnecessary danger. They're the ideal candidates.
Vote Mario Mario / Luigi Mario in '04.
Also, someone needs to explain to me why 9/11 caused an economic downturn. As I recall, last time there was an attack on American soil by a foreign enemy, there was a 10 year depression, but, no, wait, that was the decade BEFORE Pearl Harbor got attacked. If memory serves, that attack brought our economy into a boom. Yeah, most wars have, in fact. So, then, why are we currently in a recession again, or just coming out of a small one, or what have you? Sigh. I'm serious, though. Anyone who can explain to me why the 9/11 attacks created a downturn, please do so. Thanks.
Oh yeah, and here's who I'm voting for come November:
I approve of their middle class values, coming from a middle class family themselves. I know their war record, I served with them through all three of the Mushroom Kingdom Wars in the Plumber Battalion, and the continuing Tours in Dinosaurland. I know they won't hesitate to use our armed forces when threatened, but at the same time they know the risks, and won't put our troops in unnecessary danger. They're the ideal candidates.
Vote Mario Mario / Luigi Mario in '04.
19.10.04
Villians
In English class today, the professor presented three topics for discussion: a plan for re-buffaloizing the mid-west plains, and something about expatrioted, two things I didn't know anything about, and then the third topic, a discussion on whether girls the "Plastics" from the movie Mean Girls, girls who are the rulers of the school and exist as a kind of elitist nobility among the students, really exist. I've never seen the movie, but I saw the commecials enough, combined with how most Hollywood movies work, to put forth a nice theory for the class. I said that the reason the girls are portrayed as such, as being some how in power while at the same time being universally hated or what have you, is simply an attempt by Hollywood to villianize the girls. I pointed out that if the movie had been done with them not being in power, and just bitches, then the hero, Lindsey Lohan's character, whoever, would lose all credibility and justification. "Those girls picked on me so I'm going to be mean back to them" isn't as persuasive an argument as "Those girls are tyrannical and evil incarnate and must be stopped."
Of course, we couldn't talk about this all period long. We had to actually learn. But the issue tugged at the back of my mind, and I decided to show them to you, since I must release my ideas somewhere, and I have no friends, it seems. Anyway, the whole thing stems back to the nessessity to villify characters in movies. The plastics are BLATANTLY evil, partially because its funny, and partially because audiences are stupid. They need things laid out for them in very obvious terms. The girls are evil because they're the bad guys, its just that simple.
I also realized that there were two kinds of bad guys, in general. The overlord and the minion. The mean girls are obviously overlords, the big bad guys, whatever. They're the characters who personify evil. They come from a long line of overloards. Darth Vader, the Iceland Team in the Mighty Ducks, Saddam Huissein, whoever. The minions are just that. Faceless pawns. They're interesting to me in how similar they are. Stormtroopers (who many people thought were robots when the first movie came out) and TIE Fighter Pilots all wear face-concealing helmets, where as their rebellion counterparts have their faces in full view. Remember the beginning of Star Wars IV: A New Hope, how they show the rebel soldiers lined up ready to defend the princess? They show a close up of a soldier who looks like he could be your grandfather, not so much that he's old, but that he has a loveable face. Right away you look at him and think: "This guy is a good guy, I like him."
Then he gets shot. WHAT THE FUCK! I LIKED THAT GUY!!! YOU BASTARDS KILLED HIM! I HATE THE EMPIRE!!! Yeah, that's how movies works. I noticed a similar thing in Top Gun. Tom Cruise and Val Kilmer barely wear oxygen masks, but their Russian (or whoever) bad guy enemies have their faces entirely concealed, and have tinted visors. They aren't human.
Gah, I hate when I get all rambly. Seems like a good reason to stop and lie down.
Of course, we couldn't talk about this all period long. We had to actually learn. But the issue tugged at the back of my mind, and I decided to show them to you, since I must release my ideas somewhere, and I have no friends, it seems. Anyway, the whole thing stems back to the nessessity to villify characters in movies. The plastics are BLATANTLY evil, partially because its funny, and partially because audiences are stupid. They need things laid out for them in very obvious terms. The girls are evil because they're the bad guys, its just that simple.
I also realized that there were two kinds of bad guys, in general. The overlord and the minion. The mean girls are obviously overlords, the big bad guys, whatever. They're the characters who personify evil. They come from a long line of overloards. Darth Vader, the Iceland Team in the Mighty Ducks, Saddam Huissein, whoever. The minions are just that. Faceless pawns. They're interesting to me in how similar they are. Stormtroopers (who many people thought were robots when the first movie came out) and TIE Fighter Pilots all wear face-concealing helmets, where as their rebellion counterparts have their faces in full view. Remember the beginning of Star Wars IV: A New Hope, how they show the rebel soldiers lined up ready to defend the princess? They show a close up of a soldier who looks like he could be your grandfather, not so much that he's old, but that he has a loveable face. Right away you look at him and think: "This guy is a good guy, I like him."
Then he gets shot. WHAT THE FUCK! I LIKED THAT GUY!!! YOU BASTARDS KILLED HIM! I HATE THE EMPIRE!!! Yeah, that's how movies works. I noticed a similar thing in Top Gun. Tom Cruise and Val Kilmer barely wear oxygen masks, but their Russian (or whoever) bad guy enemies have their faces entirely concealed, and have tinted visors. They aren't human.
Gah, I hate when I get all rambly. Seems like a good reason to stop and lie down.
18.10.04
Internet Has Returned
Well, I got the Internet back, as well as my perennial lazyness. A bunch of stuff has happened recently, but I haven't really been keeping track. Oh well. Lemme go over recent memory...
I'm not gonna be able to vote! Not on time, anyway. I forgot to update my voter address, so I'm gonna do an absentee vote in Lakeway, most likely after the election. Oh well. MY VOICE WILL BE HEARD. *Imagines someone in 1946 discussing a possible retaliation to Pearl Harbor.* Agh. I suck at analogys it seems. Anyway, next item.
My mom visited this past weekend. She brought doughnuts. Not much else there, except to note that I'm coming home some time soon. At the very least I'll be there the weekend of the 5th. November 5th. WAI~! I can't wait. I wanna go to Frys and Borders and all sortsa... Well, I guess thats it. I dunno. Anyway. I need to go about building a computer when I get there. I'll post more on that when I know more.
I also need to get that CCS boxset. The guy at the local anime shop says they're not out yet, but I KNOW I've seen it. He's got a varied selection, but none of the things I want. He doesn't have CCS, or a new title I've decided to try out, Azumanga Daioh, which seems pretty popular. It's a bunch of four panel comics about schoolgirls, and their comedic lights. The pictures I've seen of the characters are cute. In the chibi way, not cute sexy.I wanted to at least give it a try, possibly buy it.
Oi! I found a source for Chobits DVD #5. Whee! Anyway, thanks to Kathy and Stacy for giving me their copy. I owe you two.
Here's a final version of my wish list to finish things off. By the way, I'm PISSED that Kingdom Hearts:Chain of Memories isn't coming out till just AFTER Xmas.
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Alright, I suppose I should go. Sorry I've been gone for over a week, I'll try to post more often. So long.
I'm not gonna be able to vote! Not on time, anyway. I forgot to update my voter address, so I'm gonna do an absentee vote in Lakeway, most likely after the election. Oh well. MY VOICE WILL BE HEARD. *Imagines someone in 1946 discussing a possible retaliation to Pearl Harbor.* Agh. I suck at analogys it seems. Anyway, next item.
My mom visited this past weekend. She brought doughnuts. Not much else there, except to note that I'm coming home some time soon. At the very least I'll be there the weekend of the 5th. November 5th. WAI~! I can't wait. I wanna go to Frys and Borders and all sortsa... Well, I guess thats it. I dunno. Anyway. I need to go about building a computer when I get there. I'll post more on that when I know more.
I also need to get that CCS boxset. The guy at the local anime shop says they're not out yet, but I KNOW I've seen it. He's got a varied selection, but none of the things I want. He doesn't have CCS, or a new title I've decided to try out, Azumanga Daioh, which seems pretty popular. It's a bunch of four panel comics about schoolgirls, and their comedic lights. The pictures I've seen of the characters are cute. In the chibi way, not cute sexy.I wanted to at least give it a try, possibly buy it.
Oi! I found a source for Chobits DVD #5. Whee! Anyway, thanks to Kathy and Stacy for giving me their copy. I owe you two.
Here's a final version of my wish list to finish things off. By the way, I'm PISSED that Kingdom Hearts:Chain of Memories isn't coming out till just AFTER Xmas.
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Transformers
Mom has a list of transformers I need, except for the Toys’R’Us exclusive reissues. Here’s a list of the one’s I want:
Power Master Optimus Prime
Rodimus Prime
Dirge
Hoist
Tracks
Hound
Game Boy Advance games-
Pokemon Fire Red
Metroid Zero Mission
Final Fantasy I & II (Releases Nov 21st)
Mario Pinball
PlayStation 2 games-
Slim console unit
Disgaea: Hour of Darkness
Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas
Grand Theft Auto: Double Pack
DVDs-
Chobits # 2, 3, 4, 6, 7
Star Wars Collection
Invader Zim #2, 3
Aladdin Special Edition
Tech Equipment-
Longer battery, light-weight laptop (I’ve been eyeing the Compaq V2000 series)
Ipod, other portable mp3 device
Flatsceen Moniter
Wireless Keyboard / Mouse
Magic Cards-
Boosters / Booster boxes from the following sets:
Darksteel, Fifth Dawn, Champions of Kamigawa, Unhinged
Alright, I suppose I should go. Sorry I've been gone for over a week, I'll try to post more often. So long.
8.10.04
WHERES THE BANDWIDTH!?!?!
Those damn dirty Techs, they blew it all up. I got in from calculus, and was exstatic about getting a B++ on a test I didn't really prepare for. If I'd studied, if I'd done the stupid notecard thing, hell, if I'd just remembered that (d/dx)sin(x) = cos(x), which isn't the hardest thing on Earth to remember, I'd have gotten an A. As it was, and I don't know what B++ means, cuz I did the math and the grade was 255/300 = 85% = solid B, but whatever. I'll take all the ++'s I can get. Oh, and also, aside from doing better than I'd though I'd done, that test was the Midterm for Calculus. Not hard at all, if you ask me. So yeah. I was all happy.
Then I came home, and my room had no internet connection. "OH CRAP," though I. I went through and found out it wasn't cuzza my router, that thing was working fine. No, it was the fault of my good for nothing data port, and the fact that they weren't porting data. I called up the Tech support line. They said I got shut off because its against tech policy to allow wireless routers. Or any routers at all, for that matter. So yeah, that means the $100+ I've spend on routers has all been a waste. U_U. They should tell me this stuff sooner.
Seriously. I doubt anyone from TTU tech support or w/e is reading this, but if you are, for future reference, give me some warning and a reason as to why you're shutting me out. And give me a day to figure it out, and solve the issue on my own. Just randomly shutting me down is a huge problem. I thought for about two hours that the problem was on my end before I thought to call in. It wasn't fun. Also, the way you have it set up now, its currently YOUR fault I can't get online. I didn't do anything (that I knew not to do) to get me offline. Your actions were seemingly arbitrary, and now because of YOUR random actions, I can't get online for probably the whole weekend in my dorm room. I'm in the schol library now, btw, and probably will be all weekend, it seems. U_U
DAMN YOU TECH SUPPORT!!!
Then I came home, and my room had no internet connection. "OH CRAP," though I. I went through and found out it wasn't cuzza my router, that thing was working fine. No, it was the fault of my good for nothing data port, and the fact that they weren't porting data. I called up the Tech support line. They said I got shut off because its against tech policy to allow wireless routers. Or any routers at all, for that matter. So yeah, that means the $100+ I've spend on routers has all been a waste. U_U. They should tell me this stuff sooner.
Seriously. I doubt anyone from TTU tech support or w/e is reading this, but if you are, for future reference, give me some warning and a reason as to why you're shutting me out. And give me a day to figure it out, and solve the issue on my own. Just randomly shutting me down is a huge problem. I thought for about two hours that the problem was on my end before I thought to call in. It wasn't fun. Also, the way you have it set up now, its currently YOUR fault I can't get online. I didn't do anything (that I knew not to do) to get me offline. Your actions were seemingly arbitrary, and now because of YOUR random actions, I can't get online for probably the whole weekend in my dorm room. I'm in the schol library now, btw, and probably will be all weekend, it seems. U_U
DAMN YOU TECH SUPPORT!!!
3.10.04
Read This, And Be Amazed
FuzzyElf22: here's that joke
FuzzyElf22: The following is an actual question given on a University of Washington chemistry mid-term exam paper:
"Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat), or endothermic (absorbs heat)? Support your answer with a proof." Most of the students wrote proofs of their beliefs using Boyle's Law (gas cools off when it expands and heats up when it is compressed) or some variant thereof.
One student, however, wrote the following:
FuzzyElf22: First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So, we need to know the rate at which souls are moving into Hell and the rate at which they are leaving. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to Hell, it will not leave. Therefore, no souls are leaving. As for how many souls are entering Hell, let's look at the different religions that exist in the world today. Some of these religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell. Since, there are more than one of these religions, and since people do not belong to more than one religion, we can project that all people and all souls go to Hell.
FuzzyElf22: With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to increase exponentially. Now, we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell, because Boyle's Law states that in order for the temperature and pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand as souls are added.
This gives two possibilities
FuzzyElf22: If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase until all Hell breaks loose.
Of course, if Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in Hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop until Hell freezes over.
So which is it?
If we accept the postulate given to me by Ms. Krissy Jones during my Freshman year that "it will be a cold night in Hell before I sleep with you" and take into account the fact that I still have not succeeded in having sexual relations with her, then (2) cannot be true, and thus I am sure that Hell is exothermic.
This student got the only A.
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Thanks to Mike Hill for forwarding me the source.
FuzzyElf22: The following is an actual question given on a University of Washington chemistry mid-term exam paper:
"Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat), or endothermic (absorbs heat)? Support your answer with a proof." Most of the students wrote proofs of their beliefs using Boyle's Law (gas cools off when it expands and heats up when it is compressed) or some variant thereof.
One student, however, wrote the following:
FuzzyElf22: First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So, we need to know the rate at which souls are moving into Hell and the rate at which they are leaving. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to Hell, it will not leave. Therefore, no souls are leaving. As for how many souls are entering Hell, let's look at the different religions that exist in the world today. Some of these religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell. Since, there are more than one of these religions, and since people do not belong to more than one religion, we can project that all people and all souls go to Hell.
FuzzyElf22: With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to increase exponentially. Now, we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell, because Boyle's Law states that in order for the temperature and pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand as souls are added.
This gives two possibilities
FuzzyElf22: If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase until all Hell breaks loose.
Of course, if Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in Hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop until Hell freezes over.
So which is it?
If we accept the postulate given to me by Ms. Krissy Jones during my Freshman year that "it will be a cold night in Hell before I sleep with you" and take into account the fact that I still have not succeeded in having sexual relations with her, then (2) cannot be true, and thus I am sure that Hell is exothermic.
This student got the only A.
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Thanks to Mike Hill for forwarding me the source.
Yawn
Tired now, go sleepy. Tomorrow, rant about Terra in Teen Titans, as well as my dad's visit to Lubbock. For now, I sleepy.
1.10.04
Webcomics Of The World, Unite!
I present for your viewing pleasure, my new and improved bookmark list, full of all my webcomics, for easy access to me.
There you have it, in no particular order, the webcomics I check out at least once a week. The codes written next to them, if you hadn't figured it out, are the days of the week each one is supposed to update. They don't always, but they usually try.
And yes, I'm sure there are more out there that I'm forgetting. I thought of one just in between the time I made that screenshot and posted it to photobucket. However, if you can think of any that I might like (and I obviously have extremely varied tastes) feel free to pass it along.
That's all for today. Just a short one. Part of me wanted to do a song parody about last nights presidential debates based on "The Devil Went Down To Georgia", replacing Devil with Dubya, Georgia with Florida, and Johnny with, umm, Johnny. Anyway, I lack the skills to write a song of any sort, but if you have the inclination, I'd love to see it. My personal thoughts on the debate, as an aside, were that nothing really was accomplished. If you supported Bush before the debates, you supported him after it too, and the same goes for Kerry supporters. It seemed to me like "I'm right" "No, I'm right." Back and forth all night long, with very little actual debating going on, just reiteration of the same facts over and over again. Ah well. I zoned out for much of it.
There you have it, in no particular order, the webcomics I check out at least once a week. The codes written next to them, if you hadn't figured it out, are the days of the week each one is supposed to update. They don't always, but they usually try.
And yes, I'm sure there are more out there that I'm forgetting. I thought of one just in between the time I made that screenshot and posted it to photobucket. However, if you can think of any that I might like (and I obviously have extremely varied tastes) feel free to pass it along.
That's all for today. Just a short one. Part of me wanted to do a song parody about last nights presidential debates based on "The Devil Went Down To Georgia", replacing Devil with Dubya, Georgia with Florida, and Johnny with, umm, Johnny. Anyway, I lack the skills to write a song of any sort, but if you have the inclination, I'd love to see it. My personal thoughts on the debate, as an aside, were that nothing really was accomplished. If you supported Bush before the debates, you supported him after it too, and the same goes for Kerry supporters. It seemed to me like "I'm right" "No, I'm right." Back and forth all night long, with very little actual debating going on, just reiteration of the same facts over and over again. Ah well. I zoned out for much of it.
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