24 April 2005

Hoorah!!

"You walk up to her, ask her to dance, she says, 'hey baby, I just might take a chance.'"--Weezer

I don't think anyone should work 8 hours on a Saturday. But, I don't go to school and I need some greenbacks. Come to think of it, I do believe that I will not have many sleep in days. The latest I've rolled (and I do mean roll) out of bed has been at 8:00am. Eh...The only thing I know is that this summer is going to be crazy. New roommates and new people in the complex.

Last night I had a good chat with a roommate who just barely moved out. Man, things were put into perspective. Fall and winter were crazy times and whatnot. But the thing is, all is well. Good times were had and good times will be had. May you all take care of yourselves and have joyous times indeed.

19 April 2005

final final done and what have you

"You like me because I am a scoundrel. There aren't enough scoundrels in your life."--Han Solo, Empire Strikes Back

And I'll probably end up saying the above quote to some girl and all will be happy. Anyway, I just got done with finals for the semester and now I am done for the summer. I feel all kinds of great right now. It's been kind of a crazy past few days. I'm glad I don't have to sleep through another class taught by the professor with a creepy comb-over. My tests today weren't nearly as bad or as long as I thought they would be. Als o the fact I really didn't care much about studying this time around a whole lot. I tried to have as much fun as possible. This might become my worst semester but at least I am a happy camper.

Just a few notes. I did end up using the word "hullabaloo" in my history final. And for my geography final I had to look up a country and tell where it was by number. On the map all the countries were numbered so I had to put the number down next to what country I was looking for. Considering that I didn't know where Tanzania was, I decided it better not to leave it blank and just put down the number corresponding to Canada. Then off to the side I wrote the following, "That oughtta knock your socks off." I certainly hope that will make a few of the T.A.s laugh. Gotta stir up some conversion and make their day better while they're grading papers and tests.

Sold back books. I faired well this time around. And with that I gave in and bought myself a movie. Private Eyes to be exact. One of my favorites. And to finish off I just have to say, "FEED IT A CHICKEN!!!"

15 April 2005

He looks familiar

"A Jose Canseco bat? Tell me... you didn't pay money for this."--Rafael, TMNT

Just the other day I made a Wal-mart trip. Good times indeed. I went mostly to get some IBC's for Brett's bachelor party. However, I stopped by the the movie section which you know, just to see what was around. And then on the stand I saw Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, The Original Movie. I then proceeded to say "I hate myself," and grabbed the movie and bought it. That trip was something else. Well, last night I put TMNT in and wow, good movie. So cheesy and funny. The don't make movies like they used to.

Also, while watching it, I saw one of the thug characters and I thought, hey, he looks a lot like the guy who plays Guy Fleegman in Galaxy Quest. So I checked it out on the internet movie database because I would have been bothered a lot unless I knew who played what. And it turns out that it was the very same Sam Rockwell who does both roles. That made me so happy. It's amazing what nine years can do to a person. Now I just see the connection and think, that's so rad.

Other thoughts about this. Cory Feldman did the voice for Donatello (remember Mouth in Goonies). Warwick Davis (you might remember him as Willow) played Wicket in Return of the Jedi and was in all the other Ewok movies. It has surprised what people have played. Yesterday was a good day. In the words of Donatello: "It's too derivative." You all are great!!

11 April 2005

Ninth Circle?

"In the garage, I feel safe, No one cares about my ways,
In the garage where I belong, No one hears me sing this song"
--Weezer

So, these past few days, I just pretty much wanted to give up on everything. I was insanely busy with school, work and all the basic duties of my life. Most of yesterday I spent on one of our cheap apartment chairs in front Dr. Jones' CPU pounding out my history paper. Generally he's the one typing away at one in the morning while I'm in bed grumbling away [I don't talk in my sleep, I grumble...I was once described by Bucket that my grumbling sounds like I'm either eating something really yummy or making out with some hot girl in my dreams, I don't know, I'm not awake and apparently I enjoy it so, there you go]. This time it was reversed. I was typing away and Dr. Jones was sleeping. I wouldn't have been typing so long if there hadn't a been crash of the CPU and me re-doing a page.

I was an angry man.

I was a tired man.

I just wanted everything to be done with.

However, got everything saved and I went to bed. This morning went to work and rediscovered how much I dislike my job and how much my supervisor gives me the willies. My sinuses were somewhat hurting and feeling out of whack, probably because I three cans of heathen juice yesterday. Couldn't print off my paper on campus because they didn't have the software I used to type my paper. Which meant I was walking all over the place wanting to destroy lots of stuff and screaming "I want to die!!" But in due time, it was turned in and I spent some time writing my thoughts of the past few days in the Moleskine and worrying about my math test I needed to take. I got a decent score.

I was finally able to relax for most of the evening for the first time in about a week. That won't last long now that I have finals this week and next. But I was able to watch 24. Such a good episode. Now time to head off to bed and grumble away. Ahh.....("grumble, grumble, grumble.....)

09 April 2005

How much is that glowstick in the window?

"What good is a reward is you ain't around to use it?"--Han Solo, A New Hope

I bought doughnuts this morning, watched some cartoons of the 1980's type which had some stuff that would be illegal in today's cartooning standards/laws/agreements/addendums/pinky promises and whatever else have you. Tried convincing people to try some bloonies. That didn't work. I cleaned my drawers [what the context?]. Fought off Vick the Slick, RoboCrook, Super Rat, Eartha Brute, Patty Larson and Robert DeNiro with a glowstick on a barbecue grill in the northern hemisphere of Mars. I only won because because of my skills in working in minimal gravitational areas.

Also, we made a sauna out of our bathroom because it's small and the only temperature from the shower is called, "Scalding like unto nobody's beeswax!!" It is no longer under our control because Dr. Jones' sold it to a couple of guys from Luxembourg. Ah, what one will do for an eye-patch and some pop-rocks. And to finish off the night, Rivers Cuomo gave me a high-five.

08 April 2005

It's been 3am for a week straight now

"And rice cakes, rice cakes, rice cakes, Nose Ring Girl I love you!!!!"--Nerf Herder

This is the basic sum up of things during these past few days, which I might say, have been quite spacified. Let me tell you that ice cream at 2am is rad. Finally fell asleep an hour later and woke up 4 minutes before I had to be at work (an hour and a half after my first class started [class at 9:30, work at 11:00]) and Dr. Jones drove me up in Gertrude which is the vehicle that has been in the family since 1992 or something like that. I continued to space out the rest of the day. At least I got about the recommended 8 hours of sleep.

Other happenstances of the week: The date with the comedy girls? Well, I got free pizza and that was about the best of it. No wait, the best of it was the actual how we got the dates by emailing the entire troupe. This also happened to be the night which I and about everyone else stayed up until at least 3am. Ehh....I need to hang out with sleepy-time. A lot.

Then today I was just in a bizarre mood. I found a lot of stuff really funny. Especially when Jammin' started talking about shredded wheat and the fact that it had fiber. Also when Brett saw the quail and got all excited. Wow. And the Carls Jr. did my heart and tummy a lot of goodness.

Did the whole Wal-Mart trip today. Got my roll of film done and developed. There's some pretty crazy stuff there. Much like, me with banana cream pie in the face, me with Ms. Heath on a date where there were actual fireworks (namely a bottle rocket shot off by some random people in a suburban while we were dancing in the library parking lot) and the finals pictures where we have individual pictures of people with a burnt out light bulb above one's head.

Forecast: tomorrow, buy donoughts and watch cartoons like Rainbow Brite, Fraggle Rock and many other good stuff that was made when I was a wee lad about 15 years ago and possibly some. Plus, those California Raisins were something else. Yeah....

04 April 2005

BEST MONDAY EVER!!

"Keep making your mouth music beautiful. I'm reading you like a cheap paper-back."--Die Fledermaus

Besides waking up late and fearing the next week and a half, my day was still made. I just got recruited to help my roommate propose to his girlfriend. Of course I will have as much fun as possible. This of course includes me wearing a leopard skin outfit which happens to be a creation of my mom at the request of my very dear brother. Oh much fun will be had.

On another note, thanks to Jammin', I got a date for Wednesday. This consists of Jammin' to write a couple of girls in a comedy troupe via their troupe email. I was convinced of the idea and it's now a go-ahead. I'm all over this plan. And that doughnut was mighty tasty.

03 April 2005

I have to keep my ears warm

"Can't do plaid!"--The Caped Chameleon, The Tick

A little about myself, ahem: I gots thick hair. Fro-type action kind of stuff. And I generally go through phases (or long periods of time) without a haircut, so....that means that the mop upon my noggin is almost always doing something a bit off the deep end after it gets past a certaing length [somewhere between one or two inches of length]. The cycle is essentially thus: hair grows out some time, and then I take a pair of hair clippers put on the #1 length [1/8 in. I do believe] and shave away. Every now and again there is variance but not often.

Almost always there are many a person out there and I receive several comments about the hair [especially when length is rather great]. About two/three weeks ago, I gave my head a good shaving. It was much needed. So, with that, a couple of days ago a friend passed by in which he commented that my hair was growing out again. To which I replied, "Fancy that, so is yours!" Amazing concept. Hair grows out? Who would have thought? We had a funny conversation.

Now, as ye hair increases in length there have been certain peoples around that have been more obsessed about my hair than myself. Which should never happen. You worry about your hair and I'll worry about mine. This sometimes gets bothersome. Ex: one character would often ask me how my hair was doing. And everytime I was tempted to reply the following, "You know, my hair and I haven't been on very good terms lately and I haven't talked to it in awhile. Why don't you ask it yourself." Yeah, so I'm really okay with short hair. Very much less bothersome. I hear less the from different people wanting me to never cut my hair or to cut it as soon as possible. Frankly, I'll do what I want with it. The only thing I suggest right now is Suave. And I would like to thank Dr. Jones' mom who has told me on a couple of occasions that I exude personality.

Sincerely,

Taft Esq.