I swear to you, the previous post had something in it when I posted it Friday afternoon. It was anti-Bush, so the government must've censored it. Oh well.

Kingdom Hearts is getting sold back. I am sick and tired of the goddamn camera behaving incredibly badly. I've given it enough chances to not suck. :-p

Did a lot today... 3 1/2 hours at the library, grocery shopping, watched The Last Samurai and cried like a baby. Good stuff. Nothing to do tomorrow, which is nice.

Nope.  No.  Not.  Done with.  Over.  Goodbye.  See ya.

Looking back, there wasn't much nice about him, or us. 

zoom zoom

OK, someone tell me why it's such a pain in the ass to uninstall Outlook Express? *grumble*

I’m desperate at my desk if I could just get the rest,
Of this shit off my chest, again, stuck in this slum,
Cant think of nothing, fuck I’m stumped,
But wait here comes something,
Nope, it’s not good enough, scribble it out, new pad,
Crinkle it up and throw that shit out,
I’m fizzling now thought I had figured it out...
"Run, Rabbit, Run" Eminem


This is what it feels like right now, trying to write some stuff.  It sucks ass.  It took me 20 minutes to compose an email to someone.

More adventures in home security systems.

I call ADT to cancel my account with them, since I've found a local place that is $20 cheaper a month.  The first person transfers me to a second one, who starts reading off of her cue card.

"Our accounting system is down, and won't be back up until next week."

NEXT WEEK?!?  Excuse fucking me?!?  What the fuck kind of system is down for a WEEK?!?!?

I get a fax number.  I am SO out of there...

 I need to clean up some of the virtual clutter in my life.  I need to ask Jeremy if he's ever going to wrestle again.  I need to kill the Corner of Insanity, since I don't have a need to work on it.  I need to talk to Janice about the Tribute page, since we haven't worked on it since the end of last year.  I need to just delete Dem's page, since he hasn't talked to me about it in month.  I need to get rid of what's not necessary, because I don't need the nagging guilt in the back of my head.

I've read the first bit of the 9/11 Comission's report.  Despite what my boss said ("Completely partison", he snarled), so far it's been nothing but a very damning recitation of facts.  Nearly everyone got caught with their pants around their ankles, and the amount of wrong information that floated around the FAA is appalling.  More as I have time to print out and read more, it's 585 pages.

HOLY SHIT, it's Dark Phoenix!

"Bourne Supremacy" ROCKS. Excellent movie. Go see it. Makes sure it kills "Catwoman" dead this weekend. ;-)

So far this morning I have taken a shower, done the grocery shopping, changed the cat pans, and helped Mom weed out my garden. It's one of those days when I have a ton of energy and no appetite. I figure I'll call in a pizza when the places all open at noon.

Added my pitifully small list of DVDs to the links on the left.  Just for fun.

NETFLIX HAS THE CHRIS BENOIT DVDS!!!!

*adds them to the queue*

I'll move them up when they are actually released next week.

I think I forgot to mention I beat FF VII over the weekend.  I absolutely love the open-ended ending. 

This morning, I popped in FF VIII and was like, "Ah..." Old friends, re-met.  Poor Quistis, irrational Seifer, moody Squall.  People I fought with and for and against, when I had this on my PC.

You have to care about these characters.  The story leaves you no other choice.  That's what seems to set the Final Fantasy franchise out above the others.

And it's the problem I'm having with Kingdom Hearts... I just don't care enough about Sora to want to help him find his friends.  I play it sometimes for an hour or so, just to see who I see next (so far: Wakka, Tidus (altho I didn't recognize him), Selphie, Squall, Yuffie, and Aeris), but that's about it.  Also, the fighting controls are TEH SHITS, and the camera is TEH MASSIVE SHITS.  Incredibly frustrating.

I am Jennifer Sigman, class of 1999, and I killed Rupert Gaddy.
 
Then he turned around and killed me.
 
We did this as often as he could get away from some of his other duties and join myself, Dr. Cockrell, and Todd on our private little Quake server.  He said it was great for stress relief.
 
Rupert certainly wasn't like most of the rest of the professors at Newberry College.  He chain smoked, two or more packs a day.  He cussed.  He never bothered to try to keep his stringy grey hair neat.  He married a woman (a former student!) nearly 30 years his junior and had a son 20 years younger than his other children.
 
But he was a great teacher.  I wanted to be in his speech class so bad, I cooked up the colitis excuse so I could drop out of the speech class I had been slated for and took his over the summer instead.  He got great things out of the students when he directed plays.
 
Newberry just won't be the same without him.
 
And, by the way, Rupert, I'm still winning the frag-fest.  Send me your IP address when I get up there, and we'll go another round.  Or two.  Or three...
 
 
My memorial for Professor Rupert Gaddy, who died Saturday.  Raise hell, dude.

Adventures on home security...

I get a bill from ADT for a service call last week. "Hell no, I already paid for this, I'm not paying twice!" says I. So I call them. Beep through their phone system until I get a person on the line. "Ignore the charge, the technician must not have filed it yet." says she.

Then I ask, "So when does my contract expire?"

"Let me check... July 18th, 2004."

(looks at the calender) "You mean yesterday?"

"Yes, July 18th."

"So I'm not under contract now?"

"No, now you're month to month."

"So when were you planning on telling me?"

After some hemming and hawing, she finally says, "We don't tell you when you go month to month."

o_O

Needless to say, tomorrow I will be talking to my boss about the local folks he and his wife use at their home.

Oh, Gods, now CNN.com has a poll asking if you think IRAN had any involvement in the 9/11 attacks.
 
So, what's the over/under on invasion?

New pictures, down toward the bottom of the link.  The three kitties for now. :-)

You speak eloquently and have seemingly read every
book ever published. You are a fountain of
endless (sometimes useless) knowledge, and
never fail to impress at a party.What people love: You can answer almost any
question people ask, and have thus been
nicknamed Jeeves.What people hate: You constantly correct their
grammar and insult their paperbacks.

What Kind of Elitist Are You?
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OK, WYSIWYG my ass. My typed post did not have all those damn extra space in between the lines. And it makes FireFox lock up. Off to find the complaint box...

Hmmm... interesting new stuff here on Blogger. Not sure if I like it all or not. We'll see.



Been busy today...



1) Bagged 4 bags of yard trash while Mom mowed

2) Took Mom out to IHOP

3) Went to Goodwill, dropped off clothes that no longer fit (goodbye, size 4) and bought ones that did (hello, size 6)

4) Came back home

5) Did 2 loads of laundry

6) FINALLY BRED A DAMN GOLD CHOCOBO in FF VII

7) Am now leveling up Cloud & Co. to 70ish before heading to Sephiroth and the One Winged Angel showdown.



I've also been downloaded a ton of cool new music, reading (Drizzt is
my new obsession), and generally enjoying myself. Go figure. ;-)

I am killing trees for a lawyer.

His secretary calls, can't open something on a CD for a deposition that's today. She calls about 4pm yesterday. It's an Access database, and not everyone has Access installed. No problem, I think, I can handle that.

6 CDs later, full of Access tables that have reports that don't work, we've probably printed off 3 or 4 reams of paper.

Happy birthday, Sean Waltman. It's all your fault I got back into wrestling in 1993. I hope you're taking better care of yourself then when you last got a story on the Internet.

They want to delay the election to ward off terrorist attacks.

Bull. Fucking. Shit.

After using FireFox for a week, I'm in love. And that's just with plain FireFox, no extensions or themes or plug-ins. IE can kiss my ass. ;-)

I need a new keyboard... this one has cat hair all in it.

4 flights of stairs, twice daily, up and down.

2 flights of stairs extra most days, for getting to and from lunch.

I look at my legs, and I wonder when I got so damn self-conscious about them. I used to wear shorts, tight shorts, short shorts that would be forbidden in school. Now it takes an effort to see past the dark body hair and multiple scars to see the beautiful muscles and strong bones.

What happened, I wonder.

John Kerry has picked John Edwards as his running mate.

Smart man. He might actually win the election despite himself.

Well, here I am, keeping up my geek credibility by using FireFox 0.9.1. So far, so good. Favorites have imported OK. If I keep liking this, I may see how Thunderbird does with my email. ;-)

3 (or is it 4, I'm not sure) shots later, and I realize I have not publically worshipped Nobuo Uematsu in a while, so...

*bows in his general direction*

I should be watching my Deep Space 9 disc, especially since the next one is already in the mail to me.

I could be in FF VII, catching chocobo's and dumping Tifa off in Mideel.

Instead I am in front of the computer, with a bowl of Mayfield's Moose Tracks ice cream (I pity you who don't have Mayfields ice cream in your freezers) and a more empty than not bottle of Jim Beam Kentucky Straight Burbon Whiskey.

Should be fun. :-p

I have read the most awesome fantasy series in quote some time. The Old Kingdom trilogy, by Garth Nix comes highly, highly recommended by me. I can only hope he'll write more in this series soon.

You belong in House Gentian. You're intrigued by
dreams and mystical phenomena, you seek what is
pure. Your motto is "Truth and
vision."


Where in the Night Court do you belong?
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20 Questions to being a better person (both taken from Jeannie's blog, who got it from Tam, the Goddess of these things)

Your score as a human being is 77.3.


Middle of the road, eh? Does that mean you're yellow? Yellow as a salamander frying on blacktop? Yellow as a urinal cake? Yellow as a delicious marshmallow Peep? Mmmm. Peep. Sometimes I think if it weren't for Just Born candy, I would just expel my life force and expire. Hot Tamales. Mike and Ikes.

But I digress.

Nicely done. You are robustly average, and I approve of it.

20 Questions to a better personality
You are an SECF--Sober Emotional Constructive Follower. This makes you a hippie. You are passionate about your causes and steadfast in your commitments. Once you've made up your mind, no one can convince you otherwise. Your politics are left-leaning, and your lifestyle choices decidedly temperate and chaste.

You do tremendous work when focused, but usually you operate somewhat distracted. You blow hot and cold, and while you normally endeavor on the side of goodness and truth, you have a massive mean streak which is not to be taken lightly. You don't get mad, you get even.

Please don't get even with this web site.

Whoa, that last one is pretty dead on

I'm jealous of Dawn and Tam. They're writing. I have ideas and scenes rattling in my head that scurry away like rats when I try to put them down. I hate that.

Between the weather and the non-existant workload, my brain is turning to mush.