Isn't it Ironic? Wrote a semi-interesting paper theorizing about how people process ironic communication... that is, I thought the topic was interesting. The paper is... well, a page and a half of crap, basically. So yeah. This means I have no idea what my grade will be. When I write what I think is interesting, I get low grades. When I turn in papers that are crap, I get high grades. Go figure.
That's not ironic... that just a bunch of fucked up shit that happens to people. ~William (I think?)
Sickness, school, car, archives, and other ranodm stuff. Blah. Still sick. Sitting in my office at school, freezing, wearing a shirt, a sweater that is like, 11 sizes to big for me, and eating Chicken & Stars soup. And I'm fixin to take more Tussin.
But at least I'm at school today, which is better than yesterday. And I'll be in school tomorrow, and at work, barring any weird relapse thingy.
My neck hurts. Like, it hurts to hold my head erect while moving. Or in a car. Or on the train. Or sitting in class. Didn't dawn on me until I was in the car this morning that it was probably whiplash. blah.
My archives are no longer broken. just in case you wondered.
And I have absolutely no concentration left to work on stuff today... So I'm basically killing time in between seminars. Which is, you know, great.
Down with the sickness... Oh yes. I am down with the sickness. And the NyQuil. And the Tussin. It is awesome (and by awesome, I mean it really sucks, and I missed work, class, and karate tonday).
But in other news, yay for toher people's insurance companies renting me a car for the next... week or so. My car isn't dead or anything... but it's missing a couple of pieces. And it totally wasn't my fault. But they might total out my car anyway. Which would be the suck, since I can't afford to buy a new one right now. (Long and short, I was rearended this morning... after the sickness, but before the NyQuil and Tussin).
And I should so never blog while on drugs. I blame Em.
I'm in love with my mobility... But I'm not in love with my car. *sigh*. My car is old and busted, and long past the point of repairing it... so I'm stuck with an oil leack until I can buy another (January, methinks). So if you hear of a cheap car for sale... point me in that direction. The requirementas are as follows:
It has to be low maintanece. Not like me :-)
It probably should be low mileage. See #1.
It has to have a driver-accessible cup holder that will easily hold a 24 oz bottle. Two cupholders is a bonus.
It has to have a cigarette lighter port that isn't blocked by the ashtray, so I can actually use the damn thing.
It has to be a manual. I'm serious. No automatics.
If it happened to be sleek and sexy, or cute, or would make me look hot, that would be an added bonus
Yeah. In other news, I rode the Metro rail for the first time evar today. Yay for public transportation! (Not that it goes to my house.... but I had a ride into downtown, and the rail stops right next to Rice). This may become a much more regular occurence. Which is awesome. Somehow, carpooling and then riding the Metro makes me fell like a "city girl". Which is funny, as I've never really been a city girl.
PS... 10 cool points (would have used blog points, but those were taken) to whoever can name the song that my last three post titles (excluding the RenFest one) came from. I predict David will be the only one to guess it... but I know that at least one more person out there has access to a copy of this song. :-)
I was hellbent on agony back then... been listening to old mp3s. brings back old memories... both good and bad. Mostly from Freshman year, but some before and after that.
I did some crazy stupid stuff back then. Fun, mostly, but crazy and stupid. And... well... not always fun, come to think of it. lol. Like the time Mike ran into a tree, and got a concussion, and we had to take him to the Oktibbeha Coutny ER (for those of you who have never been there... this is like, the smallest "trauma" center ever. Ask me about it sometime)... And Hil freaked out...
Or the time that Hil, Louis, Grey, Joe and I all went out to Dorman Lake for a Mudslide Party (the drink... not the wet dirt)... and Joe was busy hating Louis for hitting on Hil, and Hil was busy being oblivous, and Grey was disgusted with the whole situation... and then we ran out of ice cream, so Grey and I drove like, 45 minutes round trip to the nearest store, and by the time we got back everyone else was drunk, so we all ended up just going home.
Yeah. Lots of random crap. Some of which I had forgotten... Interesting, I suppose, if nothing else.
Random note to self... typing on a Z-board is annoying. Remember to switch out keysets before blogging.
Awesome weekend This has been an awesome weekend. And it's only Sunday morning.
We went to RenFest yesterday, with Em and Alex... had a blast. And although I may be forever warped by some of the things I saw there (Chainmail bikinis should be a privledge, not a right!)... I am probably going back next weekend with Krys and Manda.
I bought a corset. Which I will wear next weekend. And might wear to the Evanescence concert, too. We'll see. Hopefully, I'll get some pictures next weekend (too busy goofing off to take pictures this weekend).
Meanwhile, I have to go and clean and go shopping and stuff so that I can dye my hair tomorrow, and so that the house will be at least marginally acceptable by the time company comes on Friday (or around then).
My regrets become distractions when I cannot do them justice So I dug up my old laptop hard drive tonight, in search of a couple of mp3s. Yeah, my hard drive from like, years ago. Talk about a blast from the past... Found some funny, funny stuff though, including:
About 6.5 gig of mp3s of my favorite songs from my u-grad years... and I still know all the words :-)
The start of a short story based on a character that I developed from Chad's D&D players handbook back when I was still avoiding playing D&D like the plague.
Mathematical proof that Chad is evil.
A meme type list of random facts about me at the time.
Chat logs from forever ago. Funny funny stuff. Including a conversation I had with "John Glenn". Ha. Bet you didn't remember that, did you? Well... it is saved for all posterity. On my hard drive.
Pictures of people (Willer Lite, Sbbn, Mikie (pre marriage and children).... among others).
Proof that Chad is evil (I can't help it....)
**** THE PROOF THAT Chad Hammons IS EVIL ****
C H A D H A M M O N S 67 72 65 68 72 65 77 77 79 78 83 - as ASCII values 4 9 2 5 9 2 5 5 7 6 2 - digits added \_____/ \_____/ \_____/ \_____/ \_________/ 4 7 2 1 6 - digits added
Thus, "Chad Hammons" is 47216.
Turn the number backwards, and add 38 - the symbol of slavery. The number is now 61312.
Subtract 5181 from the number - this is the year first commercial cheese factory was established, written backwards. It gives 56131.
Subtract 1964, the year Beatles with "Can't buy me love" topped the charts in a very mysterious way. The result will be 54167.
Subtract 1927, the year Fidel Castro was born. The result will be 52240.
Turn the number backwards, subtract 1904 - the year Oppenheimer, the man who created the atomic bomb, was born. The number is now 2321.
This, when read backwards, gives 1232. This is 666 in octal, the number of the Beast...
Newsish type stuff. It is good to have friends who, you know, live in the same town as you. Just in case you wondered.
So yeah. Life is... life, I guess. Plodding along through school... got an awesome project for my First year project... now I just have to survive my classes. I honestly don't know how people work and go to school at the same time... it's killing me.
But weekends have been awesome lately, since we've been hanging out with people who 1) have the same interests as we do, 2) like to watch movies and play board games, and 3) are strangly very much like me and Chad.
It's kind of odd though... I'm trying to think of the last time I had a friend who wasn't a guy that I could call up any time and hang out or whatever... and I'm thinking that it was pretty close to freshman or sophmore year... yeah, probably when Elisa and I were still close friends (before we, you know, roomed together for waaaay to long).
Anyway. Just a short deviation from the 6 point entry. Maybe I'll post a 6-pointer later today, just so you don't think I'm breaking stride or somehting. :-)
Domain Change So lydaalexander.com is officially up. And by officially up, I mean that my blog is on it, but not hte rest of the site, since I backed it up ages ago and have no idea what hard drive that backup is on (not this one). I'll find it, it just may take time. Also, pictures are still hosted remotely, but that's a problem for another day.
This is my brain..... in part, at least.
