Saturday, October 11, 2008

Pushing it, Again.

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Twilight Princess is a fun game. Makes you think, on more ways than one, including philosophically.

In other news, skateboarding and toy tops collide in an epic mode of transportation.

Friday, October 10, 2008

Sensory Overload.

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Are high school football games supposed to be fun?

I can't figure it out. Me, being in the boonies where I am, am expectant of this.

But every part about it was just...too much.

The cheerleaders, while pretty, weren't very interesting, having a ban imposed on them (I believe) to stop them from doing gymnastics. The football game itself was hard to see, and the band was right next to us.

Like, vibrations-meant-for-the-drums-are-really-going-through-you-you-pathetic-sack-of-flesh.

Alternatively: Cow manure, hot nachos, and rednecks. The works.

Even further in depth: http://www.cnn.com/2008/POLITICS/10/10/palin.investigation/index.html

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Interviews and Funny Things Vitrual Tour Guides Do

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No, the topics are not related this evening. I had my Georgetown U interview today, and I'm pretty sure it went well. I'm not expecting to get in, by any means, but it would be incredible if I did.

From a gaming topic of discussion, I've been playign Descent 3 a lot recently.

A whole lot.

I still have to use the Guide-Bot though, a little friend you begin every mission with. He is a moving volumetric buddy in Descent II, but in Descent 3, things are radically different. He's tangible.

The fun part? Send him out, he's all polite, but then when you call him back, he bumps into you.

He's cute, in a manly way.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Origin One.

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Well, everything went smoothly today.

Maybe a little bit too smoothly. Nothing was said on it, nobody hinted at it, and I heard literally nothing about yesterday.

She was a hell of a lot happier and nicer to me today though.

I want out. Now. College girls are, 9/10th's law (see Dropped Packets), exceptionally better than at any other stage of life.



Oh wait...spoilers.

Not that it's been 354 days since release, or anything.

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Origin Zero.

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So, remember that girl I had talked about earlier, the one I liked from drama, not the intellectual, (and not the girlfriend, who I spoke to just this evening in a miraculous turn events to clear the air and exchange e-mail addresses)?

I asked her to homecoming today. She happened to say yes.

And then no.

At the dinner table this evening, my parents and I happened to be discussing my new homecoming situation, when, text of all texts, she happens to write me with:

"Hey Idk if u were serious earlier but (friends) and i are going out that night cus none of us enjoy homecoming...so i kinda already have plans..."

Tell. Me. In. Person.

Seriously. Grow a spine and do it. Texting is no way to say no, that's just being a jerk. If you have a doubt about it, say no. If you're convinced otherwise by someone, go with your gut, and not theirs. Even a call would have worked.

Then, I decide to write back, nice, recently heartbroken guy that I am, and say, in the nicest possible way, "Shut the fuck up now, tomorrow there'll be hell to pay!"

But I'm a good guy, so I really write:

"Oh...well okay. See you tomorrow then."

...Well, everything's fine and dandy now. Fine and dan-dee.

She writes back just before the end of dinner saying:

"Ok cya.Sorry again if u were srious but in all sincerity if im single for prom im hitting u up lol"

Wonderful. Love you too, honey. "If I'm single". What the hell is this? Some sort of teaser? A joke? I'm on the back-burner?

And to think I liked her. The more I write, the more it disgusts me. I know I'm not the brightest of the bunch, maybe kind of awkward, a little geeky, maybe, but I've been told that I'm a really awesome guy.

Was it all a sham? A lie? For that long? Hell, even for years now?

I'm paranoid, maybe, but I've got a soft spot, socially. Perhaps that compliment was a lie. Perhaps I'm not that awesome. Perhaps that sarcasm wasn't really sarcasm.

Perhaps, just perhaps, it's all a lie. But perhaps it isn't.

But at six o' two tomorrow morning, when that alarm clock rings, I'm going to wake up, and I'll still be here. Intact. I'll still be loved and hated, thought of and forgotten, a hero or a villain.

I'll still be here, like it or not.

And that, my friends, is not a lie.



Title based off of Descent 3, secret level 1, Origin Zero.

Monday, October 6, 2008

The Collapse.

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Well, Wall Street doesn't seem to be doing to well. It did the exact same thing now as in the 80's and 20's. This is going to be huge. European markets are collapsing, with German banks starting to fall left and right. Even the Nikkei index is feeling it hard. I fear for my post-college situation, or even my in-college situation. This is not going to be a fun ride down.

It'll be a smoother ride up or perhaps even a sideways ride with Barack Obama.

Sunday, October 5, 2008

Five Sixths

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Almost there. I am almost done with my applications! I have just Georgetown University to do, with the interview coming up this week.

..And that's about it. Not much happening here.



Obama. '08.