They were informing me of a successful character transfer. It was an interesting email to have received, because I haven't played WoW in over a year.
Concerned about whether or not this might reflect on my bank statement, I attempted to log on to worldofwarcraft.com. Indeed, I was unable to log in, so I reset my password by answering my security question, and changed my default email address. And then I looked at my payment summary: Somebody purchased a month, on May 28th. I looked, then, to the subscription plans, which were indeed set to a monthly basis. The good news is that the month was not purchased on my plastic.
Still, mildly concerned about this character transfer business, I called Blizzard support. They told me that my account was hacked. And that there's nothing they can do over the phone about the character transfer.
But...
They did say that I should check my computer for viruses and keyloggers and trojans.
So I did check my Mac for those things...
And found none of those things.
Then, curious to see what else my hacker might have done, I decided to download WoW back on to my computer. The initial download promised to be 6.5 GB. I come back to my computer a little while later, to find that the 11 GB of free space I had left it with... Were all gone. I cleared off my hard drive, and redownloaded. Then I successfully had version 3.0.1. Then the downloader came up. And then the updater came up. And the download/update dance repeated, nine times, until finally, I was able to click "Play" on the launcher.
So I did.
And I signed in.
And was prompted to update, three more times.
But when finally granted the go-ahead to log in and run the actual game, it appeared that it was all for naught.
You see, on the very first installer screen, some eight hours ago, I chose Wrath of the Lich King. Thinking that installing that would let me play my basic account, since they all contain the same data anyway. Apparently... I was wrong. I installed the wrong kind of 15 gigabytes. You know how it takes up that much space? They never optimize their code. Their patches are installed next to one another. Never overwriting the precious base code of the other patches.
You would think, that with all of Blizzard's money and vast nebulous brainsize hive mind knowledge of making the most incredibly immersive video game experiences known to all of mankind, nay, all of Creation, that they would know how to make a unified installer. I was told that my account information was wrong. Back to the website to enter in the same account information. Which was proven on the website to be right.
So now I sit, downloading the right kind of 15 gigabytes. With luck, I'll wake up tomorrow and update three more times before finding out what my hacker had done.
In the meantime, I find it necessary to ask: if WoW were a standalone OS, would Microsoft finally look efficient?
Friday, May 29
Thursday, May 28
Saturday, May 16
Kos of frustration.
(assuming the embedded video doesn't show up on Facebook, the link to the video is here)
It should be noted that of the 30 seconds in the ad, the dog is shown for two. It should also be noted that Obama's platform was almost entirely founded on the idea of cutting government spending. Finally, and most important, Obama cut a mere $100,000,000 of spending out of the expected $1,400,000,000,000 deficit as of April 24th.
Case in point: the media should spend less time focusing on a two-second clip of a dog and more on the other $1,399,900,000,000.
Tuesday, May 12
Last night
I know it's basically becoming a motif of my blog to write about dreams I've had, but this one was a little more interesting than others of late.
What happened? I cried. I cried unlike I had ever cried before. I cried into my mom's shirt, about everything. Everything that's been happening for so long. About the heartbreak, about the isolation, about the feelings of futility and uselessness. Absolutely anything that has weighed on my mind in the last three years, poured out in saline.
I woke up in the middle of this dream. I expected there to be moisture on my face: streams, rivers, something. But there wasn't. There was no indication I'd cried at all in the middle of the night. In fact, when I woke up, I didn't even want to cry at all. I felt... nothing.
Not nothing, I guess. I don't know what I feel. It feels like there's a coolness in the back of my head. Like when you feel like you're about to crack up laughing, only I don't feel like laughing at all.
What happened? I cried. I cried unlike I had ever cried before. I cried into my mom's shirt, about everything. Everything that's been happening for so long. About the heartbreak, about the isolation, about the feelings of futility and uselessness. Absolutely anything that has weighed on my mind in the last three years, poured out in saline.
I woke up in the middle of this dream. I expected there to be moisture on my face: streams, rivers, something. But there wasn't. There was no indication I'd cried at all in the middle of the night. In fact, when I woke up, I didn't even want to cry at all. I felt... nothing.
Not nothing, I guess. I don't know what I feel. It feels like there's a coolness in the back of my head. Like when you feel like you're about to crack up laughing, only I don't feel like laughing at all.
Wednesday, April 29
Movies on my iTunes Rental list
Boldfaced means I have not seen the movie...
12 Angry Men
2001 A Space Odyssey
All Dogs Go To Heaven
American Teen
An American Carol
Army of Darkness
Ben Hur
Blade Runner (Final Cut)
Boys Don't Cry
Capote
Cat on a Hot Tin Roof
Color Me Kubrick
Double Take
Dr. Strangelove
Dragonheart
Everything is Illuminated
Expelled (No Intelligence Allowed)
Fern Gully
Fools Rush In
Goodnight and Good Luck
Hard Candy
Hearts In Atlantis
Hotel Rwanda
Idiocracy
Joe Somebody
K-PAX
Little Miss Sunshine
October Sky
Pleasantville
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead
Saved!
Shattered Glass
Suddenly, Last Summer
The Crucible
The Fox and the Hound
The Great Gatsby
The Importance of Being Earnest
The Iron Giant
The Pelican Brief
Tommy Boy
Twilight Zone
Wakko's Wish
12 Angry Men
2001 A Space Odyssey
All Dogs Go To Heaven
American Teen
An American Carol
Army of Darkness
Ben Hur
Blade Runner (Final Cut)
Boys Don't Cry
Capote
Cat on a Hot Tin Roof
Color Me Kubrick
Double Take
Dr. Strangelove
Dragonheart
Everything is Illuminated
Expelled (No Intelligence Allowed)
Fern Gully
Fools Rush In
Goodnight and Good Luck
Hard Candy
Hearts In Atlantis
Hotel Rwanda
Idiocracy
Joe Somebody
K-PAX
Little Miss Sunshine
October Sky
Pleasantville
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead
Saved!
Shattered Glass
Suddenly, Last Summer
The Crucible
The Fox and the Hound
The Great Gatsby
The Importance of Being Earnest
The Iron Giant
The Pelican Brief
Tommy Boy
Twilight Zone
Wakko's Wish
Monday, April 27
Random thoughts for the day
10:25: Right. Let's just get through today, then wake up and get through tomorrow. Then Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday, in that order.
10:28 That was funny. Why do I always make those quips?
10:33 I need more oatmeal squares. Juice would be good, too.
10:35 I think I'll write all of these down. Oh, I also need to do laundry.
10:38 Grocery shopping an acceptable way to spend the morning? Why not?
10:39 Blue playlist. Yay, melancholy.
10:43 I should clear out my Yahoo list. I know all the lyrics to "Hallelujah."
10:46 A firetruck just drove by. There must be something serious going down, there was also a cop car in the Village lot.
10:53 I sing "My Sundown" too often or the lyrics to be true anymore when I say "I'm gonna be so much more than they."
10:57 I kept him on my list. What's that saying? Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same. Funny... He was the one to tell me that. Alright... Bye, TJ.
11:02 Is there really nobody here like me? Who just wants a place to rest his head?
11:03 Right. Groceries.
11:11 I wish that he DOESN'T talk to me today.
11:14 Moderate downpour, not good for groceries.
11:33 I haven't ended a year on a high note since junior year of high school.
12:07 Hanging out with friends brings out this strange, post-sadness laughing. About just ridiculous things.
12:20 There's that sickness in my stomach. I should get moving.
12:41 Still in my friends' room. I should go now though.
12:44 Bad rain today. It smells like a lake now.
12:53 I keep using Omegle as if it's ever fulfilling. I keep doing a lot of things as if they're fulfilling...
12:56 I can't cry. Why not?
I should move again
12:59 I'm reminded of when I asked for a video game after my sister got back from New Mexico.
1:02 I really should go to a counselor.
1:06 I could write a short story.
1:13 My wallet always feels unnaturally thin.
1:16 I still need to do laundry and go shopping.
1:20 Just experienced my first city curb splash. It felt appropriate.
1:22 Maybe I should consider grad school in NYC
1:33 Got a weird look from two people in class as I sat down.
1:39 I can't remember what it was like when facebook was social.
1:40 God, I've only been here seven minutes.
1:49 What do I do about this other than just wait for it to go away?
1:49 I'd try my yellow list, but... I just don't feel ready for that yet.
1:54 I just want to lay down on a couch that isn't mine.
2:02 Damn.
2:12 A friend: "What are you doing? Are you still wandering?" Me: "Basically."
2:21 Found a couch. This will be a very unproductive time.
6:06 I ended up hanging out with friends for the past three and a half hours, but now that I'm back in my room... I feel just as down as before.
6:39 Yeah. I'm way down.
10:28 That was funny. Why do I always make those quips?
10:33 I need more oatmeal squares. Juice would be good, too.
10:35 I think I'll write all of these down. Oh, I also need to do laundry.
10:38 Grocery shopping an acceptable way to spend the morning? Why not?
10:39 Blue playlist. Yay, melancholy.
10:43 I should clear out my Yahoo list. I know all the lyrics to "Hallelujah."
10:46 A firetruck just drove by. There must be something serious going down, there was also a cop car in the Village lot.
10:53 I sing "My Sundown" too often or the lyrics to be true anymore when I say "I'm gonna be so much more than they."
10:57 I kept him on my list. What's that saying? Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same. Funny... He was the one to tell me that. Alright... Bye, TJ.
11:02 Is there really nobody here like me? Who just wants a place to rest his head?
11:03 Right. Groceries.
11:11 I wish that he DOESN'T talk to me today.
11:14 Moderate downpour, not good for groceries.
11:33 I haven't ended a year on a high note since junior year of high school.
12:07 Hanging out with friends brings out this strange, post-sadness laughing. About just ridiculous things.
12:20 There's that sickness in my stomach. I should get moving.
12:41 Still in my friends' room. I should go now though.
12:44 Bad rain today. It smells like a lake now.
12:53 I keep using Omegle as if it's ever fulfilling. I keep doing a lot of things as if they're fulfilling...
12:56 I can't cry. Why not?
I should move again
12:59 I'm reminded of when I asked for a video game after my sister got back from New Mexico.
1:02 I really should go to a counselor.
1:06 I could write a short story.
1:13 My wallet always feels unnaturally thin.
1:16 I still need to do laundry and go shopping.
1:20 Just experienced my first city curb splash. It felt appropriate.
1:22 Maybe I should consider grad school in NYC
1:33 Got a weird look from two people in class as I sat down.
1:39 I can't remember what it was like when facebook was social.
1:40 God, I've only been here seven minutes.
1:49 What do I do about this other than just wait for it to go away?
1:49 I'd try my yellow list, but... I just don't feel ready for that yet.
1:54 I just want to lay down on a couch that isn't mine.
2:02 Damn.
2:12 A friend: "What are you doing? Are you still wandering?" Me: "Basically."
2:21 Found a couch. This will be a very unproductive time.
6:06 I ended up hanging out with friends for the past three and a half hours, but now that I'm back in my room... I feel just as down as before.
6:39 Yeah. I'm way down.
Saturday, April 25
My afternoon...
I walked all that blue line. It was a rather interesting journey, involving myself getting soaked halfway through and then dried again after the rain stopped. I also gave a homeless guy the one penny I had in my wallet (I'm not joking, I had a single penny and no other cash), I walked through a two-block commercial area and discovered a couple of interesting cafés there, and I stopped at an Arby's on the highway and got lunch (I didn't say I didn't have a debit card).
The one thing I can say with any definite conviction is that you really see the world differently at three miles an hour than you do at thirty.
Friday, April 24
Meiner Tag
Hallo, Blog. Mein Tag beginnt mit mich früh wachen. Ich habe so-lala
diesen Tagen geschlafen, aber ich kann nicht warum sagen. Ich kann
nicht so viel auch essen. Vielleicht bin ich krank? Ich weiß nicht.
diesen Tagen geschlafen, aber ich kann nicht warum sagen. Ich kann
nicht so viel auch essen. Vielleicht bin ich krank? Ich weiß nicht.
Ich habe nach Literaturklass gegangen. Wir sind das Buch ,,Fun Home"
lesen. Es ist sehr gut! Aber es ist bisschen düster, und ich
befürchte, dass meine Familie ist zu ähnlich die Familie in dem
Buch. Ich fühle mich, dass das Buch kann über mein Leben sein, und
was das sagt für meine Bindungen mit meine Familie... Es ist traurig.
Nach Literatur, hättet ich nur 30 Minuten zu essen. Ich habe einen
Burrito gegessen, weil es kocht sehr schnell und ist sehr lecker.
Dann habe ich meines Praktikum für Geologie. Das ist so langweilig!
Aber dieses war das letzte Prakrikum für der ganze Jahr. Deswegen war
ich sehr sehr glücklich.
Habe ich seit 4.30 mein Freund Adrian für Kaffee angetroffen. Wir
haben an viele Dingen gesprochen, und es hat mich gefreuen. Wir
spazieren nach Walgreens, und haben Anteile für eine Grillparty
gekauft.
Die Grillparty war die lezte Versammlung für QSA. Wir alle haben
Hotdogs gegessen, und es war eine gute Ende zu dem Tag.
Meine Tagen sind auf spät kleine sporadisch, aber wenn ich an der Gut
denke, habe ich sehr besser Zeit.
From the desk of Omegle
Stranger: HELLO
You: Hi there.
Stranger: how yoy doin?
You: I'm doing good.
Stranger: IM ALSO GREAT
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
You: A little flummoxed.
Stranger: hmm, im american and im not quite sure what that means, haha
You: Confused.
Stranger: oh okay
Stranger: what are you confused about?
You: This whole website.
Stranger: haha, yeah it is quite a trip
Stranger: get used to a buncha 'hi's, and a/s/l' followed by a disconnect
You: Definitely.
You: It's like an expedited Craigslist, only you can't select the city.
Stranger: precisely
Stranger: its odd, depending on the type of day theres different types of people. sometimes its always finnish people
Stranger: other times its china
You: Hmm...
Stranger: time*
You: I talked with a few Chinese guys the first time I got on here.
Stranger: splendid
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
Stranger: ಠ_ಠ
Stranger: asl
You: 21, Male, Nebraska.
Stranger: nice
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
Stranger: what are you up to tonight?
You: Eating breakfast.
Stranger: morning there? where are you from?
You: Nebraska.
You: When I said breakfast, I meant breakfast foods.
Stranger: gotcha
Stranger: i'm eating pizza
Stranger: unfortunatrly
You: Pizza's unfortunate?
You: When did this happen?
You: I'ma smack a bitch for not telling me.
You: ∑:3
You: ^kitty
Stranger: how old are you?
Stranger: MMMMmmmmbop
You: Ahh, Hansen.
You: We were all so pure then.
Stranger: i heard they all died
Stranger: good riddance
You: That's a shame.
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
Stranger: ARGHHH ME MATEY
You: PIRATES!
You: I just wrote a blog about you guys.
Stranger: ARE YE MAN ENOUGH TO BOARD ME SHIP?!
You: Will I get to man the boom?
Stranger: DID YE? I HOPE ALL GOOD WORDS?
You: http://publicjournalno1.blogspot.com/2009/04/intriguing-note-that-laws-against.html
Stranger: I SHALL GIVE IT A LOOK SEE
Stranger: IF IT'S NOT UP TO ME STANDARD, ILL THROW YOU TO THE SHARKS
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
Stranger: Helllllooooo
You: Heya.
Stranger: From?
You: Nebraska.
Stranger: Where's that xD
You: http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&source=s_q&hl=en&geocode=&q=Nebraska&sll=40.823871,-96.699707&sspn=0.009288,0.012853&ie=UTF8&ll=41.508577,-99.84375&spn=73.349617,105.292969&z=3&iwloc=A
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: I need to find Charlotte!
You: She went that way.
Stranger: thanks.. great help (y) :)
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
Stranger: balls
You: Dr. Horrible.
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
Stranger: I like brazil
You: I like cake.
Stranger: i don't
You: You're missing out.
Stranger: damn.
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
Stranger: wait, this is blatently a con, can u do 2+2?
Stranger: or is it just sending auto messages
You: I'm totally aware that two and two make four.
You: Give me something tougher.
You: Like, exponents.
You: Parentheses.
You: Or don't.
You: I don't wanna do maths right now.
Stranger: :P
Stranger: good good
Stranger: how has ur day been?
You: Pretty mellow.
You: I did a good amount of reading.
You: And walking around.
Stranger: fag
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
Stranger: asl ?
You: What is it with people calling you a fag when you say you walked around and read today?
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: hello there my lovely
You: Hiya.
You: Snookums.
Stranger: you rock my socks
You: Thank you.
You: I am pretty awesome.
Stranger: your indeedy welcome
Stranger: yes, my dear, you are
Stranger: So sweetcheeks, are you married ? :O
Stranger: i know that i love you, doesnt that count?
You: Not even in a relationship.
Stranger: awww, well, you are now ;)
Stranger: ily xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
You: You weren't in love with me, you were in love with the idea of me.
Stranger: whens the ceremony?
You: Tuesday
Stranger: i love you, i never wanna lose you babyy
You: Babby?
Stranger: you sex basket
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
You: Hi there.
Stranger: how yoy doin?
You: I'm doing good.
Stranger: IM ALSO GREAT
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
You: A little flummoxed.
Stranger: hmm, im american and im not quite sure what that means, haha
You: Confused.
Stranger: oh okay
Stranger: what are you confused about?
You: This whole website.
Stranger: haha, yeah it is quite a trip
Stranger: get used to a buncha 'hi's, and a/s/l' followed by a disconnect
You: Definitely.
You: It's like an expedited Craigslist, only you can't select the city.
Stranger: precisely
Stranger: its odd, depending on the type of day theres different types of people. sometimes its always finnish people
Stranger: other times its china
You: Hmm...
Stranger: time*
You: I talked with a few Chinese guys the first time I got on here.
Stranger: splendid
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
Stranger: ಠ_ಠ
Stranger: asl
You: 21, Male, Nebraska.
Stranger: nice
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
Stranger: what are you up to tonight?
You: Eating breakfast.
Stranger: morning there? where are you from?
You: Nebraska.
You: When I said breakfast, I meant breakfast foods.
Stranger: gotcha
Stranger: i'm eating pizza
Stranger: unfortunatrly
You: Pizza's unfortunate?
You: When did this happen?
You: I'ma smack a bitch for not telling me.
You: ∑:3
You: ^kitty
Stranger: how old are you?
Stranger: MMMMmmmmbop
You: Ahh, Hansen.
You: We were all so pure then.
Stranger: i heard they all died
Stranger: good riddance
You: That's a shame.
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
Stranger: ARGHHH ME MATEY
You: PIRATES!
You: I just wrote a blog about you guys.
Stranger: ARE YE MAN ENOUGH TO BOARD ME SHIP?!
You: Will I get to man the boom?
Stranger: DID YE? I HOPE ALL GOOD WORDS?
You: http://publicjournalno1.blogspot.com/2009/04/intriguing-note-that-laws-against.html
Stranger: I SHALL GIVE IT A LOOK SEE
Stranger: IF IT'S NOT UP TO ME STANDARD, ILL THROW YOU TO THE SHARKS
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
Stranger: Helllllooooo
You: Heya.
Stranger: From?
You: Nebraska.
Stranger: Where's that xD
You: http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&source=s_q&hl=en&geocode=&q=Nebraska&sll=40.823871,-96.699707&sspn=0.009288,0.012853&ie=UTF8&ll=41.508577,-99.84375&spn=73.349617,105.292969&z=3&iwloc=A
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: I need to find Charlotte!
You: She went that way.
Stranger: thanks.. great help (y) :)
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
Stranger: balls
You: Dr. Horrible.
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
Stranger: I like brazil
You: I like cake.
Stranger: i don't
You: You're missing out.
Stranger: damn.
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
Stranger: wait, this is blatently a con, can u do 2+2?
Stranger: or is it just sending auto messages
You: I'm totally aware that two and two make four.
You: Give me something tougher.
You: Like, exponents.
You: Parentheses.
You: Or don't.
You: I don't wanna do maths right now.
Stranger: :P
Stranger: good good
Stranger: how has ur day been?
You: Pretty mellow.
You: I did a good amount of reading.
You: And walking around.
Stranger: fag
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
Stranger: asl ?
You: What is it with people calling you a fag when you say you walked around and read today?
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: hello there my lovely
You: Hiya.
You: Snookums.
Stranger: you rock my socks
You: Thank you.
You: I am pretty awesome.
Stranger: your indeedy welcome
Stranger: yes, my dear, you are
Stranger: So sweetcheeks, are you married ? :O
Stranger: i know that i love you, doesnt that count?
You: Not even in a relationship.
Stranger: awww, well, you are now ;)
Stranger: ily xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
You: You weren't in love with me, you were in love with the idea of me.
Stranger: whens the ceremony?
You: Tuesday
Stranger: i love you, i never wanna lose you babyy
You: Babby?
Stranger: you sex basket
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
Tuesday, April 21
Oh! Piracy. Why can't we seem to keep it together?
Intriguing note that laws against piracy are being drudged up this long after we thought it was just a hobby. I wonder how a fight would go down between Wali-i-Musi and some of the guys from Pirate Bay. I get the feeling the Somalian would win, but I've heard tales about Richard Stallman...
Sunday, April 5
The coolest thing I've done in my life
I remembered this when I was writing my most recent poem... back in elementary school, there was a guy – we'll call him... Spencer Lamb – and Spencer came into my fourth-grade class in the middle of the year.
From the time I met him, Spencer was a complete jagoff. He took every opportunity to insult me, and was always perfectly careful not to say anything within earshot of authority. He didn't even have a reason to be such a jerk. He just decided he needed to insult somebody and that it was going to be me.
Spencer tried to be a class clown. He was fond of slapstick and physical humor. Like Tom Green, only ... well, Tom Green wasn't funny, so like Tom Green. At our middle school, there were full-size lockers. Spencer thought it would be funny to squeeze himself into one. Why, I don't know. But he was in the locker, and I was there to witness his self-stuffing.
Without even thinking, I walked up to the locker, closed the door... and walked off to class. It was four years' worth of revenge coming to manifest itself in one motion of my arm.
And it was badass.
From the time I met him, Spencer was a complete jagoff. He took every opportunity to insult me, and was always perfectly careful not to say anything within earshot of authority. He didn't even have a reason to be such a jerk. He just decided he needed to insult somebody and that it was going to be me.
Spencer tried to be a class clown. He was fond of slapstick and physical humor. Like Tom Green, only ... well, Tom Green wasn't funny, so like Tom Green. At our middle school, there were full-size lockers. Spencer thought it would be funny to squeeze himself into one. Why, I don't know. But he was in the locker, and I was there to witness his self-stuffing.
Without even thinking, I walked up to the locker, closed the door... and walked off to class. It was four years' worth of revenge coming to manifest itself in one motion of my arm.
And it was badass.
Thursday, April 2
Middle school
The first day of lab,
I sit in the front.
I say to myself it's so that I'm so much closer to the door,
But when the rest of the reluctants file in,
They all take the seats farther back,
And everyone's allocated to two-person tables,
But I sit alone at the front of the class.
Shrunk in my seat,
Reluctant to speak,
Hoping the teacher doesn't
Do anything to single me out.
Hey, let's get to know some personal facts .
Hey, let's start up front. "I caught a Snorlax."
OH GOD, did I just blurt out Pokémon?
And yes, my voice cracked
Llike a beaker
On the linoleum tile.
My impression shrinks further,
As eyes dutifully turn.
I give my attention to everyone cooler than me.
And that’s when I see him,
The one across the room.
Laid back and collected,
He glances at me.
His eyes spark like flint
And set my Bunsen burning.
OH GOD, don't let anyone see the flame.
Somebody will laugh
Someone always laughs.
I don’t need to be ousted
Any more than I am.
Just focus on my homework,
No need to make a spectacle
Don’t think about the pressure
He exerts within my... brain.
But I saw it, didn’t I?
The way his lips were curled,
Almost an invitation,
Why aren’t we closer?
When did these things complicate themselves?
When did the chemical reactions in my own body betray me?
I should know by now
How everyone sees me:
Most likely to succeed
If he's not stuffed in a locker and forgotten first.
The teachers say I'm interesting,
The students use another word.
red-shift and blue-shift, I guess.
The science teacher's done with her pet project
And now we've got nothing to do but
Talk until time's up,
Wait for the bell to
Usher us to our next reluctant filing.
I take quick glances at him,
Still on the other end of the room,
Between exchanges with other nerds
About Final Fantasy VII.
This is where I belong.
This posse of poindexters.
Shell myself, say I’m introverted,
Say school is my devotion
When really, I’m just afraid
To mix these chemicals,
To stir something up,
To cause a reaction.
That reminds me, the science fair is only nine months away.
I sit in the front.
I say to myself it's so that I'm so much closer to the door,
But when the rest of the reluctants file in,
They all take the seats farther back,
And everyone's allocated to two-person tables,
But I sit alone at the front of the class.
Shrunk in my seat,
Reluctant to speak,
Hoping the teacher doesn't
Do anything to single me out.
Hey, let's get to know some personal facts .
Hey, let's start up front. "I caught a Snorlax."
OH GOD, did I just blurt out Pokémon?
And yes, my voice cracked
Llike a beaker
On the linoleum tile.
My impression shrinks further,
As eyes dutifully turn.
I give my attention to everyone cooler than me.
And that’s when I see him,
The one across the room.
Laid back and collected,
He glances at me.
His eyes spark like flint
And set my Bunsen burning.
OH GOD, don't let anyone see the flame.
Somebody will laugh
Someone always laughs.
I don’t need to be ousted
Any more than I am.
Just focus on my homework,
No need to make a spectacle
Don’t think about the pressure
He exerts within my... brain.
But I saw it, didn’t I?
The way his lips were curled,
Almost an invitation,
Why aren’t we closer?
When did these things complicate themselves?
When did the chemical reactions in my own body betray me?
I should know by now
How everyone sees me:
Most likely to succeed
If he's not stuffed in a locker and forgotten first.
The teachers say I'm interesting,
The students use another word.
red-shift and blue-shift, I guess.
The science teacher's done with her pet project
And now we've got nothing to do but
Talk until time's up,
Wait for the bell to
Usher us to our next reluctant filing.
I take quick glances at him,
Still on the other end of the room,
Between exchanges with other nerds
About Final Fantasy VII.
This is where I belong.
This posse of poindexters.
Shell myself, say I’m introverted,
Say school is my devotion
When really, I’m just afraid
To mix these chemicals,
To stir something up,
To cause a reaction.
That reminds me, the science fair is only nine months away.
Sunday, March 29
Great endeavor, or STUPIDEST endeavor?
I am recording, by hand, streaming music files from the Super Smash Bros. Brawl soundtrack. There are 300-some songs, but the good news is that some of them are just sound bytes. I'm undertaking this because there are a number of really enjoyable songs on the soundtrack. UNFORTUNATELY, there are also a number of brain-tossingly bad songs (I'm looking at you, entire song list for Kid Icarus). Why suffer through all of the drudge? continuity. It drives me insane when I don't have all of the sorting information I regularly use to keep songs in order. This includes the horrible track numbers. Once I've got all of the tagging information, I'll dump all of the crap songs (I'm looking at you, entire song list for Kid Icarus).
In the meantime, I've got another 137 songs to go ._.
Tuesday, February 24
Uncharted Safari
I found it before anybody but Apple Hot News had an announcement: Safari 4. It looks like Apple was really impressed with the feature set found in Google Chrome (as well as a bit of the interface). That said, they still made the decision to include some proprietary technology, like letting you browse your history with Cover Flow.
I'm about to take this compass out for a spin. The only concern I have is whether or not it will still accept the SIMBL framework I optionally installed.
I'm about to take this compass out for a spin. The only concern I have is whether or not it will still accept the SIMBL framework I optionally installed.
Wednesday, February 4
The nerdiest poem I've ever written
Chemistry taught me about bonds.
In a world where a labcoat and a microscope
Were more home to me than the letterjacket and the megamall,
I learned about incomplete electron clouds
And atoms looking for E's
So that the workings of their world
Could be a little more balanced,
And the way they do that is by sharing
By bonding.
I learned about bonds in chemistry.
Chemistry taught me about compounds.
While others were making plans for making out
I was making formulae for making molecules.
Within all kinds of things exist all kinds of smaller things
That make it in the universe by
Sticking together.
Water flows like love,
Two elements joined at the hip,
Hydrogen and oxygen
Dancing through the atmosphere
To the music and majesty of metaphysics,
Becoming something better as one
Than they ever could have been separate.
I learned about compounds in chemistry.
Chemistry taught me about pure elements.
When others were declaiming sin
I was discovering simple combinations
Of atom and atom,
Homo-nucleic. We breathe it every day.
The stuff is golden,
It's solid as a diamond and smooth as graphite.
These bonds are just as strong as their compound brethren.
Sure, they occur less often in nature,
But they're just as important,
Beautiful just the way God made them.
I learned about the sterling silver pure elements in chemistry.
Chemistry taught me about covalence.
While friends were lamenting their love being one-way,
I was discovering how molecules can say,
“We’re cool with just sharing the things that we’ve got,” -
I should put a rhyme here, to thicken the plot -
“And this doesn’t have to be some power struggle,
Cause we’ve got each other. We can just snuggle.”
I’m fully aware they can’t speak like us, stupid.
I personified them to make the metaphor lucid.
And now that you’ve gotten your meter and rhyme,
I learned about covalence in chemistry.
And maybe I missed the amazing moments,
The true telling times of teen trepidation,
But if somebody gave me the magic button
And said, “Here kid,
The banker is offering you that time back.
All you’ve gotta do is give up who you became today.”
I’d think about how we sometimes get shaped
By the deals that we make,
But sometimes, some rare times,
We grow better from the deals that we break,
Sharpening ourselves to the point
We can cut through the common conceptions
Contaminating perceptions,
Letting life lose its luster
So people can barely muster
The strength just to see what’s in front of them
And never think about what’s going on beyond.
Yeah, maybe I missed those moments,
But I’ve got a lab coat and a love for lyricism.
And some day, my atoms will excite to the site
Of that one wandering mass of molecules,
And we won’t even need to wonder if it’s chemistry.
We’ll just be balanced.
Wednesday, January 28
Disjointed sentences
I can't believe I still wake up in the morning.
I have a pain in my left side, and no idea what it is even after going to the doctor.
I'm just writing every complete thought that comes into my mind, so don't worry if I don't connect these together.
Every day I hope for something amazing to happen with the quiet understanding that nothing ever does.
I can count on one hand the most dates I've ever been on with somebody, and I didn't even like the guy.
If I had one wish, it would be that I never met that guy. I'm wholly convinced that's where my life hit its most crucial snag.
I don't read Post Secret because I envy the people who can reveal themselves artistically like that.
I envy a lot of people, mostly people in relationships.
I have been wronged by a lot of different people. I made plans to get even on a few occasions, but never did.
When I tried playing as an evil character in Fallout 3, I physically sickened myself.
I just want somebody to listen.
When I'm in my advertising classes, I hear all of this talk about brand loyalty. It makes me feel weird because I can't think of any brands I always buy over others.
I know a lot of peoples' secrets, but I could never bring myself to tell them.
I feel like an outsider. A lot.
People have made out right next to me on couches, and others have had sex in the same hotel room as me when they thought I was asleep.
I cried for no less than an hour one night while I was home this weekend, and I don't think my parents knew at all.
I pick up on things. I don't know if they're things that other people miss or not.
I see far more in my head than I do in the real world. They're always either dramatic or ridiculous scenarios. When they're dramatic, I hope they happen so that I can do something people will remember. When they're ridiculous, I hope they happen so that others do something I'll remember.
I blocked out the majority of my childhood.
I feel lonely a lot. Even when I'm surrounded by friends, I'm still alone.
When people say they thought about me, I don't believe them.
I really play video games because they let me feel important.
Twice in my life, I have felt like everything was the way it was supposed to be. The second time was when I was in Greg's arms. I can't remember the first.
I struggle with the idea that God has my best interest at heart sometimes.
I can't think of a single person whom I would say understands me.
When I die, the Konami code could be written on my gravestone for the significant role it played in my life.
Earlier in life, I wished my parents would have gotten a divorce. At this point in my life, I couldn't tell you which one I would have hoped to live with.
Nobody did anything to deserve reading this.
Nobody on the Internet believes me when I say I'm single.
There's a strong possibility I'll be lonely for the rest of my life.
I have a pain in my left side, and no idea what it is even after going to the doctor.
I'm just writing every complete thought that comes into my mind, so don't worry if I don't connect these together.
Every day I hope for something amazing to happen with the quiet understanding that nothing ever does.
I can count on one hand the most dates I've ever been on with somebody, and I didn't even like the guy.
If I had one wish, it would be that I never met that guy. I'm wholly convinced that's where my life hit its most crucial snag.
I don't read Post Secret because I envy the people who can reveal themselves artistically like that.
I envy a lot of people, mostly people in relationships.
I have been wronged by a lot of different people. I made plans to get even on a few occasions, but never did.
When I tried playing as an evil character in Fallout 3, I physically sickened myself.
I just want somebody to listen.
When I'm in my advertising classes, I hear all of this talk about brand loyalty. It makes me feel weird because I can't think of any brands I always buy over others.
I know a lot of peoples' secrets, but I could never bring myself to tell them.
I feel like an outsider. A lot.
People have made out right next to me on couches, and others have had sex in the same hotel room as me when they thought I was asleep.
I cried for no less than an hour one night while I was home this weekend, and I don't think my parents knew at all.
I pick up on things. I don't know if they're things that other people miss or not.
I see far more in my head than I do in the real world. They're always either dramatic or ridiculous scenarios. When they're dramatic, I hope they happen so that I can do something people will remember. When they're ridiculous, I hope they happen so that others do something I'll remember.
I blocked out the majority of my childhood.
I feel lonely a lot. Even when I'm surrounded by friends, I'm still alone.
When people say they thought about me, I don't believe them.
I really play video games because they let me feel important.
Twice in my life, I have felt like everything was the way it was supposed to be. The second time was when I was in Greg's arms. I can't remember the first.
I struggle with the idea that God has my best interest at heart sometimes.
I can't think of a single person whom I would say understands me.
When I die, the Konami code could be written on my gravestone for the significant role it played in my life.
Earlier in life, I wished my parents would have gotten a divorce. At this point in my life, I couldn't tell you which one I would have hoped to live with.
Nobody did anything to deserve reading this.
Nobody on the Internet believes me when I say I'm single.
There's a strong possibility I'll be lonely for the rest of my life.
Monday, January 19
Safari's first inconvenience on my life...
http://brian.mastenbrook.net/display/27
Now, out of the fear of getting hijacked from who-knows-who on who-knows-what website, I've screwed with some defaults and my RSS feeds are being handled by the far-inferior Mail app. I knew my first complaint would come, but I didn't think it'd be this bad.
Now, out of the fear of getting hijacked from who-knows-who on who-knows-what website, I've screwed with some defaults and my RSS feeds are being handled by the far-inferior Mail app. I knew my first complaint would come, but I didn't think it'd be this bad.
Wednesday, January 7
Sunday, January 4
These are the anthems, throw one of your hands up.
Alrighty, so I'm borrowing this idea from my friend Justin Shilhanek, who stole this idea from his buddy Brian Hernandez. The gist of it is that if you're somebody who represents themselves with music, you give us a list of fifteen songs that have been strongly impactful for you this year. Like Justin before me, I'm opting to give a clip of the particular lyrics that resonate with me.
It's rather difficult to parse this list down to just fifteen, but here they are in the order they come on my iTunes, here it goes...
1. Chem 6A by Switchfoot
Nothing but a chemical in my head, it's nothing but laziness, 'cause I don't wanna read the book. I'll watch the movie, 'cause it's not me. I'm just like everybody else my age.
2. Topeka by Ludo
I found God in a catalytic converter in Topeka on a Monday night. Every saint has a past, every sinner has a future, so you know what keeps me hanging around. No, you can't keep a good man down.
3. When I Grow Up by Garbage
Trying hard to fit among you, floating out to wonderland. Unprotected, God, I'm pregnant. Damn the consequences.
4. Waiting for My Real Life to Begin by Colin Hay
When I woke today, suddenly nothing happened. But in my dreams, I slew the dragon. And down this beaten path, up this cobbled lane. I'm walking in my own footsteps, once again.
5. Dizzy by Jimmy Eat World
You said you'd never have regrets. Jesus! Is there someone yet who got that wish? Did you get yours, babe?
6. 23 by Jimmy Eat World
You'll sit alone forever if you wait for the right time. What are you hoping for? I'm here, I'm now, I'm ready, holding on tight. Don't give away the end, one thing that stays mine.
7. Someday We'll Know by Mandy Moore and Jon Foreman
Whatever happened to Amelia Earheart? Who holds the stars up in the sky? Is true love just once in a lifetime? Did the captain of the Titanic cry?
8. Thanks That Was Fun by the Barenaked Ladies
Deflated, and jaded. I hate it when you call, which isn't at all. And I've spoken, though broken. Here's a token of my love.
9. Dirty Second Hands by Switchfoot
Are you really as tough as you think? You blink, and you're over the brink. You bleed, but the blood runs pink, with dirty second hands, dirty second hands. You're not quite as tough as you thought, you bought the American rot, the very seed that you thought you'd shot with dirty second hands, dirty second hands. You might be right, the fight might be right inside you, the blind leading the lied-to. Tonight, maybe you bind you with dirty second hands.
10. No Sensitivity by Jimmy Eat World
The world don't spin without you, I'm amazed you're standing still. Taking my kisses back. Yeah, I want my kisses back from you.
11. Money Honey by State of Shock
As I'm staring through this fire, it's too late to make you mine, so far from where we started, so far from what we wanted. And as both of us fall down, we have lost and we have found, so far from where we started, so far from what we wanted. I've made mistakes that I can't erase, I've made mistakes.
12. Please Forgive Me by David Gray
Help me out here, all my words are falling short and there's so much I want to say. Wanna tell you just how good it feels when you look at me that way.
13. Swing Life Away by Rise Against
I'll show you mine, if you show me yours first: let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse. Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words. ALSO: If love is a labor, I'll slave 'til the end.
14. Please by Ludo
Please save this for me. I'll come back for you, love, I promise to. Please save this for me, for until I return. My love will burn, my heart will stay.
15. Steer by Missy Higgins
So hold this feeling like a newborn, all the freedom surging through your veins. You have opened up a new door, so bring on the wind, fire, and rain.
It's rather difficult to parse this list down to just fifteen, but here they are in the order they come on my iTunes, here it goes...
1. Chem 6A by Switchfoot
Nothing but a chemical in my head, it's nothing but laziness, 'cause I don't wanna read the book. I'll watch the movie, 'cause it's not me. I'm just like everybody else my age.
2. Topeka by Ludo
I found God in a catalytic converter in Topeka on a Monday night. Every saint has a past, every sinner has a future, so you know what keeps me hanging around. No, you can't keep a good man down.
3. When I Grow Up by Garbage
Trying hard to fit among you, floating out to wonderland. Unprotected, God, I'm pregnant. Damn the consequences.
4. Waiting for My Real Life to Begin by Colin Hay
When I woke today, suddenly nothing happened. But in my dreams, I slew the dragon. And down this beaten path, up this cobbled lane. I'm walking in my own footsteps, once again.
5. Dizzy by Jimmy Eat World
You said you'd never have regrets. Jesus! Is there someone yet who got that wish? Did you get yours, babe?
6. 23 by Jimmy Eat World
You'll sit alone forever if you wait for the right time. What are you hoping for? I'm here, I'm now, I'm ready, holding on tight. Don't give away the end, one thing that stays mine.
7. Someday We'll Know by Mandy Moore and Jon Foreman
Whatever happened to Amelia Earheart? Who holds the stars up in the sky? Is true love just once in a lifetime? Did the captain of the Titanic cry?
8. Thanks That Was Fun by the Barenaked Ladies
Deflated, and jaded. I hate it when you call, which isn't at all. And I've spoken, though broken. Here's a token of my love.
9. Dirty Second Hands by Switchfoot
Are you really as tough as you think? You blink, and you're over the brink. You bleed, but the blood runs pink, with dirty second hands, dirty second hands. You're not quite as tough as you thought, you bought the American rot, the very seed that you thought you'd shot with dirty second hands, dirty second hands. You might be right, the fight might be right inside you, the blind leading the lied-to. Tonight, maybe you bind you with dirty second hands.
10. No Sensitivity by Jimmy Eat World
The world don't spin without you, I'm amazed you're standing still. Taking my kisses back. Yeah, I want my kisses back from you.
11. Money Honey by State of Shock
As I'm staring through this fire, it's too late to make you mine, so far from where we started, so far from what we wanted. And as both of us fall down, we have lost and we have found, so far from where we started, so far from what we wanted. I've made mistakes that I can't erase, I've made mistakes.
12. Please Forgive Me by David Gray
Help me out here, all my words are falling short and there's so much I want to say. Wanna tell you just how good it feels when you look at me that way.
13. Swing Life Away by Rise Against
I'll show you mine, if you show me yours first: let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse. Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words. ALSO: If love is a labor, I'll slave 'til the end.
14. Please by Ludo
Please save this for me. I'll come back for you, love, I promise to. Please save this for me, for until I return. My love will burn, my heart will stay.
15. Steer by Missy Higgins
So hold this feeling like a newborn, all the freedom surging through your veins. You have opened up a new door, so bring on the wind, fire, and rain.
Wednesday, December 31
End-of-the-year update
I haven't made an earnest post in a while, so here goes everything that's been up in the past buncha days.
I haven't been busy. Contrary to my constant lack of time, I've actually had very little to do since mid-November. With the exception of one or two papers for classes (notably, modern drama), I've had a blissful amount of free time. I think most of that time ended up being devoured by Adium. Maybe part of my New Year's resolution should be to cut back on instant messengers. I've definitely noticed a drop in productivity since I've started using them nonstop, even when I don't have much to write to anybody. To exemplify: I used to make blog posts.
I made the conscious effort to have weekly updates to my vlog since the beginning of this semester. As can be plainly seen, those efforts were fruitless. I now have 67 episodes posted in the span of, oh... a year and eight months now. I don't even really know how much longer I'm gonna carry the thing. It doesn't seem to have all that many viewers, and the reason I made it in the first place feels like it's gotten severely muddled in these 20 months.
Over Thanksgiving break, we went up to Racine to see my mom's side of the family. The drive was nightmarishly long, as always. But we got to see the family, which was nice, and Grandma and Grandpa's new dogs are incredibly friendly, so it was a good time.
I had lost my main set of car keys back at the end of November. The last place I had taken them out was inside Blockbuster, but I had also been in my friends' room before I realized they were missing. I went to Blockbuster the next day to see if anyone found them, but nobody had. I also asked my friends if they were in there, several times, but to no avail. The day I was heading home for the break, I got a call from Matt saying that he was throwing away an old newspaper and he heard it jingle. He thought to himself, "newspapers don't jingle," and he opened up the paper and found my keys. I picked them up from his place once I had my car all loaded for the trip home.
On the love scene... things are frozen until the semester starts again, which is in another twelve days. I've had more than enough time to reflect on all of what's been said thus far, and (probably to my detriment) so has my crush. The whole thing was an interesting series of events, to be sure.
I still hate ice. So much so that I'm holding back swears right now.
I got my grade reports once I got back home. Three A's, a B-, and a C+ spell a 3.4 GPA for the semester. Still pretty darn good, considering what I'd used to be getting at Doane. I had a lot of blood pressure going over the C+, though. The first day after it had been recorded, my official grades were showing me having earned 0 credit hours for the class. Since that professor had said that anything above a C would be for credit... well, you get it.
Christmas went pretty well, overall. I got my brother the Fall/Winter EP by Jon Foreman, my sister the soundtrack to Songs For a New World, my dad Michael Chrichton's Next, my mom The Wonderful Wizard of Oz (the "wonderful" denotes that this is the book, not the movie), and my brother's wife a Klonoa game for the Game Boy Advance. I got an Xbox 360, a couple of shirts, Left 4 Dead for the PC, season two of The Office, and the first two seasons of 3rd Rock From the Sun on DVD. My dad's parents got me a new wallet, but it unfortunately doesn't have the same card flap thingy that my current wallet has. I keep a bunch of miscellaneous cards in that flap thingy, so I rank it as pretty important, but my current wallet is getting rather floppy from too much existing. I'm gonna keep using my current wallet for as long as I can, then switch over.
I think my New Year's resolution this time around is going to be for me to be more patient with people, and to do my best to be more friendly to everyone. I can safely say that this will be tough, but I kind of thought resolutions were supposed to be tough. God knows, I failed at staying sane this year, and that was my last resolution. But yeah.
I'm registered for classes now. I'm taking a 400-level this semester, which should be... insightful, but the good news is that I have my insane power walk from Andersen to Oldfather yet again. I also need to look at jobs at the temp agency. And browse Husker Hire Link. And give away more information about who I am and where I live.
Yeah, 2009... it sure is gonna be... something.
I haven't been busy. Contrary to my constant lack of time, I've actually had very little to do since mid-November. With the exception of one or two papers for classes (notably, modern drama), I've had a blissful amount of free time. I think most of that time ended up being devoured by Adium. Maybe part of my New Year's resolution should be to cut back on instant messengers. I've definitely noticed a drop in productivity since I've started using them nonstop, even when I don't have much to write to anybody. To exemplify: I used to make blog posts.
I made the conscious effort to have weekly updates to my vlog since the beginning of this semester. As can be plainly seen, those efforts were fruitless. I now have 67 episodes posted in the span of, oh... a year and eight months now. I don't even really know how much longer I'm gonna carry the thing. It doesn't seem to have all that many viewers, and the reason I made it in the first place feels like it's gotten severely muddled in these 20 months.
Over Thanksgiving break, we went up to Racine to see my mom's side of the family. The drive was nightmarishly long, as always. But we got to see the family, which was nice, and Grandma and Grandpa's new dogs are incredibly friendly, so it was a good time.
I had lost my main set of car keys back at the end of November. The last place I had taken them out was inside Blockbuster, but I had also been in my friends' room before I realized they were missing. I went to Blockbuster the next day to see if anyone found them, but nobody had. I also asked my friends if they were in there, several times, but to no avail. The day I was heading home for the break, I got a call from Matt saying that he was throwing away an old newspaper and he heard it jingle. He thought to himself, "newspapers don't jingle," and he opened up the paper and found my keys. I picked them up from his place once I had my car all loaded for the trip home.
On the love scene... things are frozen until the semester starts again, which is in another twelve days. I've had more than enough time to reflect on all of what's been said thus far, and (probably to my detriment) so has my crush. The whole thing was an interesting series of events, to be sure.
I still hate ice. So much so that I'm holding back swears right now.
I got my grade reports once I got back home. Three A's, a B-, and a C+ spell a 3.4 GPA for the semester. Still pretty darn good, considering what I'd used to be getting at Doane. I had a lot of blood pressure going over the C+, though. The first day after it had been recorded, my official grades were showing me having earned 0 credit hours for the class. Since that professor had said that anything above a C would be for credit... well, you get it.
Christmas went pretty well, overall. I got my brother the Fall/Winter EP by Jon Foreman, my sister the soundtrack to Songs For a New World, my dad Michael Chrichton's Next, my mom The Wonderful Wizard of Oz (the "wonderful" denotes that this is the book, not the movie), and my brother's wife a Klonoa game for the Game Boy Advance. I got an Xbox 360, a couple of shirts, Left 4 Dead for the PC, season two of The Office, and the first two seasons of 3rd Rock From the Sun on DVD. My dad's parents got me a new wallet, but it unfortunately doesn't have the same card flap thingy that my current wallet has. I keep a bunch of miscellaneous cards in that flap thingy, so I rank it as pretty important, but my current wallet is getting rather floppy from too much existing. I'm gonna keep using my current wallet for as long as I can, then switch over.
I think my New Year's resolution this time around is going to be for me to be more patient with people, and to do my best to be more friendly to everyone. I can safely say that this will be tough, but I kind of thought resolutions were supposed to be tough. God knows, I failed at staying sane this year, and that was my last resolution. But yeah.
I'm registered for classes now. I'm taking a 400-level this semester, which should be... insightful, but the good news is that I have my insane power walk from Andersen to Oldfather yet again. I also need to look at jobs at the temp agency. And browse Husker Hire Link. And give away more information about who I am and where I live.
Yeah, 2009... it sure is gonna be... something.
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