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So-and-so: How was your day today?
DecadentDementia: It was okay.
DecadentDementia: I wrote a silly program.
So-and-so: A silly program?
So-and-so: As in silly funny or silly stupid?
DecadentDementia: Both.
DecadentDementia: I thought my program where you clicked on a button and it said "Poopie." was hilarious, so....
So-and-so: *stares dumbly for a few seconds before laughing*
So-and-so: I have no idea you were that immature!
DecadentDementia: I couldn't stop laughing. XD

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If you want to see the fruits of my programming labors, I can send it. I'm in the middle of making a program consisting entirely of message boxes, like that one website, but it's not as simplistically funny as that one.

Seriously. I sat there and laughed and laughed for, like, five minutes. The woman who sits next to me stared after a while because it sounded like I was beginning to suffocate or something. xd

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Ahh, just thinking about it makes me laugh right now....

whee

Haibane Renmei CD. I found it at Sam Goody's while I was looking for a present for my sister. I grabbed it from the sale rack and ran over to my mom. I said, "Oh my gosh oh my gosh!! I WANT THIS CD. SEE THE CD??" in a not terribly subtle hint for Christmas present. But... I wasn't sure as to whether or not it'd be there later. AND I LOVE THAT SERIES. So I broke down and bought it for myself.

Bad me!

No more spending money until after Christmas! If then!

Let's see.... open it like so....

........... ahh, how nice and calming! If someone wants some peaceful music, this would be a good candidate. Not like anyone reads this, anyway. whee

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Aii....

I'm so full.

I always seem to be after we go to that one restaurant. I should stop stuffing myself silly, but I can't help it... it's just so good!

Nummy nummy.

Today is global AIDS day.

Wrap that thing, people! Those condoms aren't for decoration!

Even if I won't admit it when asked outright, I miss rp'ing.

"Why don't you just go to Yahoo! or Gaia, then?"

I don't know... it's just not the same. Ayenee has gone all to hell recently (i.e. within the past few years), and Barton Town is full of little twelve year-olds god-modding and insisting that they're really, honestly, truely "vampyres".

Not in character.

Really.

The Chatterbox we won't even mention. It makes me sad to read it. It also makes my brain hurt, but that is neither here nor there.

I'm glad I still get to sorta-rp every so often with my sweetling. Even if it isn't very much anymore, it helps a little.

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I think it might be sleeting outside. I'm not sure, though, because I've never actually seen it outside of a car before, and it was dark.

At any rate, it's really, really, really cold. My poor ears just about froze.

The snow level's down to 2000 feet. I'm betting it will snow within a few weeks. How exciting!

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Aiiii. I'm almost done with all my college applications. I think I filled out the Hilo one wrong, though. x_X

Should I re-submit it?

So, Quintin scratched my hand yesterday morning. Not an unusual thing, because he's a little maniac kitty and has fairly sharp claws.

What was funny about it was that it's shaped like an exclamation point. I have punctuation on my hand!

I shall put up a picture when I figure out how to make it show up well.

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Yaaaaaaaaay!!

My Grunty finally came in the mail!!

It's so cute... I've been carrying it around all afternoon. It's so nice to cuddle with!

Thank you sooo much, sweetling! heart It may not compare to you, but it makes an utterly wonderful stand-in.

Transcript of my "free write" in class, with my happy mostly-correct grammar, and probably mostly correct spelling, because I don't like leaving it unfixed:


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Topic one:

Like the teacher said, "I haven't learned a damn thing from this book." Actually, that's not entirely true, but I don't want to do this topic anyway. Too hard, especially since I don't remember much of what I've read, and while some may have made me think a little, I'll be damned if I remember it now. Nothing deep enough to use in an essay, at any rate. Oh well.

Keeeeeeep on typing to make it look like I'm actually doooooooing something....

I wonder if he'll work on his story more today? I should just have a pauseable game while he's on, so that I won't disturb him much. Even if he says that I don't, and I shouldn't say that.... ahhh, he's so sweet. Despite all the quiet, it's not awkward. I just talk occasionally to make sure I stay awake. Woo.

Blah blah blah I should check my mail while I'm thinking. Maybe some more application confirmations came today. I hope so. Make things easier, it would. Hilo done... ASU not quite.... Michigan or Wisconsin? I should really discuss that, just to try and figure it out. I could apply to both, but that's kinda expensive. Dad says I can, but man! Fourty bucks to just look at my application? I'd better get accepted, yo, or else I'll be sad. I need to request a transcript, too. And talk to the NHS guy from last year... aaaagh, I hope it's not too late. Even if I'm not going to graduation, it's nice to have my happy little white sash, saying "BOOYA!!!" to a collective margin of people who don't even know who I am, much less why they've never seen me around school, ever.

Topic two:

This one seems more likely to be doable. Hero's Journey I can write some bull about for a few pages. Theseus tries to figure out if Posiedon is really his father... mother gives him a push in the right direction... heads to go find his real father, the king of Athens... Goes to Eleusis and faces the challange of getting back his manly attitudes and such... meets his father, gets rid of Medea unintentionally (the little wench; she's so poison-happy)... gets sent to Crete to be a "bull dancer"... I think that sounds like those carvings they have, where the guy is about to do a backflip over the bull's head and onto his back (or over, I don't recall which). I've got the feeling that that's not really what they're doing, but I haven't read that far. Bad bad!.... goes through training, kills the minotaur... comes back, forgets about black sails... blah-blah-blah... a changed man, I guess?

Reading more will clear that up, I hope. I can probably apply Hero's Journey without much undue stress and freaking-out.

That Theseus, though... he's such a horn-dog. I'm not entirely sorry that the queen fled, and feel a little sorry that she'll probably be laughing at him from her "secret secure location"... heeheehee. That girl he picked up as a slave seems rather intelligent, considering his mildly biased viewpoint. He also stared at his mother in the bath. Any significance? Maybe it was just amusing to him. Or in her jewels? What?? Did she just walk around with a diadem, earrings, various necklaces and bracelet, and with a gem in her belly button like that one dancer in Prince of Persia? And with her nipples covered in gold! Can't forget that.

I wonder how it stuck? Maybe they used leaf? That'd be kinda cold... and wouldn't it come off on your gown?

I should see if mom still has Prince of Persia installed, and try and play it. If I can figure it out, I can teach her how to play her own game. She tried the one time, but there was something wrong with it... now she just sticks with that Word Mojo, which is peachy. Scrabble isn't exactly bad, after all.

Ehhhh. This topic would be better done after I finish the book. And this time, I'll actually have to read the entire darn thing. It's not too boring, though, so that won't be as much of a big deal as it could potentially be.

I want my teeeeeeeeea. But I should not drink in the computer lab! Lame. Understandable, but still lame.

Come on come on come on call the time

YES!

Topic Three:

Oooop. No more free write. That's okay! I'll type something anyway.

Archetypes would be interesting, although would require a fair amount of backing up, in terms of rationalizing why I think something. I'll have to start going through and taking notes now, I bet. There are enough characters and interactions that I could probably do this one and not have to scramble much.

Who is Theseus' anima, though? Aaaaagh, I don't know. The queen? Maybe. Or his girlfriend on Crete, who I think he leaves behind? I'll find out....

Mwee. My planner is looking at me with much sexyness. I would kiss it, but that would be weird.

Especially since this is in class.


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Why subject my imaginary readers to this drivel? Because I feel like it, dammit. No one even reads this, anyway, so it's for my own amusement! BWAHAHAHA! I CAN DO WHAT I WANT!!

*ahem*

MY COUSIN'S COMING HOME!!

For those to whom it matters (all four of you whee ), here is my birthday report!

Besides some unpleasantness in the form of forced socializing seeping over from the day before, it wasn't too bad. I had to go to church, which also kinda sucked... because, with no real offense meant, it's just really boring now. I loved Pastor John's sermons, because they would make me think and laugh -- sometimes at the same time -- but now it's just more like "Isn't it over yet?"

I got me a new sewing machine, a jacket, and some future books. It'll be manga, no doubt, because I WANT MORE MARS, DAGNABBIT! It's such a good series... even if it makes me cry. sweatdrop

But sometimes I just need a good cry for non-serious reasons, so it's all good. And, although I don't usually like romantic stuff, I love the plotline. I'd say that I could relate to it, but I just like it.

I wanna share it with my sweetling, just because. I don't know why. o.O;;

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Finally!

I have rid myself of an unwanted admirer!

Yes, it sounds blunt when I put it that way... but I don't appreciate being lied to or being guilted into doing things.

Even if I wasn't entirely honest, I'm glad I came out and did it. I don't want to lead him into thinking something that's not true.

Nor do I want him coming down and visiting me. stare

The only person I want to visit on my own already knows it. whee

Stupid water...

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So, I have a major-credit paper due in a few weeks. It's supposed to be a "personal insight" essay, about someone who has impacted my life in a major way. Doesn't matter if it's good or bad.

I don't know who to do it on!! ;_;

I wonder if I could do it on my group of friends from Arizona? It's several people, sure, but they all form the same net I depended upon so much.

*sob* I miss you guys!!!! crying