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Friday Aug 04, 2006

Aug 4, 2006
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This is a very long journal entry to make up for the relatively long span of time during which I haven't updated. The subjects upon which I expound are many and varied, so there's probably something for everyone in here.

I really have been tempted to just take the scissors (or a sharper cutting implement) and cut the cable TV wire. We have actually been getting the cable for free ever since we moved in; nobody has ever called or mailed us about it. I have been also tempted to call the cable company and tell them, so they turn off our cable. At other times, I've simply wanted to toss the TV out the window onto the hard, hard concrete below. I actually bought that TV, and oh, how I wish I hadn't. It is big and was expensive. It has a flat screen (not LCD, just flat glass). I mean, if I somehow managed to sabotage the cable TV service, mom would still need a TV to do her exercise at night (she does Dance Dance Revolution). And, she would most likely find ways to reestablish the cable service if I managed to disrupt it.

I hate TV so much. I was tired the other day and sat in the armchair in front of the TV. It was on, but muted, which is how mom normally watches (I guess I am thankful that she at least does me the courtesy of muting it for me). As I said, I was tired, so I just kind of stared ahead in the direction of the TV. By default, my eyes were drawn to the images on the screen. Moments later, I realized that, in my tiredness, I was watching TV, and quickly got angry and shut it off.

It really creeps me out to walk into the living room and see mom watching the TV, at an angle where I can't see the screen. The way people turn into zombies in front of a TV, sitting and staring, is really creepy to me. It's sad.

But enough sad things; let's talk of happy things. Except… I can't think of anything. I feel a little queasy right now, and I'm missing MollyMolly (who is getting some much-needed rest), and talking about these things has made me sad. This is why I haven't updated my journal in a while; I haven't had much in the way of happy things to write about.

The happiest subject is MollyMolly. We are like two little lovebirds, cooing at one another from afar. We are in contact nearly all the time, thanks to our respective communication devices (during the day) and our computers (all evening). It is possible that if we were physically in the same space together, those around us would shout "get a room, you two!" and such things.

I'm tired. I had a midterm today and I don't think I did well at all. I'm not sure I can pass this class, now. But blah, let's not talk about it right now.

When I got back to mom's office after school, we went to a pizza place for lunch. I ordered breaded mushrooms to start, and we ordered a mushroom and onion pizza to eat together. First of all, while tasty (at first), the breaded mushrooms were searingly hot in their little fried cocoons. They exuded some blistering mushroom juice when bitten into. They also, after a little while, tasted kind of gross to me. And forget about the pizza. I couldn't even find words to describe the awful taste. The closest I could come was to liken the taste to raw human flesh (which I have not ever consumed, really, but if I had to guess what human flesh tastes like, that would be it). I blame these offensive foodstuffs for my unhappy tummy right now.

I managed to find plain old caffeine-free Coke at the grocery store. Normally, the only caffeine-free sodas I find are also diet, which I find really icky-tasting. I guess I lucked out. I can't say I'm a soda devotee or anything. They don't taste that great to me. Part of why I buy soda from time to time is my fondness for cold canned beverages. Something about aluminum cans makes fizzy liquids more enjoyable to drink. I guess I do sort of like colas, though they start to taste bitter after a while. I was drinking root beer prior to this (A&W, to be precise), but it was too sugary sweet-tasting for me.

My uncle just called and asked "who are more evil, the Cardassians or the Ferengi?" confused It's been years since I watched that show (Star Trek: The Next Generation), so I really have no idea. From the sound of it, he's just started watching it. He hasn't even seen a Ferengi yet. I mean, all I could say was that I didn't think either of them were portrayed as "more" evil than the other. They were both evil in their own ways, I guess. Actually, I've tried to watch that show again, and I find that I can't, because the acting and special effects are so cheesy. I remember, back when I watched the show a lot, seeing a TV special that explained how they did the moving star background during scenes when there were windows showing the vastness of space outside. They put sequins (or some similarly sparkly thing) on a black felt sheet, put it on two rollers, and rolled the sheet from one side to the other. Lo-budget fun!

Counselor Troi was my favorite, but really only because she was a hottie. When I saw Marina Sirtis at a Star Trek convention when I was maybe ten or twelve, the first thing she said to the audience was "Ok, can you all see my legs? Good." I bet she says that at all the conventions. HAR HAR HAR. I still have my red uniform shirt and gold/silver comm badge or whatever it's called.

When I was really little, like six or eight years old in elementary school, we had a computer class where we learned LOGO, which is not exactly a programming language, but is sort of an introduction to programming. It's a drawing program. You have a little triangle with a bar on its butt (referred to as a turtle) that you can order around with commands. It leaves a little poopy trail (well, ok, a white line) according to the direction you told it to go. You could make arcs, too. I drew an NCC 1701-D! It was awesome. I wish I still had the code I wrote to draw it. If I did, it would be on a 5" floppy disk which probably wouldn't work anymore. Ah, well.

At my elementary school — a little private school with very small classes — we always had an awards thing at the end of every semester. One year, the computer teacher surprised me by giving me an award, in front of everybody, for excellence in her class. I think she just made up the award just for me. A programmer from the start! Maybe she gave me the award because of my drawing of the Enterprise.

It has felt good to write like this after such a long break, and I don't want to stop. So here's more: Riding the bus is… an experience, to say the least. Most of the people riding the bus are just really poor, but you do get the occasional crazy person. I've been harassed a couple of times at one of the subway stations waiting for the bus by a guy who wears a red T-shirt with the county seal on it and the name of the city. He came up to me acting as if he were a promoter, asking me questions about whether I listened to the radio and what bands I liked. I realized he was crazy when he ran his finger along my arm and commented on its "fuzziness". That is when I got up and went into the subway station to get away. Luckily, he got on a bus going in the opposite direction. When I can, I'm going to try to talk to the station manager about him.

Another scary experience was at a different subway station one morning on the way to school. Aside from the bus shelter smelling like urine that morning, there was a crazy guy pacing around, occasionally stomping violently and shouting curses. That morning, there was a different bus driver driving my bus, and he passed the bus bay instead of stopping and was just driving away and would have kept going if a bunch of people (including me) hadn't run up to the door and asked "YO, WHAT THE DILL?" The cursing guy might have gotten on the bus if the driver had stopped where he was supposed to, so I was glad of his mistake. Also, it was a code red ozone alert day, and the busses are free on those days, so the crazy guy could have just strolled right onto the bus.

And today, coming home, a woman got on the bus and started having a LOUD conversation with the bus driver, with whom she was clearly friends. It was giving me a headache. I have been wearing earplugs pretty often on the busses, but for some reason, I didn't at the time. Probably I figured that they wouldn't help much.

Some of the busses are longer than the others and segmented with a big rubber accordion-like connector between the two parts. "Strech" busses, you could say. I'm always thankful when one of these pulls up, as I usually can get a window seat, which (in my mind, at least) is more comfortable. Oftentimes, nobody sits next to me on these busses, too.

Talking about busses is getting boring and starting to irritate me, and I guess I've rambled on for long enough, so I'll stop for now. Here is a kiss from ME 2 U: kiss
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tbsheets:
It was all about Tasha Yar. She was enough to make me suffer the public degradation of asking the convience store clerk for a copy of Playboy from under the counter.

While I'm sure it was creepy and threatening to you being there, your being appreciated for your "fuzziness" was amusing on the reading end. I think the solution to your bus ride problems may lie in wearing that red uniform shirt on all your trips. Whenever approached by your less desirable traveling companions, hit your communicator and say just loud enough for them to hear, "Security team to the transport hanger. Security team to the transport hanger."

Aug 7, 2006
l7rules:
I havent watched tb in a while but i do watch alot of dvds biggrin the only time i want to destroy tvs is i do catch part of one of those brainless shows puke puke puke Really that crap shouldnt be allowed tobe broadcast skull

Thats great that you and your gal are getting along so well!!! biggrin biggrin biggrin

I know exactly what you mean about the breaded mushrooms!!! ive burnt the roof of my mouth on those alot to the point where i dont even order them anymore blackeyed

i have all the star trek movies on dvd but.. i think i agree with your answer kiss

ive never really ridden buses much except for in high school which doesnt count but it seems as you say interesting biggrin biggrin biggrin
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