Thursday, May 26, 2005
Stephen King on advertisements

I'm sure pretty much everyone knows that Stephen King is like a God to me. The best author in the whole dang world and all that jazz. Well, I've just found a new reason to like him. He wrote an article for Entertainment Weekly that I became aware of through the Stephen King guild I joined on Gaia (yes, I'm that much of a nerd). I felt the need to post the link for all to see. 'Tis wonderful, and about all I have to say to it is "amen".

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In other news, I'm eating a bowl of rice, chicken, scrambled eggs and cheese for lunch. It's quite tasty.

Niki dropped off at 11:13 a.m.

Sunday, May 22, 2005
Star Wars

Matt and I just went to see Star Wars Episode III last night. It. Was. AWESOME! The fight between Obi Wan and Anakin was just so... emotional. It really makes you see Vader in a new light. Also, the fight between Obi Wan and Anakin is the longest sword fight in movie history.

I don't want to write too much about it, in case someone hasn't seen it yet. But it was definitley a phenomenal movie. Made me want to cry countless times, but I couldn't unless I wanted to miss anything.

Go see it. Now, I command of thee. It's awesome.

Niki dropped off at 10:22 a.m.

Thursday, May 19, 2005
Laundry

People really tick me off when it comes to the laundry machines downstairs. They'll put their laundry in, and forget about it and let it sit there for hours. So you're left either waiting, or taking their laundry out and putting it on the shelf so you can put your laundry in. Then they leave their lint in the trap, and it's kinda gross to clean out other peoples' dryer lint.

Of course, the machines themselves piss me off, they're too small. I can hardly fit my sheets in the washers, let alone the comforter. And they charge fifty cents per "load", which is really about a third or maybe a half of the load a real washer could handle.

I'll be really glad when I'm back at grandma's and her washer can take all our clothes instead of having to do two loads. And hopefully it'll be sooner rather than later.

Speaking of that, they are finally going ahead with the discharge. They began the paperwork for it on Tuesday, and we should know his discharge date by the middle of next week, possibly until the end. Matt went around and did all the work the lady was going to do because she said it'd take her two days to do it. He completed it in two hours. Shows how slow the military is. But if you owe them anything, you better be on time. Someone asked him why he was doing it, and he just looked right at him and said "I want it to get done". Maybe they'll get their butts in gear for a change and complete this thing. I'd like to be back for the recital, but that might be a far stretch. I'm just happy that they're finally doing it.

It also looks like we'll be paying for all of our move, which ought to drain the bank account about five times over. He's getting a general administrative discharge, which is a punishment really. So they'll more than likely not pay for any of it. So we'll have to pay to move our stuff, pay to move the car, and pay for train tickets because flying would be about a thousand dollars. The airlines jacked their prices sky high, and it would be about 500 each just to fly coach. If I'm going to pay 500 bucks to fly, you damn well better be giving me a free massage and drinks, and it better be a private jet. So we're taking a train. Shipping the car to save it the wear.

So yeah, as soon as I know what the date is going to be, I'll let everyone know.

Niki dropped off at 02:38 p.m.

Friday, May 13, 2005
Yoga, cookie sheets, and squeaky carpets

I've been doing Yoga for the past couple weeks, and I find I really enjoy it. Besides the fact that my carpet is slippery and I have yet to invest in a mat, it's really good. I find my temper isn't quite so flammable, I'm more relaxed and yet have more energy. I find myself actually wanting to clean up around this place, actually wanting to get up and do something. I don't feel lazy anymore. And it tones my muscles at the same time. Yoga is a great thing, highly recommended.

The thunder out here sounds like your typical cliché cartoon shaking of the cookie sheet. It's not like the dulled rolling tumbling kind of thunder back home. It sounds metallic, like a cookie sheet or a truck rolling down the road.

In other news: my carpet squeaks.

Niki dropped off at 09:30 a.m.

Saturday, May 7, 2005
Cujo

I just watched the movie Cujo after having read the book, and they completely fucked the ending up completely. Not to mention little things along the plot the whole time.

First off, the dog didn't get bit before he met the kid. They reversed the beginning. According to the movie, the kid lives in the end. That didn't happen in the book, he died of dehydration while the mother was beating the crap out of the dog with a wooden baseball bat. In the book the bat breaks and she stabs him in the eye with the splinter, in the movie she stabs him in the chest. Then in the book she continues to beat the dead body of the dog as her husband pulls up in the driveway and finds the kid dead in the backseat of the car. In the movie, apparently she leaves the "dead" dog and brings the kid in the house and recusitates him and he lives. Then the dog crashes through the window and she shoots him with the gun she found after beating him with the bat. Happy ending. Not so in the book.

Of course, in movies they can't make a realistic ending, can they? That's why I like Stephen King books, they're believable. I don't know why he lets people make movies out of them, they always completely butcher the story.

Book plot: Mother and son get stuck in car when it dies in a driveway of a mechanic. Mechanic's dog is rabid and has killed the mechanic. Mechanic's wife and kid are away in Connecticut. Rabid dog (Cujo) keeps trying to get in the car to kill them, but can't. Husband of woman is away on business in New York. He calls and gets worried, then comes home because she didn't answer the phone. Finds the house trashed because wifey's affair trashed the house while they were gone after she broke it off with him. Calls the cops thinking the guy kidnapped them. Cops wonder where the car is, he remembers the mechanic. Single cop goes to check it out, dog kills cop. Wife builds up nerve to try for the porch door, dog comes from under porch. She picks up baseball bat in the yard and beats the crap out of him. Bat splinters, she stabs him in the eye, dog dies. She continues beating dog corpse as hubby drives up because the cop didn't call back in. He calls paramedics, gets dead son out of the car and she takes him and tries to recusitate him. Paramedics arive, try to take son, she (having been bit by the dog the day before) bites the paramedic. They sedate her and take her away. Anti-rabies treatment for her and paramedic. The end.

Movie plot: Mother and son get stuck in car when it dies in a driveway of a mechanic. Mechanic's dog is rabid and has killed the mechanic. Mechanic's wife and kid are away in Connecticut. Rabid dog (Cujo) keeps trying to get in the car to kill them, but can't. Husband of woman is away on business in New York. He calls and gets worried, then comes home because she didn't answer the phone. Finds the house trashed because wifey's affair trashed the house while they were gone after she broke it off with him. Calls the cops thinking the guy kidnapped them. Cops wonder where the car is, he remembers the mechanic. Single cop goes to check it out, dog kills cop. Wife builds up nerve to try for the porch door, dog comes from under porch. She picks up baseball bat in the yard and beats the crap out of him. Bat splinters, she stabs him in the chest. She finds cop's gun which was dropped on the ground near dead dog. She gets the kid out of the car, brings him in the house and recusitates him. Cujo crashes through the window after being stabbed in the heart, she shoots him with the gun. Hubby pulls up, they walk out the front door, the end.

They completely butchered the ending. It sucked. The kid was dead, long dead. There was no way he could have been recusitated. The dog had been stabbed in the heart, he should not have been able to crash through a window.

Things like this really piss me off. I hate it when they butcher plot lines like that. I know that movies almost never follow the books they're based on, but they could at least make it a little more believable.

Niki dropped off at 07:41 p.m.

Saturday, May 7, 2005
SALE!

I love sales at Fashion Bug. I got a pair of shoes today for two bucks. TWO BUCKS! I never thought you could find shoes for two bucks these days. It came out to exactly one dollar and eighty cents. Then I got two pairs of earrings on sale for ten bucks.

Fashion Bug rocks. Except their clothes I don't like them. But their shoes and earrings are awesome.

Go sales!

Niki dropped off at 03:40 p.m.

Friday, May 6, 2005
Trillian >.<

I've been fighting with Trillian for the past few days. I signed on one day and got a popup saying there were new features available for the MSN on Trillian. So I clicked on it, and Trillian promptly crashed. Apparently it installed a Crash Files folder in my Trillian folder to make it crash every time. I tried deleting the entire folder, but it kept coming back. So I uninstalled Trillian and redownloaded it. It still crashed. So I uninstalled it again, and then I searched through all the files on my computer and deleted everything with Trillian in the name. Redownload again. This time it worked, but I messed up my yahoo connection name and it wouldn't let me change it for whatever odd reason it might have. So I had to uninstall it yet again, delete all the trillian files, and then redownload it and carefuly make sure I got all my connection names and passwords right.

It seems to be working now.

Moral: don't click on any buttons. Ever.

Niki dropped off at 03:36 p.m.

Tuesday, May 3, 2005
Such Bullshit

Good 'ol C-town high has pulled some pretty stupid and bullshitty stuff. They're trying to make Jay's english class study the Bible. I fail to see what purpose studying the Bible in an english class serves. I mean, if a public school is going to study the Bible, then they need to study the Qu'aran, the Wiccan Rede, The Satanic Bible, and every single other religious holy text in existance.

Jay refused to do it, but we don't know how yet because he had to go to work and couldn't explain it. Knowing him, he probably walked out.

What right does a public school have making the students study the Bible? No right, that's what. Like I said, if they're going to give them Bibles, they have to give and study every other religious text in existance.

Don't they realize they could be sued for that?

Niki dropped off at 07:18 p.m.

Tuesday, May 3, 2005
Happy Birthday

Well today's my birthday. I really don't feel 19 at all. Actually, it doesn't much feel like a birthday at all. Maybe that has something to do with the fact that I'm 2000 miles away from all my friends and family. Which royally sucks.

Matt left all kinds of notes taped to things around the place this morning before he left. I pulled out my cereal box to find a note saying HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! taped to it. It was actually quite startling because I was only half awake and my box looked different.

Other than that, no news.

Niki dropped off at 11:20 a.m.

Sunday, May 1, 2005
Singers these days

Ever notice just how craptacular music is getting? I'm not talking just the genre of death metal, I'm talking lyrics and voice quality. I just heard some easy listening type song on the radio, and the singer had this raspy whiny voice that sounded like he was going to die of lung cancer at any moment. That's music? Hell I can hear that in any given hospital.

Then you get all these whiny little kids talking about how much school sucks and how much their parents suck. "Oh they didn't get me a mustang for christmas my life sucks so bad wah wah wah". Seriously, suck it up. You're just some whiny ass little rich kid who has no idea what a crappy life is really like. School sucks, yes, but there's no need to make fifty different songs about it.

Oh and I love the depressed music made by people who aren't depressed. Seriously, if you're depressed, you aren't going to make a song and put it on the radio about your depression. If you're really that depressed, you'll either write it down and burn it as a venting method, pretend you really aren't depressed, or off yourself. You're not going to make millions off your so-called depression if you are really depressed. Odds are that if you're really depressed, you aren't going to think you're good enough to be making songs for the radio anyway. Again, you're just some spoiled whiny rich kid looking to get richer by appearing to have come from the slums. "Give me money for I'm super-depressed just like all of you and I want to kill myself because I grew up in the ghetto (even though I come from Beverly Hills)".

Whatever happened to uplifting lyrics? Lyrics that say stuff like "yeah it sucks now but it's not so bad and it'll get better"? What, people don't want to be reminded that things get better? They like to wallow in their misery eternally, feeding off their own self-pity resulting only in a perpetuation of their bad luck? Why do people seem to like being depressed?

Niki dropped off at 03:10 p.m.