12 Things on the Internet That I Found Interesting/Funny And Therefore You Should, Too
And I will resist the urge to type in long explanations for these, forcing you, if you’re made curious by what’s in the parentheses, to click on them, not knowing fully what each entails! BWA-HA-HA!
…I need help, don’t I?
- http://www.i-am-bored.com/bored_link.cfm?link_id=18048 (boobies!)
- http://www.cagle.com/ (politics!)
- http://www.i-am-bored.com/bored_link.cfm?link_id=24619 (I’ve linked to this before)
- http://www.ugo.com/channels/comics/heroMachine2/ (so…much…fun…)
- http://musicovery.com/index.php?ct=us (want something new to listen to?)
- http://www.panoramas.dk/index.html (this is trippy)
- http://www.pianographique.net/datas/inter_uk.php (pretend you’re making music for movie trailers. At least, that’s what I do with it)
- http://www.sfdt.com/ (stick death, need I say more?)
- http://www.bootycocktails.com/ (Maggie, Matt, you’ll appreciate this)
- http://www.punitiveshoes.com/index_en.shtml (this, too)
- http://xkcd.com/ (I love these comics!)
- http://www.phdcomics.com/ (haven’t fully explored these yet, but they seem nice)
IAT
Hello again, fine readers! I’m sitting here doing this assignment for my social psychology class and I’m finding it very interesting. It’s an implicit attitudes test, and it basically measures what your “gut reactions” (for lack of a better term) are to certain topics, like religion, race, weight, gender, etc. We’re supposed to do three, and these two came out interestingly: Fat and Thin, and Gay and Straight.
I’m in that little 4% bar. This one I expected. However, I find it disturbing that so many people prefer to any degree thinner people to heavier people. I guess that’s just our culture mixed slightly with evolutionary preferences (such as the perfect female waist:hip ratio for reproduction, which, surprisingly, I’m really, really close to).
I’m in that little 6% bar. This one I was surprised at. This by no means suggests that I’m disappointed with my results, people! I’ve just always thought of myself as having equal preference for both sides. Maybe I slightly prefer gay people because I’ve actually started hanging out with more than one/two gay people I knew from high school—now I know about 10 gay people personally. Who knows? I really don’t care if you’re straight or gay.
I just thought it was interesting. Here’s the link if you want to try them out—I think there’s 14 of them.
Waiter! There’s a circular argument in my logic!
Oh my goodness, I just saw the funniest Family Guy I’ve ever seen. Peter got a look at Chris’ penis and became rather jealous. The whole thing with the “penis car” going in and out of the tunnel just made my freaking day. Wow.
So in lieu of that, I present some unrelated information: good songs you should download. Why? BECAUSE WE KILL THINGS! (totally unrelated Retarded Animal Babies reference, sorry).
Angel by Joee
Omnibus by Lautsprecher
Dr. Who by Orbital
The W.A.N.D. by The Flaming Lips
Oh dammit, they’re all techno except for that last one!
I’m sensing…I’m sensing…ah! A survey!
Boom-shaka-laka-laka!
01. First Name: Claudia
02. Birthday: February 2nd
03. Birthplace: Moscow, ID
04. Current Location: In my room
05. Current School: University of Idaho
06. Current Job: Unemployed!
07. Nicknames: I don’t think I have any.
08. Eye Color: Hazel
09. Hair Color: Black
10. Lefty or Righty: Righty
11. Zodiac Sign: Aquarius!
12. Innie or Outie: Innie
13. Religion: Atheist
14. Piercings: Just ears
15. Tattoos: None…yet!
What’s your Favorite:
01. Music: I’m kind of into techno/dance right now.
02. Cartoons: Futrama, Family Guy, the Simpsons
03. Color: Orange, but lime green is a close second.
04. Movie: I don’t know if I have one, actually.
05. Coffee: Blah, I don’t like coffee.
06. Book: The Caine Mutiny!
07. Magazine: Popular Science
08. TV Show: Futurama
09. Songs: Sexy Back! Sexy Back!
10. Candy: M&Ms. You all know why.
11. Spice Girl: Man, I barely remember the Spice Girls! I doubt I can even list them all.
12. Food: Pasta!
13. Alcoholic Drink: None! Ha!
14. Subject in School: Do you really need to guess this one? I mean, really?
15. Weekend Activity: Doing absolutely nothing.
16. Holiday: Christmas
17. Ice Cream Flavor: Oreo. Which is odd; I hate Oreos.
18. Perfume: Don’t wear, can’t smell, don’t care.
19. Roller Coaster: The Timber Terror up in Silverwood.
20. Breakfast: Fruit Loops?
Series 3 — Right now, who is the…?
01. Most Beautiful Person you Know: Are we talking inside and outside here? I don’t know. People are cruel.
02. Weirdest Person you Know: Can I say my dad?
03. Funniest Person you Know: Nick. Holy crap.
04. Loudest Person you Know: Candida
05. Quietest Person you Know: Paula’s quiet. I don’t think anyone I’ve met in college is quiet, haha.
06. Sweetest Person you Know: Shannyn
07. Sorriest Person you Know: Aneel, but solely because of the mono.
08. Scariest Person you Know: Aneel, but not solely because of the mono. Aneel, you know I love you, man.
09. Sexiest Person you Know: Amy, goodness.
10. Your Best Friend: Don’t have one.
11. Person You Hate the Most: I cannot say their name here.
Series 4, What is…?
01. Your Most Overused Phrase: “Holy crap!”
02. The first thing you thought of when you woke up this morning: “Math in half an hour. KILL ME.”
03. The last image you thought of before you went to sleep: I have no idea. At night my mind races a million miles a minute.
04. The first thing you notice about the opposite sex: Probably the fact that they’re the opposite sex.
05. Best name for a Butler: Jeeves. Of course, I think that’s a good name overall. I’d totally name my kid “Jeeves” (note to self: don’t ever have kids).
06. Wussiest sport: Badminton. That’s why it owns.
07. Song that describes you: If I say “Sexy Back” will you hurt me? No seriously, are we talking title-wise or lyrics-wise? Do you expect me to go through my entire play list to see which song fits me best? Well, I will do it (no question there!) but I’ll do it later.
08. Your Best Feature: I don’t have one.
09. Your bedtime: Whenever the crap I feel like it!
10. Your biggest fear: Failure.
11. Your greatest accomplishment: 4.0 so far!
12. Your missed memories: Lunch at the high school. Man, that was fun.
Series 5, Which do you prefer?
01. Pepsi or Coke: Neither.
02. McD’s or Burger King: McDonald’s
03. Nikes or Adidas: Adidas.
04. Chicken Nuggets or Chicken Fingers: Blah! Neither.
06. Rugrats or Doug: Oh, I remember these! Rugrats.
07. Monica or Brandy: Who or what now?
08. Jay Z or Eminem: Eminem is hilarious!
09. Lipton or Nestea: Why does every survey ask this question? Not everyone likes tea, dangit!
10. One Pillow or Two: Two
11. Chocolate or Strawberry: Chocolate!
12. Hot Chocolate or Hot Cocoa: Neither.
13. Coffee or Tea: Neither.
14. Drinks With or Without ice: Without
Series 6, Do you..?
01. Shower Everyday: Usually every other day. I find showering everyday to be wasteful of water.
02. Have a crush: No.
03. Think you’ve been in love before: Once.
04. Want to go to college: I’m in college!
05. Like high school? It was fair.
06. Want to get married? Ugh. Not really.
07. Type with your fingers on the right keys? Of course! I’m proper, after all.
08. Believe in yourself? On rare occasions.
09. Get motion sickness: Unfortunately.
10. Think you are a health nut: Nope.
11. Get along with your siblings: I probably wouldn’t if I had them.
12. Like thunderstorms: Love ’em!
Series 7, Your future:
01. Age you hope to get married: Never, most likely.
02. Number of kids: Zero.
03. Where do you see yourself at age 20: Next February? Crap…well, I’ll hope to be graduated from college in December of next year, can I say that?
04. Describe your dream wedding: I don’t have a dream wedding.
05. When and how do you want to die: From something fantastic, whenever my time comes.
06. What are your career plans: Oh-ho-ho! Don’t get me started! Psychometrician! Psychometrician!
07. Someplace you like to visit: Antarctica
Series 8, What is your opinion of the opposite sex.
01. Best Eye Color: I like brown eyes. They’re pretty.
02. Best Hair Color: Either blonde or black.
03. Short or Long Hair: I don’t have a preference, really.
04. Best Height: Any height. Even if they’re shorter than me (is that possible?)
05. Best Weight: On the heavy side. More to love.
06. Best Article of Clothing: Pants! Pants!
07. Best First Date Location: Anywhere’s fine with me.
08. Best first Kiss Location: Haha! Nothing can beat The Beach in drag. Holy crap.
09. Describe Your Perfect Other: Um…perfect in their otherness? I’ll know ’em if I find ’em.
Series 9, Other:
01. What do you wear to bed? Blue jammies.
02. When’s the last time you slept with a stuffed animal: Long, long ago. I think it was a seal.
03. Have you ever played ouiji board? No, surprisingly.
04. How many rings before you pick up the phone: Two or three, depending on where I last threw the phone.
05. What’s on your mouse pad? Don’t have a mouse pad.
06. How many houses have you lived in: Oh dear. Way too many.
07. How many schools have you gone to: Four. Elementary, junior high, high school, and college.
08. Color of your bedroom carpet: Blue/grayish.
09. Would you shave your head for $5,000: Oh heck yes! Money for school plus not having to comb my hair in the morning? Win/win.
10. If you were stranded on an island name one person you would want to be on the island with you, and 3 items: Nick, my computer, some sort of reading material, and…hmm…a camera for fun-timey pictures. I know, I know, nothing remotely practical.
Ah, to be away from Idaho…
New goals, people!
I have discovered that it is possible for me to get all my needed credits and psychology courses for the psychology major next fall instead of the following spring. If I can do this, I can get my B.S. and graduate in December and then declare a “minor only” enrollment for spring to get my minors done. However, if I can do this, I may bypass spring semester here (we’re talking ’09, not next spring) and go on exchange somewhere!
That’s right, it’s my new mania. I want to go overseas for school.
Although I doubt classes will work out so that it would be to my advantage…I’ll probably end up here until spring ’09 and try to go overseas this coming summer.
Wouldn’t that rock? I think so.
Oh, and one of my fish died already. Why does everything I love die?! WHYYYYYYY?!
50 Things Everyone Should Experience/Be Exposed To
I am a rather inexperienced human being when it comes to true life experiences…going out and doing stuff and the like. I spend 90% of my time in my head, adventuring there. However, I, a person who’s spent their entire measly life in a small town in Idaho, shall give you 50 things that I think everyone should experience or be exposed to. All of them are things I’ve done or seen, obviously, or else I wouldn’t know whether or not they’re worth experiencing. Some are big things, some are little tiny things that I just think are fun. How many have you experienced/been exposed to? They’re in no order whatsoever, by the way…just listed them as I thought of them.
1. Throw pottery.
I’m not talking about chucking vases across the room. I’m talking throwing a bowl or a pot or a cup with clay on a potter’s wheel. It takes a heck of a lot of practice, but once you get it you’ll feel really good about what you’ve created. If possible, dig your own clay. That’s really fun (and messy).
2. Listen to “Bohemian Rhapsody” by Queen.
It’s a freaking classic song. It’s even more fun if you know the lyrics and you can sing crazily along while pretending to play guitar. I highly recommend it.
3. Go on a cruise.
Have you ever been out on the open ocean? I would go on a cruise simply for the experience of seeing the ocean and feeling the ocean breeze while you’re out on deck, never mind all the fancy-shmancy stuff they do on cruises (though that’s pretty fun, too). Plus, if you’re on a big ship, you can explore for hours on end!
4. Listen to Mozart’s “Requiem.”
It’s beautiful. It will move you.
5. Read Aldous Huxley’s Brave New World.
If you’re interested in society/control/human and societal control at all, you should read this.
It’s stuff you’ve probably thought about before with other stuff thrown in as well.
6. See something you’ve created published/put in an exhibit/played/produced.
Or all of the above. I recommend something that will allow others to interpret freely what you’ve done and reproduce it themselves. There’s nothing more satisfying than seeing one of your works interpreted.
7. Go to http://maddox.xmission.com/.
I just think he’s funny. And his “Idaho Blows” article is freaking hilarious because it’s all true.
8. Mess around with Google Earth.
This is just one of those things that you have to do because it’s so cool. The technology we have is amazing. Find your house, it’s fun!
9. Explore a river/creek/stream.
Preferably with a group of dorky friends, and preferably when it’s the last thing you’re supposed to be doing. Just make sure it’s a creek free of leeches. Speaking from experience here.
10. Go to church/synagogue/some sort of formal worship.
Even if you’re not of that religion. Actually, especially if you’re not of that religion. Just experience it, see what it’s all about. I myself am thinking of going to St. Mary’s Catholic Church again one time this year for a service. Anyone want to join me?
11. Stay up all night.
Man, it’s fun, especially when combined with number 35 on this list. Plus, you might come up with some crazy stuff.
12. Watch “The Butterfly Effect.”
Thanks to Matt (thanks, Matt!) I now have the experience of watching this movie logged into my brain. It’ll freak you the crap out, cause it’s really, really good. Watch it.
13. Play The Sims.
You will get to feel like GOD! You will get to create people you know or people you don’t know but are interesting anyway. You will get to set people up in funky custom houses and allow people to date/mate/fight/go to military school. It’s really, really fun.
14. Go on a road trip with friends.
And video tape it if you can. This is going to sound really corny, but you will bond with them. Especially if you’re all hyper.
15. Go through everything you own and get rid of everything you don’t need/want.
I did this the summer before college, and I wound up with everything I owned being able to fit inside a 5×3 (or so) closet. It’s really nice to be able to only own what you’ll need/use ever again. Who needs all that stuff, anyway?
16. Be in a play.
It really is fun, especially if it’s a comedy, and especially if you’re in it with a bunch of drama geeks. You get to be a different person!
17. Go to http://www.homestarrunner.com/.
Come on, it’s a classic! Everybody loves Strong Bad emails.
18. Learn to play an instrument.
Music improves grades. And even if you’re not in college, it’s fun to be able to make noises, isn’t it?
19. Read Chaim Potok’s The Chosen.
Oh man, this novel got to me. I must say, it’s one of three books that have ever made me cry when I finished it (it takes a lot to make me cry for a book). Just read it. You won’t regret it.
20. Dink around with Speakonia.
Go to Google, type in “speakonia,” download it, and type away. It’s a text-to-speech program and you can have so much fun with it! I suggest, if you blog, copying your blogs into the space and hearing them read back to you. What fun!
21. Love.
Even if it’s unreciprocated. It’s an experience.
22. Read Plato’s Republic.
Ah, the basis of modern civilizations. And if you know anything about Plato’s views of the soul, this will also be very interesting. Long, but interesting. You gotta love Plato.
23. Own a cat.
They’re freaking awesome, what can I say? British Shorthairs are precious.
24. Listen to “Tubular Bells” by Mike Oldfield.
This is a good song to create art to, especially mandalas. Parts of it may freak you out because it goes from very soft and soothing in some parts to very loud and jagged in others, but it’s really interesting.
25. Watch “Armageddon.”
The classic American corny movie. You have to love corny movies. “Armageddon” takes the cake. (“I’m Bruce Willis Man!”)
26. Participate in a chatroom discussion.
Man, it’s too bad Yahoo! chat took down their teen chats. They were freaking hilarious. Really, if you can find a chatroom in which there are dozens of teenagers, go in there and be a complete arrogant jerk. It’s really fun. Just be whomever you want to be. It’s the internet, after all.
27. Play this game.
Live life any way you want. Make any choices you want and see where they get you. Be good, be bad. Be in between. Get married. Stay single. Do drugs. Take risks. It’s really fun.
28. Be an organ donor.
This is less of an experience and more of a thing you should just do in case you die prematurely. Think of the good your heart can do after you die, for example, if you donate it. Your kidneys, liver, lungs, and pancreas, too. Think of all the people you could help. Just do it.
29. Go overseas.
Take a vacation! See the world! I recommend Stockholm, but it’s the only place I’ve really been oversees. It’s great, though. Expose yourself to the world (not that way, sickos! You’ll get arrested that way!).
30. Read George Orwell’s 1984.
Good book.
31. Listen to “Let It Be” by The Beatles.
It’s a good song. Really. Listen to it when you’re feeling down. Sing along. You’ll cry, but you’ll feel better. At least, that’s my experience.
32. Ride a rollercoaster.
Oh my, is this fun! Take your hands off the bars and scream all you want. It’s freeing.
33. Learn Flash.
This is just a dinky little thing I put on here because I myself have learned it and I think it’s really fun to use and another medium through which to be weird. Do it!
34. Read Plato’s Apology.
This is, what experts believe, Plato’s recording of what Socrates said at his trial to be put to death. Very interesting. Moving, too.
35. Have a sleepover.
It doesn’t matter your gender, just do it at some point in your life! You won’t regret it. It’s really fun if you’ve got good friends.
36. Fall in absolute love with a class.
Know what it feels like to look forward to a class every single day! It really feels good.
37. http://www.angryalien.com/.
Watch classic movies redone in 30 seconds. With animated bunnies. I recommend “Jaws” and “Titanic” personally. Very funny.
38. Take a philosophy class.
Learn about some ancient thinkers! It will open your mind, really.
39. Listen to any Deep Forest.
You know what Deep Forest is? Well, their first CD featured African Pygmy singers and their songs set to modern, techno beats. Sound strange? Actually, it’s really, really good. Their other CDs are good as well, but I recommend the first, entitled “Deep Forest.” Different, but good.
40. Go to a drag show.
Ah, what fun. This can be real eye-opening for the open-minded among us here in Idaho who feel, out of sheer lack of exposure, that other liberally-minded people do not exist in the state. Appreciate the fun. Appreciate the diversity. And go in drag, it’s fun!
41. Watch http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k7hsQA3wo3Q.
Get a perspective on where you stand in the grand scheme of things. Puts your ego in its place, I think.
42. Listen to “Fitter, Happier” by Radiohead.
Listen to the lyrics and combine it with the music itself. Very intense. At least, I think so.
43. Read Shakespeare’s Hamlet.
I consider this the classic Shakespearean play. If you can, get a bunch of Shakespeare nerds to read it aloud with you, each of you picking a character. It’s just a good play.
44. Experience the political hilarity of Capitol Steps.
Whether you like politics or not, the group Capitol Steps is hilarious! They take old songs and put new lyrics to the music, making fun of current political issues (both Democrat and Republican). They love Bush. Really, they’re very funny. Give them a try sometime.
45. Listen to comedian Brian Regan.
I’m not big on comedians. I’ve never really found another I’ve liked except for this guy. I don’t know if it’s because it’s my kind of humor or what, but I really like him. Very funny.
46. Get caught up in the moment.
Whatever it is, let yourself go. Pretend there are no consequences for once and just see what happens. Whether it brings regret or not later, you will not have regretted it in that split second of time.
47. Listen to “Jupiter” by Gustav Holst.
I think this is the best of the planets. It’s just a fun piece of music. I don’t know what exactly it is I like about it, but I like it a lot. For some reason I feel that I’d heard it very early on in my childhood.
48. Watch http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/351568.
It isn’t the best-animated piece of Flash by far, and it is a clock movie (if you know who the clocks are; you may like them or hate them), but it’s got a really touching message to it, I think. I think it’s something we all need to remind ourselves of daily. I think it’s sweet.
49. Get tested for your aptitudes.
Get tested to see what you’re naturally good at. I did this a couple years ago at this institute thingy over in Seattle and, aside from being fun (what can I say, I like tests), I thought it was really informative. It might help you choose a career if you’re having trouble with that kind of thing, too.
50. Ice skate.
Ha, last one. I put this on here because not only is it a fun thing to do but it’s also an activity that, while participating in it, you can let your mind wander to whatever you want. It’s a good “thinking” activity.
There. Hope you likey!
79¢
This little doodad is fun. You can tell the “gender” of whatever you write by copying and pasting what you want to analyze into the little box. I had a lot of fun with this thing today, especially when I copied and pasted my entire list of blogs (all 500-some-odd of them) into the box.
The verdict?
It’s a boy!
Total male score: 156,151
Total female score: 107,073
All months were predominantly male except for July 2007. I have no idea why I was girly that month.
Yeah, I’m bored. How could you tell?
Friends with fins
And my third attempt at keeping a living creature alive on my own is…another fish!
Actually, it’s two fish! And they’re celestial goldfish, which mean they look like this.
And they’re freaking awesome!
And I can’t stop using exclamation points!!
Anyways, on to more serious business: what the world should I name these guys? Possible options I’ve thought of so far include:
~Rosencrantz and Guildenstern
~Coefficient Alpha and Chi Square (tests and measurements stuff, don’t ask)
~Rousseau and Voltaire
~Plato and Socrates
~Pearson R and Spearman’s Rho (more tests and measurement stuff)
~Lewis and Clark
~Freud and Jung
Help me name my ichthyoids!
I’m getting rather tired of your language, Mr. Asterisk.
So it occurred to me today that I never posted what I would pick on those little choice thingies I gave you guys on the fourth. So here are my answers (plus short justifications. I say “short” because you all know me, I could go on for reams).
Choice set 1
Option A: You are shown your future at a certain point in time (say, at age 40), and you have no way of changing it no matter what choices you make.
Option B: You are shown the same point in your future and you are given no hints as you how you got there.
After much deliberation, I choose option A on this one. I personally think that it would be worse to see a point in your future and have no hints as to how you got there then to see the same point and no that, no matter what you do, you will get to that point. Heck, if it’s a good point, then if you choose option A, you can do whatever you want in life until that point in time and still get to that point. If the point in time is good and you choose option B, you will be deliberating with yourself over every single choice you make in life, wondering which option will get you to that point. Wouldn’t that suck?
Choice set 2
Option A: You will never be able to trust anyone again.
Option B: You will never be able to be trusted again.
Option A, easily. I don’t really need much of an explanation for this, I think. I know I’m trustworthy. I don’t believe much that other people are. I can trust myself, and therefore I would rather have other people be able to trust me as well.
Choice set 3
Option A: Be completely left in the dark when it comes to others’ opinions about you (they can’t tell you, etc.)
Option B: Know everything (both good and bad) everyone’s ever said about you behind your back.
Option B. I know for a fact that there have been a lot of bad things said about me behind my back, but I would much rather know everything (including the good and the bad) that people vocalize about me than not get any feedback at all. Where’s the fun in that? If you’re going to hate me, freaking tell me.
Choice set 4
Option A: Never have the capacity to love.
Option B: Never be able to be loved.
I choose option B. I would much rather love without it being reciprocated than to have someone chasing me around saying they love me with me all the while unable to feel the love back. With option B you can fantasize all you want, anyway.
There ya go!
Rah-rah-random!
I…
…have doubled my blog views since May 17, 2007 (I’m up to 8,000-some-odd now)
…am lonely.
…have no idea what to do for Halloween. Well, I know I want to dress up, but I don’t know what to go as. I was kind of thinking drag, but I’m not sure.
…think my tattoo shall be the equation for a Pearson r correlation coefficient!
…really wish I could dance well.
…have listened to my audio copy of Candide about twenty times now.
…just got a really cool idea for a Flash set to a really awesome song!
…shall end this blog with a “hooray.”
Hooray!
A blog? Egads, why?!
Seriously. I’ve been having the strangest dreams lately, and all but the last one involved some sort of struggle and/or death. Let me illustrate:
Dream 1: in which my mom has a boyfriend and all he does is sleep
This dream involved some sort of strange scenario in which my mom was dating some guy who did nothing but sleep in this little cottage of his. I don’t remember much fro this dream (seeing as how it’s been awhile since this dream occurred) but I remember some sort of significant struggle in the rain. It was weird.
Dream 2: in which everyone I know comes into my dorm room and commits suicide
The strange thing was, I was completely calm about it. Over the course of a day I kept going in and out of my room in McConnell and found each time that one of my friends had been taken away by ambulance after attempting suicide. My mom, too. I just remember having these calm conversations regarding suicide with each person in this hallway with a lot of fountains before each person went about it. Strange.
Dream 3: in which I engage in a tremendous struggle with my alarm clock and bees
This was a few nights ago. I had this alarm clock and I couldn’t get the buzzer to turn off to save my life. I was hitting it with stuff, throwing it, stomping on it…I just couldn’t get it to turn off. Finally I dumped some water over it and it finally went off. Then, while my mom and I were standing there and these bees came up and started attacking us. I tried the water, but that didn’t subdue them. I woke up soon after that.
Dream 4: in which a hypothetical swimming pool is never found and my friends and I do weird things
Ah, now this one I can give you details on, had it last night. My mom and I are in the car, our destination being some big swimming pool/center that we had been wanting to go to for some time. We found the parking lot but it was full, so we drove down this dirt road to find a different parking lot that was not so much a parking lot but a gravel driveway under a plastic hood thing. We parked the car there and the woman running the tollbooth (for lack of a better word) told us that we could only park the car there for eight hours—any longer and there would be a $150 fine. I told my mom that we were just going swimming; we wouldn’t be parked there for more than two hours so we didn’t have to worry.
So somehow, after this, the dream transitions and I’m no longer with my mom but sitting in this kind of carnival place with Matt and a couple other people I don’t know. From what I recall, Matt was slightly pissed at everyone there because they were giving him crap about something. Then it shifted again and I was up in this huge block thing in the sky, like a giant form of one of those light bulb signs they have underneath the Best Western sign. It was this huge thing, and there were a bunch of people (including me) in it and we were apparently acting as the bulbs. I remember thinking that this was a major test of skill, and if you were to mess up you would be kicked out of the block and fall to the ground below.
Then it shifted again. I was out of the cube, and it was dark outside. Now I was in this car with Sean and a bunch of his friends. For some reason, Sean had his shirt off the whole time (ooh, racy!) and we were all at the Taco Bell drive-thru just kind of sitting in the car not doing anything. It was strange because I didn’t know any of his friends, but it was fun, too.
then finally, I end up back at the “parking lot” with my mom. It’s lighter out than it was when I was with Sean, but when I look at my watch it says 9:30, which meant that we were an hour and a half past our eight-hour limit of staying there for free. My mom was all upset about the fine, so I said without really meaning it that I would pay it. She said, “that would be nice.” I wasn’t expecting that reply.
Hmm. When I was thinking about typing this list, the prominent themes running through all of them were both water and struggle. Now I realize that each dream involved my mom. Freud would have something to say, indeed. Though I do think the water’s a prominent thing, though. It’s said that water in dreams represents strong emotions. The fact that locating said water in these dreams had become increasingly difficult must say something. Hidden or repressed emotions, perhaps?
Who knows. I should stop analyzing my own dreams.
What the man who discovered handheld black holes said: “I have the hole whorled in my hands!”
Hurrah for homecoming! I love seeing my old elementary school and high school. ‘Tis fun. Though I think I annoyed the crap out of the clarinet section by the end of the day, because every time I got a glimpse of the high school I was all, “holy crap there’s Moscow High School I went there and was in the band yay!!” Sorry, guys.
And I wish Idaho would have scored earlier in the game—I would’ve gotten hold of those little ribbon things they shoot from the boxes in the ceiling earlier and would have been decked out even dorkier than I was. What fun boredom + ribbons can be!
Yeah, boring blogs. Deal with it!
A man sent ten puns to ten friends hoping that they would cause a laugh. No pun in ten did.
Today = good day. As far as I know, I have all A’s in my classes so far. And the drag show tonight was awesome, I thought all the performers rocked.
And so did Matt, Aneel (with his mono, haha) and Amy. Glad you see you guys there!
Hooray! Tomorrow’s gonna be looooooooooong…
Watch out for the maelstrom!
AAAAAAAH SO MANY TESTS!
But these comics = yay!
These were the ones that amused me greatly.
http://www.xkcd.com/236/ New plan for late-night runs to WinCo!
http://www.xkcd.com/316/
http://www.xkcd.com/162/ Aww…
http://www.xkcd.com/284/
http://www.xkcd.com/18/ This had me laughing more than it probably should have.
http://www.xkcd.com/276/ Haha, ouch.
http://www.xkcd.com/193/
http://www.xkcd.com/314/ This guy is so freaking me. Especially nowadays, good lord.
Fun!
Schedule-riffic!
All right then, people. I have my spring ’08 schedule all planned out already, and assuming I don’t find any better alternatives or my advisor advises me otherwise, this is how it’s going down next January-May:
MWF:
9:30-10:20—Statistical Analysis (Stat 401)
11:20-12:20—Developmental Psychology (Psyc 305)
12:30-1:20—Psychology of Emotion (Psyc 456)
1:30-2:20—Sample Survey Methods (Stat 422)
TR:
9:30-10:45—History of Modern Psychology (Phil 321)
11:00-12:15—Introduction to Symbolic Logic (Phil 202)
12:30-1:45—Concert Band (MusA 321)
3:30-4:45—Sensation and Perception (Psyc 444)
What fun! And I’ll probably add a directed study in there, too.
I never thought I’d see the word “fuzzification” used in a published scientific journal
I hate Signal Detection Theory and it hates me!
I seriously have nothing to say today. Worked on my psychology assignment. Read the word “fuzzification” in a published, peer-reviewed journal. Had a good laugh. Worried about my tests on Thursday.
Blah! Forgive this boring blog. They’ve been generally good lately, though, right?
Whisper me sweet nothings and I’ll beat you over the head with this tuning fork!
So apparently, I’m like the only person who had a good day today. But you know what? Screw it, I haven’t had a good day in weeks. I get this moment!
So rejoice! Here are reasons why today was good:
I love my philosophy teacher. He’s just such a philosophy teacher. His hair’s always messed up, all his long-sleeve shirts are almost worn through at the elbows, and his pants are always, like, two inches too short. I think he knows this, though, because 98% of the time his socks are color-coordinated with his shirt. The coolness factor of that alone makes me long to be a philosophy major, so there’s not much more I can say.
The lights went off in band! The lights went off in band!
I am an essay machine. Seriously, I think I should start selling these bad boys on the internet with really ambiguous and downright naughty titles. Like my essay on Freud’s The Interpretation of Dreams could be entitled The Phallus in the Rough: Oh It’s There, You Just Have to Find It.
I have an A in math. And no, you don’t have to go check, I already have—hell has indeed frozen over.
Actually, I have an A in everything.
As I explained briefly to Matt earlier, today I feel this overwhelming, unbridled love for all humanity that I haven’t felt for weeks—hell, months. It must be the Aquarian in me.
I’ve declared that I shall be giving free lap dances to whomsoever inquires until this mood subsides. And hey, who knows when that will be, so best get crackin’!
Claude tried out his new outfit in full tonight. He looks smokin’.
Oh yay!
Holycrapholycrapholycrapholycrap, guess what?!
The spring ’08 schedule is up on the Registrar page! And you know what that means…
Obsessive planning!
This is what I’ve been looking forward to since I got this semester’s plan all figured out (what was that, March?). I love planning. Love it, love it, love it.
Ooh! And I got some new clothes for Claude: jeans (that fit—aren’t too long or too big around the waist, what an accomplishment!), a new shirt, and a coat/hoodie thingy. And a necklace. Hooray! He’s really hot.
(holycrapspringscheduleyay!)
Letting go
You know what emotion drives me nuts? Anger.
There’s an irrationality to it that I can’t accept, even when I probably should (and probably need to). I mean really, it’s a very irrational and illogical emotion. Of course, of course, there is a practical purpose for it; it is a heightened state of arousal that is very necessary when one’s life is threatened by another and served a purpose back in the time when we had to defend our territories and ourselves and mates from the intrusions of others. But nowadays, it’s not as important as it used to be. Please note, this is my opinion. Feel free to disagree.
You ask, “so are you angry?”
Well, of course, since I’m writing this blog on anger.
But I’ve come to realize something about myself: as much as I’ve thought of myself as a person who holds grudges and who is a spiteful when crossed, I now think differently. Really, how irrational is anger? It won’t change anything; it won’t allow you to go back in time to a point before, say, your ego was deflated, you were robbed, you were used, you were violated in some way, you were double-crossed, etc. I guess it allows for you to emote in some way, but don’t you think there are better and more productive ways to get out frustration?
I’m finding it difficult to hold onto anger, at least when it involves singled-out people (when I’m angry about generalized people, like people who don’t know how to freaking walk in a timely and courteous manner, it’s a different story). It takes too much effort and is really, when you think about it, stupid.
Get over it. Move on. That’s the best way to deal with it, I think. It’s so irrational and unproductive. Life…it just shouldn’t be taken that way.
Let it go. Just let it go.
Right- or left-brained?
http://info.break.com/static/live/v1/pages/brain/brain.html
Could not for the life of me see her spinning clockwise. Must be pretty left-brained!
Hypothetical questions of loooooooooooooove!
“A plethora of options! But you still have to choose.”
“Does that make them true options, then?”
“Of course it does!”
“But you’re given a set number of things from which you are to make your selection. Aren’t true options boundless and without constraint?”
“Perhaps. But then, don’t people have boundless options even when there is a constraint? I could give a person the options of “yes” and “no” and they can choose to go on a cruise instead. It doesn’t mean it will happen, it doesn’t mean they chose, but they still were able to exercise their freedom.”
“Shouldn’t we save this for a later discussion?”
“How do you mean?”
“I mean I think you should GET TO THE POINT OF THE BLOG!”
Here is a series of hypothetical questions for you all. I’ve provided sets of answers (choices, rather, since none of them answer anything, assuming there was something to answer in the first place, other than the direct question…agh, shut UP!) for you all to choose from. Have fun. And indulge me in your answers, if you like. Curiosity. Some, at least for me, are easier to answer than others. But that probably means I haven’t looked at them from all angles yet.
Option A: You are shown your future at a certain point in time (say, at age 40), and you have no way of changing it no matter what choices you make.
Option B: You are shown the same point in your future and you are given no hints as you how you got there.
Option A: You will never be able to trust anyone again.
Option B: You will never be able to be trusted again.
Option A: Be completely left in the dark when it comes to others’ opinions about you (they can’t tell you, etc.)
Option B: Know everything (both good and bad) everyone’s ever said about you behind your back.
Option A: Never have the capacity to love.
Option B: Never be able to be loved.
Bah. I had about three more, but I can’t remember them. I shall post them when they come back into my head. But with sufficient thought, I think these shall suffice for a while.
Wee.
The One Hundred Word Blog with a Ten Word Title
“Mars is out tonight,” the lion says.
“Oh?” asks the blind beetle. “What does it look like?”
“Remember the colors you saw before you lost your sight? Now condense all those colors into a little pinpoint and put it in the corner of a black canvas. That’s what it looks like.”
“It must be incredible.” The beetle pauses. “What does the sunrise in the morning look like?”
“Like those same colors,” the lion replies, “only expanded across the sky. And they shine like the reflection of the light on your shell.”
“Lion?” says the beetle. “I’m glad you’re my eyes.”
An exercise in self-exploration
Exercise in self-exploration (suitable for grades 7-college):
Write down all your guilty pleasures. Then read them and realize how weird you really are.
Example for the class:
My guilty pleasures include…
~Having 7+ items on my taskbar at once and going through them (while knowing what each one is and at what point in time I am in for each activity), chuckling with glee as I bask in the awesomeness of my ability to multitask.
~Analyzing my dreams, Freudian style!
~Planning. Everything. Down to the second.
~Being spontaneous. Then realizing that I’d planned whatever it was all along. All of it. Down to the second.
~Surfing around on eBay (I do this way too much)
~On MySpace, going to all my friends’ friends’ pages, then branching off from theirs, and on and on until I reach people in Uzbekistan (true story) in my never-ending quest to find interesting blogs to read.
~Tests and Measurements.
~Fantasizing about everything and anything. I spend a lot of time up in my head, if you don’t already know.
~Reading fan fiction.
~Listening to “O Magnum Mysterium” on full volume in my dorm room with the lights off. It is now a nightly ritual.
~Pretending I’m cool.
~Pretending I’m funny.
~Pretending other people think I’m cool and funny.
Eggs! Everywhere! MAKE IT STOP!
Nick, you freaking Nostradamus.
Man, I don’t know how you did it, but you somehow told the future (unless, of course, you were somehow involved, in which case this blog title and the body of the blog following it are rendered meaningless).
Back story: earlier today once I got off school I was talking to Nick over Messenger. He says something to the effect of, “now that I’m twenty, I should have special powers. Like being able to predict the future.” Then, jokingly, he says, “I predict that there will be a fire tonight!”
What happened: so I’m sitting in my room tonight at 11:30, just minding my own business, when suddenly I hear this awful buzzing noise which, after about five seconds, I realize is the fire drill. I’m in my pajamas at this point and my room is a disaster area, so it takes me about two minutes to find my coat and my keys and drag my butt outside.
Turns out there was a fire, but this fire was from a burning pan of Spam down in the kitchen, started by none other than our hall president.
Yeah. So that’s why the entire population of McConnell was standing out in the street at 11:30 tonight: freaking Spam.
Nick, you’re amazing with your predictions. Now tell me, will I get a 4.0 all through college?
And happy birthday man, by the way. You’re freaking awesome.
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