Wednesday, August 11, 2004

Heeheehee!
lol. I couldn't resist the temptation. Now I can actually call my page unique. ^_^

(note: This may not show up on some browsers, so in case you don't know what's going on, I've put the scrollbar on the left side of my page and the menu on the right.)


EDIT: I won't be keeping my page like this for too long, because of the punctuation errors it's causing. You can't tell me it's not pretty neat, though. :P
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Whoo!
I'm writing this at midnight, so bear with me on any errors that mihgt occur now right.

I just got back from a concert in a neighboring town with my all-time favorite band, Blindside, and I'll tell you - seeing your favorite songs being played in person by their artists kicks hearing it on a CD's ass.

Alongside Blindside were Me Without You - possibly a new favorite - and The Kick - possibly the biggest hypocrites I've ever seen.

I suppose The Kick's music was ok, if you're into punk (I'm not, so they didn't thrill me), but they would talk about stripping girls naked and how faith does one no good, and then ... claim to be a Christian band.

Hm. Well guys, let's see what God, the author and perfector of Christianity's faith has to say about that one.

Some people would also diss on their cussing, but those people have still failed to realize that cussing is not at all a sin (I may go into that at some further date), so I don't mind that they say "Do you still believe that shit?" Except that they're talking about, well, faith.

Anyway, it was an otherwise excellent concert (at least as far as the three decibals that my eardrums can now only pick up are concerned). I'll post this up tomorrow at the library, so maybe I'll go to sleep now.
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Friday, August 6, 2004

Maybe that's where they hibernate...
Today my sister and I went to some park to help my dad do some catering thing. It wasn't as boring as I thought it would be, since I got to fill in any free time I had eating ribs. ^_^

There was one lady there who asked us if she could eat the garnish (which she did). Go figure.

But the strangest thing there was one of the trash cans. See, the event was held under a brick building thing (what it's called escapes me), and at both entrances were two trash barrels. At the front entrance, one of the barrels had the catchy phrase "Pitch In" on the front of it, and on each side was painted...a squirrel.

This really started to get to me, as I couldn't figure out for the life of me why they had a picture of a squirrel on the side of something that has nothing to do with squirrels.

At first, I wondered if this was a trash can meant for squirrels' use only, since there was only one squirrel can. But that was obviously not the answer since it was just as tall as all the other barrels, instead of an accomodating squirrel size. Then I wondered if, since this was a park, it was a place for people to throw away the dead squirrels that they found on the ground.

Now, this was a much more plausible possibility than you would think. Have you ever wondered why you hardly ever see any dead animals in the forest? It's because other animals come and eat them usually before anyone has a chance to see them. But in a park the only animals are squirrels, who eat acorns. So what happens to the dead squirrels when they fall out of trees? Squirrel cans.

But when I looked into the barrel, it just had everyday trash in it (which, at least in Kansas, does not include squirrels).

So the squirrel mystery remains veiled. Tell your family, tell your friends, and if anyone can figure this one out, drop me a line.
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Thursday, August 5, 2004

Use semicolons whenever you want. Nobody knows where they go, anyway.
I just got back from St. Louis a few days ago. Apparently, my sister and my dad had been talking about her and me going with him on a business trip, and had cleverly kept it behind my back until the night prior, when I was told to pack my bags and be ready to go the next day.

After long hours of driving we finally made it to the city, where we spent another thirty minutes lost on the way to the hotel (apparently, the people that built the highways decided that they should go straight from exit 18 to exit 20). We ended up somewhere on the edge of Illinois, but I at least got to add another name to the roster of states I've been to.

I'm not sure why my sister wanted to go in the first place, seeing that all we did, as she knew would happen, was sit in the hotel room and puree our brains in front of the TV.

We did go to some giant arcade on our last day there with the rest of the managers and directors, though (don't be surprised. They wouldn't have gone had the place not served alchohol). I ended up getting about 2200 tickets, which I redeemed for a car CD holder (we needed one), a cool computer mouse, and a surprisingly entertaining magnet set. I could've gotten a stuffed Oscar the Grouch instead of the mouse, but I knew I would've ended up throwing it in my closet; which would be a shame, because Oscar is a pretty cool guy.
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Saturday, July 31, 2004

I wonder what dragon meat tastes like...
I finally got my library card just a minute ago, so now I can get on as a user, not a guest. It's very satisfying.

I also forgot to mention last time that I got a Nintendo 64 from a guy who was helping us move. He said that all it did now was collect dust ever since he got an Xbox, so he offered to send it up to Kansas when we got there. It's got quite a few games, notably Majora's Mask, and a helluva rumble pak/giant memory card. Makes me feel powerful.

Not much else going on up here, so now I'm going to look for a good walkthrough.
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Tuesday, July 27, 2004

About the previous post
I typed that a few days ago, but it turns out I couldn't post it because our internet won't work unless we use long-distance access numbers, so I had to wait until I had an opportunity to go to the library, which I ended up spending probably a couple hours walking around town looking for, before I could post it. All's well, though, because now when we move into our new home, my dad and sister have got nothing on me as to why we shouldn't get cable internet. I am invincible.
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See what I did in the introduction? Much easier.
Sorry for not posting in so long, but you know why I didn't? I'm in Kansas. We finally moved.

And damn, am I glad to not have it hanging in the back of my mind -- sort of. Right now we're just renting a small house for a month or so until we can find a permanent one, so we still can't do much of anything cool to or in the house because we'll be out of it soon, anyway. More specifically, this means I can't hook us up with hi-speed internet, something I've been aching to do ever since I saw how cheap it can be (when we're already paying $30 a month for AOL, there's just no reason not to get Verizon for the same price or maybe a little more).

We left on Tuesday, two days later than planned, and got to Searcy, Arkansas, that night. After that, it was another day of driving and small-talking on our walkie-talkies (with two moving trucks and a suburban going through some heavy traffic, we wouldn't have gotten ten miles without them). We boarded up in a hotel that night in Joplin, Missouri. The next day we had only three hours left to drive, but they seemed to linger and somehow last longer than any of the other drives. Oh well, we got there.

I think the first time I actually realized that we were, in fact, leaving Ruston for good was when we had just entered Kansas and all of its glorious flatness (you could see for miles. I just loved it ^_^). I was looking across the unfamiliar landscape and thought that this, instead of the constant trees I was so used to, was what I was going to see when travelling to neighboring towns or something along those lines. I was just kind of struck by the pangs of reality, and I can't really decide whether I was more incredibly happy or inevitably sad. Still, we're better off here than we would be in Louisiana.

Our new house is pretty nifty. Three bedrooms, two bathrooms; it suits me just fine. Especially my room. I don't know why, there's absolutely nothing interesting about it, but I really, really like my room. It's probably some strange subliminal thing about how all my stuff fits in there and how it all looks in relation to each other: blue bed, tan and dark blue papasan chair, brown dresser, everything just seems to come together right in my head. Maybe the feng shui fairy sprinkled some fried rice in my eyes, allowing me to see the excellent chi flow I'm apparently producing. *shrug*

School doesn't start here until August 26, and I'm afraid that I haven't heard anything good about the high school my sister and I are going to attend. Absolutely everyone we've talked to about it says it's really clique-ish. I'll tell you, that's just something that I really, really hate. I wish some people would simply grow up and realize that we're not twelve years old anymore. I had been thinking that I could get away from that mentality this summer now that I'm about to be a freshman and out of junior high. I guess I'll have to get in there myself and teach them a good lesson in Southern manners. ~_^

As I had said before, we're now in Ottawa, Kansas, and I'm starting to become fairly paranoid, considering that Comments (2) | Permalink