Monday, September 27, 2004

Dude!
It's like some sort of miracle. Laptop works, desktop doesn't.

Comment Commentary

Shin- Sadly, I don't remember much of Rocko, so we're at a standstill. :/

Ben- *has the first two in mint condition, albeit opened* :)

Godel- I thank Calvin in Hobbes for teaching me that large heads + spacing through panels = humor.

Aleia- Yeah, let's go with that. :P *doesn't want to explain*

Aleia- You are forgiven.

Solo- *revels in the glory of his ancestor*

Syk- God dammit, those are Catholic halos!

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..Yeah. Our phone and DSL lines have been acting funky, with static and slow connections and stuff like that. Today I came home and nothing would connect.. Needless to say, for the sake of Teh SillyCircus, I was afraid. Just ten minutes ago my brother pitched the idea of using the laptop.. Bless his little heart.

Now on to the bulk of the post.

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In retrospect, I don't think I had a very good day. Nothing interesting happened in class, though due to a few things that were said I was in a rather bad mood for most of the day. It sort of wore off by journalism- either that or I was kept too occupied to really care about it. After fixing a few things on the damned fashion column, and defragging yet another floppy drive, the teacher's daughter and their close family friend were writing up a yearbook page layout. Interested to see what they were messing up on, I leaned over and found that they only had one page for art again. Last year all of the art was either so pixely it was an eyesore or too small to even recognize (My submission was a hint of both). I pointed that out, they got rather defensive, and I simply walked away. Later, I heard one of them saying something along the lines of, "We have to get this chart done! We're running the yearbook, after all."

What. The. Hell.

I was the one who sat at that computer for hours on end after school, freezing cold because the janitor turned off the heater, tweaking every detail, fixing every typo, uploading every picture and this year they're the ones in charge because of all the work they did last year.

Well good for them. I hope they have a nice time being put in a blender and being used as Satan's shampoo (he uses it in places other than his head). *cough*

I'll still end up doing all of it, and I'm pretty sure they'll get the credit. As usual.

On a nicer note, however, the yearbook representative lady from the Jostens Yearbook company, whom I had only talked to once, ran up to me and said that she was glad I didn't move over the summer. Heh, I didn't expect her to even recognize me. That was cool.

We're now, what, a week past the deadline with almost one half of the thing put together. Great.

But now, to break that depressing, unnecessarily angsty commentary, I think I'll talk a little bit about my progress in Devil May Cry.
I have recently made a ton of headway in the game, and much to my content I didn't need to beg Azure for secrets (in the past couple of days). I picked up the final weapon, which is spiff-o-licious, and got into the underworld. I must say, I never really expected DMC to get as creepy as it gets. It's all very surreal by mission nineteen, in a beautifully artistic yet disturbing way. The enemies are getting really, really eerie as well. I'm starting to wonder if this is what Silent Hill is like to play..

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Pixar's upcoming (and last?) Disney movie, The Incredibles, really hasn't floored me yet. The character desigs are rather weak, I think (Grr, I hate that little kid), but the humor itself seems spot-on. While Finding Nemo's trailers didn't really get me to laugh, I found myself giggling (in a very masculine way, of course) at a few of the gags. I'm sure I will end up seeing it, possibly just so I can compare it to Finding Nemo and Monsters, Inc. on mO.

Heh heh.

It's not like I'm that much of a Disney fan, really. I guess I like a few Pixar movies, but for the most part I don't look back on, say, Bambi or Beauty and the Beast with such fondness as some people do. Pixar's movies are my favorites, partially because the humor isn't all aimed at small children, but I mostly admire them for their visual expertise. The scene where the Incredible dad guy (I forget his name) is landing on the forest-laden island looks pretty jaw-dropping.

Hm, now I'm tempted to make a rant about Pixar movies some more. Oh well, I guess that will have to wait. Time's almost up.

Teh SillyCircus Day 43- Look, ma, no wires!
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