tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33299242011-09-17T08:45:54.850-05:00Highway Polerand: Matlock Expressway"What does a yellow light mean?"Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.comBlogger2541100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-1097967042455814242004-10-16T17:47:00.000-05:002004-10-16T17:55:48.063-05:00Construction: Part 1Well look at this, Blogger has gotten all fancy. I'm liking this. It's been a while, but I think I can use it for a nice exit ramp from time to time to time.
Still settling in, as such.Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-937387462003-05-04T01:47:00.000-05:002004-10-16T17:57:07.710-05:00DetourHighway Polerand is now found here thanks to Chuck (which you could probably figure out from the domain name).
This blog will now be known as the Matlock Expressway. Enjoy.Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-936376612003-05-02T01:22:00.000-05:002004-10-16T17:58:03.426-05:00DammitHave I told you, lately, how much I hate Blogger? Just lost ANOTHER post. And I'm going to blame blogger for it because today was REALLY frustrating with the school's network crapping out THREE times for half an hour +, and lots of other crap. And now, immediately after losing my post due to a freak IE crash, blogger is unreachable! DAMMIT.
This is not the way to start a new month. Especially Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-935524652003-04-30T15:40:00.000-05:002004-10-16T17:59:09.780-05:00OwwwSo you see, as I was sitting down about to watch 10 minutes of World's Strongest Man competition before I had to rush off to literature, I banged my elbow right on the corner of my desk. Maybe it hit the "funny bone" -- I don't know. It did hurt like Hell, and right now, it still hurts a bit. And it's red. And and and.
Last night, what did I do? I played HALO with other students on the LAN from Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-934456912003-04-28T23:34:00.000-05:002004-10-16T18:00:15.213-05:00Sym CityOne of my favorite Super Nintendo games, aside from the obligatory Final Fantasy IV (VI in Japan, hence VII on Playstation and since then U.S. and Japan have been on the same track), was Sim City. It was better than the computer version my dad owned (still has it somewhere, I'm sure) because it was in color! Yes, color is better. Fun times, until it was stolen.
But that really has nothing to do Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-933296872003-04-27T01:17:00.000-05:002004-10-16T18:02:29.496-05:00BlueMinus "da be dee, da ba di" repeated ad naseum. You see --
Let me interrupt this scheduled post to complain about some jerkweed who just started a movie in the "lobby" or whatever it is you'd call the central room of a floor shared by a bunch of "adult" teenaged males. And, although I want to say "He must be deaf because the volume is cranked up loud enough that it vibrates my toes on extended Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-932205432003-04-24T23:12:00.000-05:002004-10-16T18:03:24.033-05:00NiFirst off, I'd just like to say I'm really pissed off right now. Really pissed off. I just wrote up this huge post and stuff and it disappeared. I had copied it, tried posting it to no avail and then tried waiting patiently and pasting it in TextEdit to save. No go. Instead it pasted some link that I did copy to make up my full post, but I should have copied over after I finished the post. Damn Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-930035192003-04-21T16:04:00.000-05:002004-10-16T18:04:10.366-05:00BuddyWell, Thursday I have a funeral to go to. I've certainly been to my fair share already, but I'm sort of apprehensive about how it'll go. I forget what they're like, funerals. Hopefully, it's like riding a bike.
The stress increases. I have my third and final manuscript due in two days. Less than 48 hours, even. And today I decided to totally change the direction I was going in because it was tooPolerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-927383502003-04-16T16:24:00.000-05:002004-10-16T18:05:20.416-05:00Huh?Forgetting stuff. It's kind of weird. I can remember an entire conversation I had with a professor. They'll remember (I assume, haha) talking to me, but not the specifics, like I do. I can remember exactly what was said, or at least the meaning, and such. I can remember sounds, colors, clothing, exactly. But I can't remember my cousin's name? A couple of days ago I was lying in bed, and I could Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-926081952003-04-14T16:46:00.000-05:002004-10-16T18:06:09.106-05:00HumI'm feeling random. Today, 86 degrees feels like 87 -- we have heat index, baby! It's a bit hot, enough to make me bust out a Nelly song, but it's better than cold.
Failing Montreal Expos playing in Puerto Rico? (Ed: Still named Montreal Expos as they are still in Montreal and it is an experiment -- they are playing 27 home games in Puerto Rico) Sure enough. As happens many times thanks to poor Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-925220672003-04-13T02:45:00.000-05:002003-04-13T02:45:51.840-05:00Pssst
I know where you sleep.Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-924478032003-04-11T15:09:00.000-05:002003-04-11T15:09:31.653-05:00Dum De
Sometimes, I can really lose patience with my fellow English majors. In class I'll often find myself thinking " ... yeah ... ok ..." when one or another goes off trying to explain the symbolism of a balloon. And of course there are always those ones, and there seems to be a large number of them in the English department, that just don't know when to shut up. Like, the professor will Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-922658432003-04-08T22:37:00.000-05:002003-04-08T22:37:24.716-05:00Angry Gumball
Have you seen those damned angry gumball commercials? Gads. They let anyone graduate these days and then throw tons of money at them to make annoying commercials. It still doesn't beat "Zoom, Zoom, Zoom" but I hear that way too many times. Has anyone seen the commercial for the new movie Confidence? Dustin Hoffman looks so very OLD. Old! Wow. Or how about the pretty new Terminator Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-921750922003-04-07T16:31:00.000-05:002003-04-07T16:31:33.763-05:00As If
Seems Monday's rearing its head again, so I'll just keep to myself for the most part. Got a 93 on my English test. Not too shabby. I did worse on the identification part, but better on the essay part, but worse overall. Blech. An A though. Course, I have a civilization test tomorrow that I'm really dreading. Ugh. Went over my 2nd manuscript in fiction. Got reamed, not surprised. Was reallyPolerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-920756462003-04-05T23:57:00.000-06:002003-04-07T11:24:00.000-05:00In Memory
MBL
9/25/79 -- 4/5/96Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-918587742003-04-02T12:42:00.000-06:002003-04-02T13:04:20.000-06:00Sharing Means ...
Something, something.
Homer: "No T.V. and no beer make something, something."
Marge: "Go Crazy?"
Homer: "Don't mind if I do!" (Number 1, as "Homer Go Crazy")
The Simpson's knows what's wrong with the world, such as:
Grandpa: "... The metric system is the tool of the devil ..." (Number 3, as "Metric System")
Thanks to this guy for those links.
But, what's this? video and Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-915044712003-03-27T15:52:00.000-06:002003-03-27T15:52:19.873-06:00Fiji
In literature, the first or second week of class the professor wrote down a seating chart (of where we were sitting that day). That day I noticed that on the table, in front of my spot, the word "FIJI" was scratched into it. Well, that makes it fairly easy to distinguish where I sit considering it's a long table with few landmarks (due to length). Of course, my spot happens to be in the Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-914451042003-03-26T18:30:00.000-06:002003-03-26T18:30:12.513-06:00Thankfully
Well, I turned in my priority sign-up form and got my contract for housing next year. I was sort of dragging my feet about it because I didn't wanna mess with it really. I didn't know if I'd filled parts out right, and then of course I'd have to hand it to someone. But I put it in my backpack so I could pick a time when the person there was not distracted by others and it tooks Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-912923742003-03-24T12:30:00.000-06:002003-03-24T12:30:31.890-06:00Big Red
Last a little longer with Big Red. Somehow, that commercial jingle popped into my head. Other jingles that reoccur as whistles for me: "Gotta go, gotta go, gotta go right now" for Detrol (bladder thing) and some Hoover song was in my head this morning and is already forgotten. Very annoying. Or, "sometimes you feel like a nut, sometimes you don't. Almond Joy's got nuts, Mounds don't Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-911133702003-03-21T02:48:00.000-06:002003-03-21T02:48:56.233-06:00The Rapists
For $400, Alex. I do enjoy SNL's take on Celebrity Jeopardy. Although it is a shame that they won't be able to do anymore without Will Ferrel. And the best answer ever was, of course, "buck futter." Or "your mom." I'm torn, really.
So, it's 2:16 in the A.M. and I just sort of finished my 2nd manuscript. That little thing I was sort of supposed to be working on during Spring Break, Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-908813532003-03-17T16:39:00.000-06:002003-03-17T16:39:26.856-06:00Grumble Rumble
Little raindrops are hitting my window, thunder is yelling off in the distance, yum. Gentle thunder, so it's good. I'm sitting here at home, now. It's picking up right now. Spring Break is so boring. Many days left. Need to write during some of them. Don't want to do much of anything. Aren't I difficult? Thunder getting louder. As long as the power doesn't go out, I'll be Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-906158162003-03-12T17:38:00.000-06:002003-03-12T17:38:50.043-06:00No, Really
It's 79 degrees right now. Mmm. Today was nice. I rolled up my sleeves and even felt a bit hot from time to time thanks to our friend Mr. Sun. Some friend he is, running out on everybody for months at a time to just pop up and say, "Hey, remember me?" Bah. Which could get me started on another so-called friend ... but I won't let myself be bothered by bullshit at the moment. This Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-905325802003-03-11T11:51:00.000-06:002003-03-11T11:51:06.123-06:00Thumb
What is up with silent letters? B? In the word thumb? Yeah, right, who are you trying to fool?
Sunday -- lots of homework. Little time.
Monday -- some more homework from Sunday. Little time. Had classes. After classes? Nothing. I had nothing I had to do so I did whatever I felt like ... within reason. Laid on my bed and played Escape Velocity: Nova for most of the evening. My legs were Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-904193562003-03-09T16:17:00.000-06:002003-03-09T16:17:12.640-06:00Nothing?
Well, sadly, I won't be posting on anything as lofty as my current blog template, so I will have to resort to posting about nothing at all. My apologies ahead of time.
So I just got back to my dorm room about an hour ago, which is not normal. Normally, I get back here on Saturday evening or afternoon. I had planned on doing just that in fact, and was driving along happily when I Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-902727832003-03-06T19:36:00.000-06:002003-03-06T19:36:31.610-06:00# 3,789
Reasons I'm paranoid - I forgot! Oh crap, it was good. This must be the work of them or maybe they erasing my memory because I was getting close! Bah ...
So, I tried writing a little today. Don't think it went too well, or in the right direction. I'll look over it tomorrow or on the weekend I guess and see if I have to erase everything or whatever. Sigh. If only the crap detector workedPolerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-902116602003-03-05T20:25:00.000-06:002003-03-05T20:25:55.546-06:00Stop That
Or, if you really want to continue, I require a downpayment of your ass. Jerkoff above me is pounding on his floor, which happens to be my ceiling. For some reason I'm watching Ed, which is not my favorite show, but Dave Atell's in it randomlly. He is hilarious. But I'm a bit cranky. I'm sure this comes as a surprise to no one (and that inclues the Martians tapping my phones, phones Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-901477332003-03-04T19:55:00.000-06:002003-03-04T19:57:09.000-06:00Retard
Let me just say, first off, I'm not a big fan of the word "retard." What can I say, the political correctness of America rubs off on me no matter how hard I fight it (I will always call Native-Americans Indians, though, and I will insist upon being called a Welsh-American if it continues to get out of hand but neither here nor there). Just a little foreword ...
I am such a retard. One Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-900714542003-03-03T15:52:00.000-06:002003-03-03T15:52:57.843-06:00Me: 0
Er, that is to say, as in a score, with my score being 0. And that's not a bad thing, it's been raised from the negative! So today in literature we discussed Marianne Moore. It just so happens that the professor has dedicated, as she said, twenty years of her life to studying Ms. Moore. Crap. It was interesting and all, she's an interesting poet, but I never want to be questioned on her Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-900614102003-03-03T12:23:00.000-06:002003-03-03T12:23:11.326-06:00That's What They All Say
They all say doh. And another week begins. Yesterday, I thought about writing on my story. All weekend, in fact, I thought about writing more of my story. But yesterday, I thought about it and then decided, no, I'll do my homework (scribbling on people's manuscript, saying "You suck!"--not really--and such) and then I'll write tomorrow (which would be today, monday) Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-899646832003-03-01T13:49:00.000-06:002003-03-01T13:49:09.153-06:00Parade Rest
So, it's March now. I can't say I'm exactly pleased by that, and I don't know why. Maybe it's the fact that there's only 28 days in Febuary - what a crock. So March snuck up on me. Maybe March will be good. There's March Madness, afterall, but OSU's been screwing up on the court. Oh well, we'll see. Maybe it'll get nice outside. Would have to start by eliminating this grey sky.
Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-899211722003-02-28T15:08:00.000-06:002003-02-28T15:08:44.860-06:00Burn Baby
Ok, so the week is ovah! Thankfully. Yesterday and today, not so bad. Forgot to brush my hair today though because I was scrimped for time. Slept a bit better, a bit earlier, so that was nice. It made me less irritable at least! The ice is melting if not all melted for the most part and the snow is slowly retreated, leaving disgusting mud behind. I have a strong aversion to mud. I'm Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-898199672003-02-26T23:13:00.000-06:002003-02-26T23:13:33.936-06:00Feck-less
Hrm. Anyhow, was slightly annoyed at things earlier. Didn't need a reminder that I can't control a damn thing, but I got one anyhow. Ain't life grand? I'm depressed at the moment. I can feel it, right in the back of my throat, like it's trying to swallow me whole from the inside out. I swallow, it abates, and then comes on seemingly twice as strong (because I've got that good feeling Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-898071012003-02-26T19:07:00.000-06:002003-02-26T19:07:12.246-06:00Fuck
I don't feel like doing a single fucking thing. And I'm all alone.
You suck.Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-897872372003-02-26T12:48:00.000-06:002003-02-26T12:48:02.966-06:00Six
Around 6:30 or so last night I turned on some crickett. Pakistan was playing Holland. Around 12:10 the game ended, 10 overs earlier than it could have ended (the entire Holland side got out, finally). What a crazy game ... but who's crazy if I'm the one who spent 6 hours watching the game? I missed the first 12 overs, too, so it really was a 6 hour game. Games can end either due to time (Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-897303232003-02-25T14:24:00.000-06:002003-02-25T14:24:18.420-06:00Three?!
Three whole posts in one da--oh right, it's Tuesday now. There was a brief bit of sleep in the middle (too brief). Not that sleep was easy to come by last night, oh no! Woke up several times this morning too. Ugh. Had curious dreams. Really wanted to return to curious dreams. Alarm went off. Looking out the window is still like looking out an airplane in the middle of a cloud - straight Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-896749852003-02-24T17:58:00.000-06:002003-02-24T17:58:17.513-06:00Two?!
Two whole posts in one day?! Holy crap Batman! Actually, this might not be a whole post, we'll just see how it turns out. It's still snowing outside, although it's more like tiny ash floating through the air. Still lots and lots of ice around, but there were paths, melty, damp paths. And of course it's super cold, still, and as my father said, more snow is expected! Hurrah. The worst part Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-896565902003-02-24T12:30:00.000-06:002003-02-24T12:30:25.093-06:00The Masses
A post, a post, to please the masses (the masses). Or is it just a few of the multitude? Who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men? The Shadow knows, hahaha. I never should have watched that movie ... oh well, I did. It's cold outside! Yesterday I woke up and looked out the window (without any vision correction, such as glasses/contact or being awake) and noticed that I couldn't Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-894600022003-02-20T16:54:00.000-06:002003-02-20T16:54:36.650-06:00Whoith
"I am slowly going crazy. 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, Switch!
Crazy going slowly am I. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, Switch!"
The Canadians put that in my head. I think I should sue either A) Canada, B) Sharon, Lois, and Bram, C) Elephants. I'm thinking Canada would get off on a technicality and/or it'd be really hard to blame them since they had little to do with the show (or did they?). Sharon, Lois, and Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-893243502003-02-18T14:14:00.000-06:002003-02-18T14:14:02.116-06:00D'oh!
So even though I triple-checked my Group II verbs, I totally missed one that belonged in Group I. Oh well. Didn't do so hot on the test (84). I can live with it. Guess I need to study, study, study! But with languages and math it's always hit or miss with me. I usually make tiny mistakes and it throws everything off. Like the one I just mentioned. Feh. It's quite frustrating. Speaking of Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-892651082003-02-17T16:34:00.000-06:002003-02-17T16:34:30.260-06:00Cool
Blech. So it seems everyone got off for President's Day, but me (no jokes). Had a test bright and early this morning. 40% of it was getting verbs in the right group and then giving their te forms. Easy for me, really. However there was a slight problem. You see, the word for put and get up are the exact same (okimasu) but one belongs to one group and one to another, so their te forms are Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-891111272003-02-14T15:06:00.000-06:002003-02-14T15:06:21.310-06:00Charge!
Just got back from taking my literature test. I wasn't surprised by myself, but I didn't study last night! I watched CSI, played Clan Lord ... a lot, and did about everything I shouldn't have done. Well, not really. Probably a far cry from that. But I didn't study. Maybe I did for like ... 7 minutes. I read the questions, picked out what works in the questions I'd address if that Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-890495822003-02-13T14:21:00.000-06:002003-02-13T14:22:05.000-06:00I Seek
I don't know how many of you out there use the program ICQ but while it is starting up and connecting, it'll give you all these cute little messages that somebody put in rather simply saying in very technical terms (or more likely, rather than putting the effort to have it report exactly what is going on) what it's doing. Well, one such message is this, "Somewhere out there is an ICQ Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-889360122003-02-11T16:33:00.000-06:002003-02-11T16:33:47.760-06:00No Apostrophe
I have been corrected! There is no apsotrophe in St. Marys. I add apostrophe's like mad so it's not a big sur'p'r'ise. (Consider CL joke) And that is the hardest one - it's or its. I know which it should be if I think about it, but how often do I think about what I'm writing? Never some would argue. And dimsum would be right. Some of the time at least. We all have to be right some Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-888611462003-02-10T12:03:00.000-06:002003-02-10T12:03:51.603-06:00Dance Week
It's dance week on my movie desktop calendar. I am so totally thrilled. If there's one thing better than musicals it would have to be movies about dancing. "And by the way, I was being sarcastic." Had difficulty getting to sleep last night. Not worth going into, but it seems I get depressed in the beginning of the week and then as the week progresses I anticipate the weekend and startPolerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-886663892003-02-06T14:57:00.000-06:002003-02-06T14:57:16.120-06:00Vrrr
You may or may not remember (I may or may not have said) that sunday it was a very nice 70 degrees or so. 70! In February. Very nice. Let us count how far away that was. 1, 2, 3, 4 days. Depending on which system of math you're using. Today, it is snowing. Blech. And it's, as always seems to be the case in Oklahoma, weak snow. Wet snow. It melts in like 3 seconds after touching the ground Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-886000392003-02-05T11:57:00.000-06:002003-02-05T11:58:27.000-06:00Part Deux
Japan conquers invisibility. Next up? Gigantic robots.Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-885985042003-02-05T11:24:00.000-06:002003-02-05T12:14:45.000-06:00The Hell?
So sometime yesterday or today I was looking at the back of the Aspirin bottle that's here on my desk next to my bed. I noticed one thing I'd never seen before. "1804 5/03" - sumofabitch there's an expiration date? I guess I probably should have known. So I decided to check out why that was. Interesting. Gads. No huge deal, just slightly annoying. Especially since I decided to smell Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-885488272003-02-04T14:50:00.000-06:002003-02-04T14:50:23.763-06:00Eh?
Fiction was interesting yesterday. We went over the manuscript that was turned in last week, early. She decided that since it was short (same length as mine ... and no jokes!) and there was only one, he could read the whole thing instead of what she'd normally do, which is have the writer read a scene. Here's what I was thinking - "Fuck!!!" I prefer not to read in front of people. EspeciallyPolerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-884827772003-02-03T12:15:00.000-06:002003-02-03T12:15:40.770-06:00And Then?
I was 3 years old when the Challenger exploded. I don't remember it. A few months before that, we were in Florida and I saw a night-time launch from a limestone road outside my grandpa's house. I also don't remember that. And then there was saturday with the Columbia. Very saddening. As someone who grew up after man had already set foot on the moon and who was not shaped by the cold Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-883067682003-01-30T21:58:00.000-06:002003-01-30T21:58:10.696-06:00Whoo!
Fin. I am complete my first manuscript and it is a wave of relief washing over me. Finally! I wrote 7 pages in about 2 and a half to 3 hours. It was quite a good run of writing. It's not all poifect and stuff, and I haven't quite decided on the title (lots of good options) but I'm quite pleased. And anyhow, the whole workshop business is for fixing things anyway, so it would be kinda Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-882484962003-01-29T22:21:00.000-06:002003-01-29T22:21:51.266-06:00You Gotta Have ...
Grug. Been awhile since I last updated. I have felt an enormous pull on my time. I have time, but it's this damned unfinished manuscript making me flip out. I ended up starting over on it yesterday because the story I was writing was ... pure unadulterated crap. Heh. Well, maybe not unadulterated but it wasn't really worth working on much longer. So that's that. And someone Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-880359702003-01-26T00:01:00.000-06:002003-01-26T00:01:39.540-06:00Crapzilla
I somehow crashed IE trying to entertain myself earlier while I was starting a post. Oh well, I lost nothing. And yes, yes, I know, don't write in a browser if you care ... well, I rarely do. And I like to complain. I am a Jeremiah. I will find something to complain about sooner or later. I know what I was writing about, at least. I don't remember the exact things I was saying, but it Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-880181942003-01-25T15:10:00.000-06:002003-01-25T15:10:39.740-06:00Temper?
I really should be doing something else at the moment. A week and two days is when my fiction manuscript is due. A week and two days to do the whole thing as I have done not one bit of it yet. What is the worst thing someone has said to me? Hmm. This is tough. I would say one thing, but I'd rather save that for later. It was a PEAK (thing for kids who are "smart" as demonstrated by high Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-879924252003-01-24T22:21:00.000-06:002003-01-24T22:43:38.000-06:00Heavy
So heavy. She's so? I know so. No, my eyes are loaded down with the worries of a madman. How can I keep my empire? The gauls are approaching. We shall fight again and see if the luck, or the gods are with us. I have been half-asleep sleepy since about 5 o'clock. I should have taken a nap, but I can't really. I keep forgetting things, you see. All sorts of things, really. I always forget Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-879185512003-01-23T15:22:00.000-06:002003-01-23T15:22:03.830-06:00Hamsters
Everyone loves hamsters. Don't they? They're so furry, and uh ... they dance as opposed to some others. But the most lovable quality is their shrill singing voices that penetrate and loosen the bowels. Huzzah! I am always amazed at how utterly random Clan Lord can become. And it is humorous, oh yes it is. But it is limited in it's humor because it is not universal. It does require at Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-878267222003-01-22T00:07:00.000-06:002003-01-22T00:07:08.406-06:00Foxus
Hah. I meant to type focus but ... oh well. For the second time today it has come out foxus. So it'll have to stay. Anyhow, I can't focus. Gah. Have a terrible headache ... comes and goes ... intense ... must ... choke ... something. Oooh. It hurts. And has been for awhile. I took an aspirin quite awhile ago, to no avail. I'm considering a hammer. Hmmm. I watched American Idol tonight Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-877513752003-01-20T17:17:00.000-06:002003-01-20T17:17:37.916-06:00Cheese
Someday, I'm going to find green cheese on the moon. I just thought I'd warn you all ahead of time. All [x] of you. [x] being some number on the real number line, counting, but not limited to, people and government employees (seperate from people).
I don't really have a good feeling for what day it is. You see, today is Martin Luther King, Jr. Day. Happy Martin Luther King, Jr. Day! I Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-876510452003-01-18T15:05:00.000-06:002003-01-18T15:05:20.250-06:00Good Question!
Why drop poetry? Oh, I don't know. I hated the time. When I enrolled, having 4 classes on one day didn't seem too bad since it wasn't going to happen several times a week. Sure, I'd start the day early in the morning for my every day Japanese class at 9:30 in the morning (originally typed as (;#) - oops) and I'd have a big break, two classes, big break, and then my final class Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-876018732003-01-17T12:48:00.000-06:002003-01-17T12:48:09.356-06:00Not Now
I haven't felt like writing really lately. Anything. I think I'm going to drop poetry for a couple reasons. I plan on writing more later, but I don't plan on it being good. Ciao.Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-874997752003-01-15T16:51:00.000-06:002003-01-15T16:57:46.000-06:00Shamed
Went to class, as the good (sweet, innocent, lovable - all apply) student I am, today. 3 of 4 so far. Still to go is my poetry class, right about when it's supposed to be getting deathly cold. It might even snow (how many times have I written that?)! I hope that, if it does, it does it after I get back to the room because I've had it up to here with the weather outside. Pfft. And the Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-874264402003-01-14T11:43:00.000-06:002003-01-14T11:43:59.873-06:00Snoozy
I never really got into the Peanuts cartoon strip. Or the cartoons. Sure, there were some funny things, but I never really cared for it. Snoopy was interesting, though. Which is why I'm miffed that the Daily Oklahoman continues to run the strip. Dick Tracy's creator died, and they don't run it anymore. Calvin and Hobbes creator retired, and they don't run it anymore. And I liked those Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-873623852003-01-13T12:00:00.000-06:002003-01-13T12:02:32.000-06:00Hot Pockets
Blech. Blech I say to Hot Pockets. When eaten on occasion, they are not too terrible. No, they are somewhat interesting and desired, maybe. But when you've had these things over and over for meals because they are convenient, it begins to soak in: I'm eating crap. In fact, I had to stop writing this to eat one because as I tried to eat it, I began to think about it too much. At leastPolerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-872983132003-01-12T02:31:00.000-06:002003-01-12T02:31:58.646-06:00I Can
In middle school, we had a class called "I Can" - can you guess what it was about? What it was for? Why, oh crap ... forgot the word ... self-confidence I guess. Yes, that will work fine. That is what it was for. It was an ... odd class. Real goofy stuff and such. Good idea ... in theory at least, but it was an elective and an easy A at that. Heh. But I guess judging it by grades would be Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-871466422003-01-08T21:44:00.000-06:002003-01-08T21:44:17.496-06:00Bleary, Aye
Well, last night we had some excitement in the house. Seems a foreign cat decided we had a pretty nice house. It got as far as my parents room, which is at the other end of the cat door. Pretty brave of that cat. Of course, the other cats were kind of freaked out. Last night, as I was reading before sleepy-time, I heard growls and hisses. Mutter. I snapped my fingers and said, "Hey, Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-870302472003-01-06T17:45:00.000-06:002003-01-06T17:45:36.590-06:00Dreams
I had some freaky, creepy dreams last night. But one in particular was rather odd. I was an American soldier in WWII, fighting in a hedge maze of some sort. Sounds strange? It was. I had some orders, I don't remember what specifically, but I do remember they involved me going somewhere I didn't want to. Alone. There was a tank in my way, too. Pfft. A tank. An enemy tank. And I found Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-869360372003-01-04T16:37:00.000-06:002003-01-04T16:37:37.413-06:00Goody Two-Shoes
Yes, I am talking about Mark a.k.a. Mr. Polite. Well, maybe that's going a bit far, but still, he is much nicer than I would be in similar situations. Have you ever been to the movies with lots of people, say, Lord of the Rings lots of people? Diversity is the name of the gang there. Die-hard hardcore fans who wait in line for hours to people who bought their tickets online and Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-868164832003-01-02T00:01:00.000-06:002003-01-02T00:02:51.000-06:00Boo Hoo
Well, another holiday has arrived. Hardly anywhere near a Christmas or anything, but when it's exactly a week after, it's mentally like doing it all over again. So, I guess that's why my parents had to make enough noise to wake me up before 11. And since I couldn't get to sleep, toss and turn, toss and turn, turn turn turn, before 5, I'm powered on about ... what is that? Oh, 5 hours Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-867787742003-01-01T01:43:00.000-06:002003-01-01T01:43:26.306-06:00Happy New Years
You filthy peeping-toms you. Ho ho ho. So, we're at a new year, a new junction. Oh ho, but yes, there are several decisions each day that may or may not alter our lives forever (however long that may be). A new division, then. Another streaming set of days that lead up to the inevitable anticlimactic ending of another year of the same. Nothing happens, really. Sure, there are Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-867134592002-12-30T16:01:00.000-06:002002-12-30T16:01:29.013-06:00Again
When I woke up and turned on the television, Son-In-Law was on yet again. And of course I watched it. And now Mel Brooks in Life Stinks is on. I've never seen the whole thing, but I've seen other parts before. Gotta love Mel Brooks. Well, you don't have to. Lots don't, I'm sure. He can be real offensive. Had a fun weekend I did. Spent time with friends and what not. We watched Gangs of NewPolerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-866027712002-12-27T16:34:00.000-06:002002-12-27T16:34:09.176-06:00Booliehah
Well, my school won the Houston Bowl, so that's nice. We'd played the team before, first game of the season, and they beat us then when they shouldn't. In fact, they came back when they shouldn't for the bowl game (penalties were ... badly called) but we still pulled it off against Southern Miss. And right now ... I'm watchin Pauly Shore in Son-In-Law. It's sad how many times I've seenPolerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-865185212002-12-25T11:44:00.000-06:002002-12-25T11:44:49.590-06:00Merry Christmas
Or I guess I should say happy holidays. No, no, no. It is Christmas Day, that would not be proper. Nothing is proper anymore. Everyone wants to change everything that shouldn't be messed with. I hope your holiday was pleasant. Mine started off somewhat rough. It usually does. I hate waking up early. It's awful. And it's impossible to skip that for Christmas. And what's worse, Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-864042982002-12-22T13:38:00.000-06:002002-12-22T13:38:27.430-06:00Ruh Roh
It's friggin' December. It's friggin' December 22nd. Friggin' three days to Christmas!! Eep. I just realized that ... way too early this morning. I kept thinking this past week, Christmas is getting pretty close huh? It's what ... next week? Bah, next week can wait until next friggin' week. Well, it's next friggin' week. Of course, shopping is no problem when you have no moneys. But Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-862364602002-12-18T15:23:00.000-06:002002-12-18T15:23:49.056-06:00Oh
So, I got my grades yesterday. Early yesterday (early for me - like now). In fact, I got my grade for art the evening before that! And so I knew I had an A in art and that was relief. It was also very confusing. Heh. So, I got all A's. Hoo-yah. 3.94 cumulative gpa now. Yay. I'm pleased that I don't have to worry about it anymore (even though I did just check again to make sure that they were Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-861541312002-12-17T00:40:00.000-06:002002-12-17T00:40:22.110-06:00Man
So, I gots things to write about (I think!) so I'ma writin' and stuff. I staved it off until midnight so it's not a double-post day because that just ain't my style chief. It just ain't me. Bikini briefs? That's me. Ok, not really, but now I either have your fullest attention or your greatest contempt and I can work with either! I haven't played video games at all today. And maybe that's whyPolerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-861301522002-12-16T15:44:00.000-06:002002-12-16T15:44:31.623-06:00Orange Gloves
Ooooh yeah. I think I slept like 11 hours one day. Must have been ... the friday to saturday transition. And I haven't shaved in days and days. What a pain that is. And the best part? After all my comlaining about my kitties not loving me enough (and they weren't) they decided to pay me some attention. Even Humphrey! Or especially Humphrey, actually. Twice out of the three nights Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-859691992002-12-13T18:08:00.000-06:002002-12-13T18:08:50.150-06:00Home Again, Home Again
And already I'm feeling a bit better. Whoo! I was soo happy to be driving away from Stillwater this morning. I made Pauly Shore imitation yells (you'd have to have seen some Pauly Shore movie like ... Son-In-Law). It gave me a greater understanding of that insane man. Man my ear has been hurting all week, though, and hurts worse now from sticking a Q-Tip in a bit too far. Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-859108682002-12-12T14:51:00.000-06:002002-12-12T14:54:34.000-06:00Crunch
Well the week is at a close for me. Let's see, no real television to watch tonight, have to study for Japanese because I'll have absolutely no time to do it tomorrow, and after I sleep, I wake to take my test and then leave. Blech. Looking forward to leaving, but also regretting it. I know it won't be much better for my mind when I'm at home with only freetime, but at least I'll be alone Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-858536572002-12-11T14:11:00.000-06:002002-12-11T14:11:38.130-06:00Moon Me
Ah, it is so pleasant to not have to wake up. Earlier this morning I thought to myself - "When do I have to wake up? Friday, ah yes." Splendid. Excellent. Although it is rather annoying to hear the sound of sucking coming from the halls. I bet that reads a bit off. I'm not going to change it anyhow. And I started this post about 30 minutes ago and have no idea what I was going to write Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-858022742002-12-10T15:45:00.000-06:002002-12-10T15:45:35.826-06:00A Time To Kill
Time has no meaning. Grug. Two tests. Done. Finished. Finito. Spasmetoo. I don't believe I did too well on my Lit. final. At one point, the question was "Explain the significance of the galoshes in James Joyce's "The Dead." Right then and there I wanted to scream - what the fuck?! There is no significance! They're fucking galoshes!" You see, this was my 10 a.m. final. So I was a Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-857449402002-12-09T15:10:00.000-06:002002-12-09T15:10:58.970-06:001 Down
Five hundred billion-million to go. Er, three. Finals that is. Did the Media and Society thing today. It seemed easy (15 extra points can make things seem easy). Also got back my media autobiography back - 75/75. I was surprised, considering I pretty much blew it off and didn't cite all my sources, etc. Oh well. What have I been up to other than that? Everything I should't be! Hanging outPolerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-855581622002-12-05T15:58:00.000-06:002002-12-05T15:58:03.870-06:00Cha cha cha
Ok, enough Rant in P Minor. Woke up this morning at about 7:37 or so. How do I know the exact time? Well, I looked at my clock and it was flashing 5:30 or something like that. Crap. The power must have gone off. That made conversations I think I heard sometime from people on the floor talking about their computers shutting down. Hmm. So I got up, looked at my watch, and set my clock Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-855504202002-12-05T13:07:00.000-06:002002-12-05T13:07:33.016-06:00Be The People
Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the government for a redress of grievances.
How often do we take this for granted? Oh, I'd say, everyday. At least. There are quite a lot of freedoms Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-854997832002-12-04T14:58:00.000-06:002002-12-04T14:58:36.743-06:00Bed Me
Ah, last night I slept better. I went to sleep about 11:30, so I was hoping to give myself more of a chance to sleep, and it worked for the most part. Sadly, some jackass jerk decided that he'd start listening to music in the lounge at about 5:40 in the morning. Oh, and he turned it up all the way, so that the room was shaking and it was really freaky to wake up to. Thankfully, he quicklyPolerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-854395712002-12-03T13:34:00.000-06:002002-12-03T13:34:22.533-06:00Guess Who?
Guess who's really grumpy because his neighbor is a dumb asshole who likes to get large amounts of people in his room to play video games and yell really loud starting with quiet hours. This same neighbor who doesn't sleep until very early in the mroning and woke someone up at 3:30 in the morning with more dumbass yelling things? If you guessed me, you get a fig leaf and a cookie. So Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-853996062002-12-02T16:57:00.000-06:002002-12-02T22:52:17.000-06:00Kansai-U
Well, yesterday I was feeling kinda crummy. Bored, a little bit depressed. But today, I'm better. Yay! For now at least. And that's good enough for me. One of my mom's co-workers died over the weekend. She was a little bit off ... lots of meds, sometimes slept for hours in her car in the parking lot on lunch break, didn't show up to work a lot. Government work eh? Anyhow, apparently shePolerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-852802602002-11-29T22:01:00.000-06:002002-11-29T22:01:54.076-06:00Grug
My brain hurts. Well, I don't know if it's my brain that is "hurting" exactly, but I have a headache. But then, you receive the pain up there where you interpret the senses anyhow, so it is my brain that's hurting. Grug. Here is why I hate the holidays - I'm frickin' bored. Totally. I have notihng to do. I played football (video game) earlier, but the Bears have been giving me a problem. I Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-852390872002-11-28T22:32:00.000-06:002002-11-28T22:32:05.176-06:00Happy Thanksgiving!
If I ever get tempted to call it "turkey day" I know that I won't feel a bit thankful, so I can't be doing that. I mean, geez, I bitch and moan enough, right? Right. And today ... today was a good Thanksgiving. Hell, it was a hood day. I mean, sure, it would have had to be a holiday to be as good as it was, but it was good no matter what. Woke up kind of late. My dad was Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-851725522002-11-27T12:33:00.000-06:002002-11-27T12:33:07.756-06:00How
Well, hello there, you. Guess what? I bet you'll never guess! Ok ok, I'll tell. We got our results from the latest and last (excluding the final) Geology exam and, I got a 95! Of course, that's with 15 extra credit points (5 from practice exam, 5 from attendance, 5 from curve) which is a slight bummer. It seems in classes where I don't have to try as hard to get an A (Geology with constant Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-851381862002-11-26T19:45:00.000-06:002002-11-26T19:45:46.626-06:00St. Mary's
That's my home town. St. Mary's Ohio. My dad emailed me a week ago or so with that URL and said you can take a virtual tour of the town. It's pretty nifty. It was really slow for me, under this capped internet access that the school 'provides,' but it was very nifty.
Of course, I don't remember too much about the place. I was about five (5) or so ... I don't really remember. I couldPolerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-850669202002-11-25T13:06:00.000-06:002002-11-25T13:06:17.000-06:00You're Not The Time
Kent.
Ah, another marvelous week opens. We finished "Shichi nin no samurai" - very interesting. I did not like the ending, but maybei t was because it had to end the way it did. Sigh. Such is life and love. Took a Geology test and surprised my roomie a bit by getting home 20 minutes after my class began. Always uncomfortable. I keep hearing a song from "Robin Hood: Men in Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-848899002002-11-21T16:00:00.000-06:002002-11-21T16:00:43.056-06:00Never Eat Soggy Waffles
Otherwise you might forget how to remember north east south west. Unless of course you don't need something to remember it. I do. So there.
I'm not going to go for a long post today. Too much I want to say, but don't want to say. And by say I mean write, of course. So, here we be. I'm slightly sad that cartoon network doesn't play the public service messages that G. I. Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-847814822002-11-19T15:53:00.000-06:002002-11-19T15:53:01.880-06:00Hah
Well, I went to my adviser and enrolled today. I was a wee bit nervous, and it probably didn't help that I was quite exhausted from having sat through Lit. Blech. Kept wanting to fall asleeps. But anyhow, I got through it without a hitch. Well, that's a lie. Lots of hitches. Got there a bit early, waited until he finished talking to someone else, went over and sat down and he asked me how myPolerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-847196112002-11-18T13:20:00.000-06:002002-11-18T18:12:17.000-06:00Ineffectual
I am lucky that this blog is not on paper. If it were, I'm sure it would have been engulfed in flames by now. Oh sure, I could "take it down" but it wouldn't be the same as burning it. Nothing is the same as fire. Nothing is the same. I keep wondering, what the fuck is the point? What is this blog? What is this blog for? Why am I doing this? I don't know. Sometimes it's to get thingsPolerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-846958692002-11-18T00:41:00.000-06:002002-11-18T00:41:25.836-06:00Warning!
As my dear friend JustMary has informed me, from time to time you, the viewer, might have a frightening experience with my beloved Highway. I had experienced similar things before while trying to post things here, but I thought it was only limited to me, the author-type person. Apparently I was mistaken, naive, etc. So, if, for some reason, you see any problem with this blog, such as itPolerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-845867612002-11-15T12:32:00.000-06:002002-11-15T12:32:23.146-06:00Victory!
I have achieved victory over mine enemy in the battle of the awful phrase (hint: it rhymes with "it's all good"). So, now that that is over, I'll turn my worldwide domination plans to the largest evil empire ever. I hope that'll get me discount prices ...
So, I got back my Brit. Lit. test yesterday. Another 100. The professor actually wrote something on my test this time. He said I Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-844873182002-11-13T14:27:00.000-06:002002-11-13T14:27:07.720-06:00Gooo Joe
Cartoon Network, I love thee. 11:30 Central they play G. I. Joe. Sweet action, baby. Fond memories. Of course, it made me stay up a bit later since I hadn't studied for the test I have in ... about an hour. I'm doing that right now, writing this while waiting for slow pages to load. Yay for caps on internet usage!
And really, the multiple-choice study exams the textbooks website has, Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-844274932002-11-12T12:16:00.000-06:002002-11-12T12:16:06.566-06:00Sum of a Beach!
I feel like such a copy cat ...
Why? Because, I'm going to start off by apologizing for not updating the past couple of days, like someone else. I wouldn't feel so bad had I not read it until after I ... ok I just slipped into grammar Hell so bear with ... until after I wrote this post that I have not yet written but am writing currently. Make sense? Nod, please. I said nod! OkPolerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-842432362002-11-08T13:13:00.000-06:002002-11-08T13:13:02.536-06:00I Call
I think I have a good hand here with an Ace of Clubs and a 9 of Spades.
I'd say the Ace of Clubs and the 9 of Spades, but of course, there's more than one in the world, more than one in a casino, and usually more than one in a casino deck. So that would be a bit misleading of me. But today, I do turn twenty (20) years old. Or I guess I have turned twenty (20) since I was born in the Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-842020382002-11-07T20:05:00.000-06:002002-11-07T20:05:25.623-06:00Mainichi
Everyday.
Japanese every day can sometimes be a real strain, even if it's omoshiroi, interesting. And it's so multi-faceted it shimmers! Stupid commercials infiltrating my brain ... we got back our test in Art. I got another 84. As you may remember, the last time had an 18 pt. curve and I got an 84 (I am still slightly embarassed by my performance). This time, our professor said it wasPolerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329924.post-841410322002-11-06T17:35:00.000-06:002002-11-06T17:35:20.350-06:00Smoking Up the Global Economy
"By 1999, the status of tobacco companies and their advertising in the United States had hit a low point. A $206 billion settlement between tobacco companies and state attorneys general ended tobacco advertising on billboards and severely limited the ways in which cigarette companies can promote their products in the United State. Advertising bans and antismoking Polerandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12843661022343213515noreply@blogger.com0