This Is Me

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Experimentals

Grocery shopping is a dreaded affair. No, really. It is. I hates it so very, very much.

Recently, Cameron gave me his old iPod, so I've been music-ing it up on my walk to and from class. I highly enjoy having a soundtrack to life.

Seeing as, on the rare occasion that Karl and I go shopping together, it's 90% less painful, and seeing as, when I have music for my walk to and from campus it becomes 90% less painful, I put two and two together and came up with this glorious experimental situation: iPod + shopping!


To the music of Barcelona and The FOALS, shopping was 80% less painful.

I will never shop without music again. In fact, I might just endeavor to have a music bubble forever outside the confines of the place I live. Dun dun duuuun.



I feel sorry for that one kid who committed suicide because he couldn't find his iPod. Sure, it was retarded..but maybe he needed his music bubble way more than any of us can imagine, and losing it was just that devastating.

Also, this almost inspired me to get a  iPad: http://kotaku.com/5516829/even-a-cat-can-play-ipad-games
...and a cat.

Miracle Whip vs. Mayonnaise

I have decided to finally duel it out as to which one of the above I like. As a child, we always had both in the household, and I would use them interchangeably. As I had left over broccoli from when Dora was here, and these condiments since who knows when,, I decided to do it Japanese style.

So I have a bowl. With Miracle Whip. And Mayo. And I am now dipping the broccoli in each and taste testing.

 The results:

 Miracle Whip is like a cheap whore. Thrilling, short term, tangy, not to mention cheap, but a little shaky on the visual appearance, and not very high quality.

Mayonnaise is possibly a geisha. It has a smoother, cultivated taste to it so you need less of it,  more refined, and more concerned with its visual representation. It lasts longer, for it is the more experienced condiment, and as quality requires, it is higher priced.


There we go. It is proven. I'm OK with miracle whip, but I prefer mayo.


I also don't think I really like broccoli...

Growing Familiarity With Misanthropy.

Read: 'I hate people.'

Furnace fixed!

Oh glorious day.

Also, Dora uploaded all the pics she took of her trip out: http://s27.photobucket.com/albums/c172/Dancri/my%20hovercraft%20is%20full%20of%20eels/

Yes

(1:33:25 AM) Karl: YOU SHOULD KNOW, HOWEVER, THAT YOU HAVE CHANGED THE WAY I EAT NERDS
(1:33:30 AM) Karl: USED TO GRAB CLUMPS OF THEM AND NOM
(1:33:33 AM) Me: >_>
(1:33:34 AM) Me: ONE BY ONE
(1:33:36 AM) Me: IS THE ONLY WAY
(1:33:48 AM) Karl: I DIDN'T DO IT THAT WAY BEFORE
(1:33:53 AM) Me: I HAVE CIVILIZED YOU

It's called a speed stick, it's not expensive, it's called a speed stick, it's not expensive...

Dora came out for a few days! (Whoo!) We did fun things! Like visiting the Shrine of the Sun to Will Rodgers (Not Mr. Rodgers.), the Zoo, Helen something Falls, making beer bread, wandering around Old Colorado City, throwing Soup the Sheep at eachother (also acquisioning (spel-whatever) Noodle Cup, a mini Soup.) etc. etc.

Much fun was had. :3

Sans the furnace going out on her last day here...will take a few days for my Uncle to get the parts shipped to fixxit. 56 degrees is surprisingly cold when indoors. The sun is a wonderful wonderful thing.

Thus, for the sake of both Penny (who wants to find letterboxes with stamps in on some trail or other) and myself, I now preform the GOOD WEATHER DANCE.


...

/dances for the good of all weather

God of Greater Inconvenience

I'm usually well patronronized by the god of minor inconvenience. This weekend, his big sister (only a woman could be such a bitch) decided to give me some attention.

So, Dora is coming this Wednesday (ossum) so I've been working double time for Peak to try to get things squared away so I can -not- work when she's here. It has been nothing but disastrous.

Inconvenience/Disaster .5:  There has been that sudden outbreak of scale after draining my water heater that has rendered my water undrinkable (had to buy a 50$ in fridge water filtering thing + extra filters) and forces me to clean out my faucets every few days because they get clogged with the nasty white crunchy bits.

Disaster 1: Due to naming convention for work, all the files are precedented by a particular handle and then a few semi-ambiguous words. As four of the words were the same between to files, I saved over one file that I had already completed because I didn't look too closely at the file name. I was able to use Windows 7's restore previous version option (OH THANK GOD) and only had to redo an hour's worth of work to get to where I was with the original file. (I now name my files COMPLETELY different things when I'm working on them, and change their names when I commit them to the project.)

Disaster 2:  So I'm happily working along on another scene, spending more time on it than usual (an extra two hours) because I know that I can use it on another scene and reduce the number of assets I have to make and time it takes to make them, over all. I had spent -all- day working on it. It was 1 something am. I'm putting ONE FINAL FINISHING TOUCH on a 6 hour project...when Flash crashes. I'm not too concerned. I open the file. 'Error: Cannot open this file.'. CORRUPTED. There is no way to recover *.FLA files without having saved a SWF, and since what I do doesn't have animation, I never make SWFs. There was no 'previous version' as I hadn't restarted my computer since making it. (It was a one-day thing.) I cried. A loooot. I spent the next three hours (in tears) trying to use various programs to recover it.

Disaster(ish) 3:  So, it's the next day. I think the god of Greater Inconvenience paired up with her little brother for this one. So, it's Sunday. I spend the day working on remaking the above project. Late afternoon, I realize that I actually have a major midterm Monday that I haven't been able to study for. At all. I say 'fukkit' and keep working on the remake. Later, on a break, I go, "Oh, huh, I should read these announcements from Friday about these two classes." They're both announcements for major projects due on the 19th. Five days. To do two major projects. (The professor -had- promised not to give us anything major before spring break...) Two major projects. Which usually take me about 10 hours each. I continue to 'fukkit' and keep trucking on this work project.

It's 4:30pm. The power goes out. THE EFFING POWER GOES OUT. I sit there staring at my blank monitor, going, 'oooooooh fuuuuuuuuuuuuuu~ because in all my corrupt file recovery searches, I had read that Flash is notoriously bad about corrupting flash files that were open during a crash. The power is out for a half hour. For the whole neighborhood, including traffic lights.  I did some cleaning in the daylight.

When it comes back up, I get back to work. Luckily, my project did not corrupt. I set up a system where I'm subversioning my work every time I take a break. I keep working. 9:35pm. POWER GOES OUT. Again, I'm staring at a blank screen, as I was once more in the middle of work. Stare. Stare. Stare. Power is out for another half hour. I can't actually do anything because it's night and I can't see. I play a bit of Disgaea on my DS.

Power comes back up, I finish my work, (5.33 hours to recover the 6 hours of work I'd done initially on that project.) Karl gets home. After another hour or so, we play a game, League of Legends. We lose horribly. We go to play again, we're in the queue with some friends...POWER GOES OUT. 

I just went to bed.


It is now today. Time to fail a midterm.

Karl has a skewed image of sheep...

Karl: And sheep probably have night vision or something.
Me: ..
Me: ...wut
Karl: They need something to make them useful.
Me: It's called wool. o_o
Karl: Or night vision.
Karl: It's how they hunt.
Me: ...................
Me: wut
Karl: So they can see their prey, sheep use night vision
Me: .....what do sheep prey on?
Karl: The innocent!
Me: ....

SOU

UUUUUUUUP.

 

This is Soup the Sheep. 

He is a very cheaply made fat plushie from King Soopers. I spent two days after first seeing him at the King Soopers checkout light (He was stuffed into the light on top) wanting a sheep.  

Karl can attest. 

I finally broke down and made Karl go with me back to King Soopers to get Soup! (....I didn't realize that Soup could be from King Soopers! It was not intentional. o_o His name just...happened.) 

He is fat. And fluffy. I do approve.

Also, there is an insane amount of scale in my water- enough that I see sizable (larger than table salt sized) flecks of white from my faucets. Apparently there is nothing you can do about this. I've flushed my hot water heater, which actually made it worse. All the men (Aside from Karl) that I've asked about it have told me to just suck it up. I mentioned it to Babcia, and she freaked out and bought me three gallons of spring water. xD 

I will get one of those little fridge poury filter things.

That is all. 

Goome

That's how I pronounce gummi. So what.

I bought a jar of gummi bear multivitamins today! They're expensive. D:

I have to buy the gummi kind because elsewise vitamins are gross and I forget to eat them.


These ones are deemed less tasty than the ones I had last time, but, hey, this way, since they're just a little gross, they feel like they're healthy for you!

(All healthy things are gross. All bad things are tasty.)

The derivative of my boyfriend.

The derivative of Karl is goggles goggles goggles Kate turtle BEAAR green SCIENCE beards DRAC .

...if I has known it was this easy, I'd have done it right.

So, a long long time ago, when I did MMO play stuffs, I found myself frequently hitting the caps lock key instead of shift, not noticing, and wondering why the hell my shift-bound abilities weren't going off.

My solution at the time? Tear off my caps lock key.

My current sad little three-key input compaq keyboard now lacks a caps lock key (and also has a devastated 'sleep' button in the corner, different story.)

Well, my keyboard has been on the fritz, with intermittent shift useablity and the occasional random beep, so I borrowed Karl's extra z-board yesterday for LAN. And, while playing the WAR forever free trial (They've REALLY revamped the starting zone, by the way. And their tutorial is actually worthwhile. I applaud their efforts.), realized that I was once again accidentally hitting caps lock a lot. I made some sad comment, and Cameron, (once again saving the day?) mentioned that you could disable it in the keyboard settings.

Some investigation revealed that this was not as simple as he indicated, and I actually had to do a registry key edit. But it was as simple as downloading a reg change, running it, and rebooting. And since the guy -explains- what the registry edit is doing, I could be assured that he wasn't ninjaly installing things on my machine

Remember kids, don't mutilate your keyboard until you have no other options.

LO AND BEHOLD: Disable your Caps Lock key.

WHEEEEE MYTHOLOGY

Critters to investigate further:
http://www.theequinest.com/tikbalang-mythical-horses/
http://www.theequinest.com/kelpie/


It was surprisingly difficult to acquire the names of various deity's pets, mounts, chariot pullers, etc.

Anyway, what I came across before I got distracted:

Odin's Ravens: Huginn and Muginn

Freyja's chariot kitties: Bygul (bee-gool) and Trjegul (tree-gool)
Freyja's boar: (YEAAAAAH <-- 'Cause I like boars. And Targs.) Hildisvíni

Thor's chariot goats: Tanngrisni ("gap-tooth") and Tanngnost ("tooth grinder"),
Also found it as Tandgneister (toothgnasher) and Tandgrisner (toothgrinder).

Helios/Apollo's chariot fire-horses: Pyrios, Aeos, Aethon, and Phlegon.

Poseidon is a bugger and didn't name his hippocampi.

Insomnia.

Mine.

I am shamed.

I was recently sent a link to a good friend's (Dora! Who else?) blog and found it to be a fascinating read with a good look into her quirky nature (<3~). Unfortunately, mine own lacks frequent updates, witticisms and interesting content to an outside source.

I have, in the span of writing the above paragraph, have decided that this is okay.

This is my blog, bitches.

First day o' school.

Calc class on Tuesday at 10:50 (thank god not a 9:25 class again)....and he gave us a test on Friday.

Break from 12:05 - 3:05.

The school computers that I am currently using do not have Flash installed, reducing me to piddly things like blog posts for these hours of forced entertainment. Will have to check the engineering building with older machines that would have gotten more attention and thereby might have Flash.

Karl is playing IVAN. Snurggle already acquired a Holy Banana of Oily Opriv and thereby increased his stats. Snurggle might maybe live a decent IVAN life.

Cameron's classes happen during our breaks. It is sad.

Dr. T is on sabbatical, Karl and I already miss him. We have plotted writing a Captain's Log for Stardate Week 1-9 (the duration of the semester for which he's gone) and putting it under his door so when he gets back..he can yell at us for making a mess of his office via the door.

Two of our classes are taught by one teacher, on alternating days. So we effectively see Dana every day of the workweek but Friday. It will be confuzzlin'.

I managed to clean the kitchen, my room, and the bathroom before school started. Good thing, too.


I want a kitty.

Amusing.

http://www.ted.com/talks/michael_shermer_on_believing_strange_things.html

A TED talk that Karl showed me, more specifically, from 11:26 onwards. I'm making a note here to remember it for the future, since it's really cute.

3 years ditzy and running.

The good news is that my night vision isn't all as terrible as I though it was. (It felt pretty bad.)

The silly news is that it took oh, three years to figure this out.

There is a special secret ninja setting on my headlights.
That I was not aware of.
To my knowledge, I had two settings for headlights: 'really damn low' and 'highbeams'.

On an epic WaffleJourney to the Museum of Nature and Science, or rather, on the way back from the epic WaffleJourney to the Museum of Nature and Science, it was dark, and I was driving my traditionally painful night-drivey way, and Cameron, our resident car expert, was like, "Whaaaat is with your lights?"

And proceeded to rummage my glovebox for the manual and discover that if I -click in- the headlights shafty thinger, I switch the 'spin knobbly bit upwards' high-beams mode into 'normal nighttime headlights.'

APPARENTLY. FOR THREE YEARS. I HAVE BEEN DRIVING. IN THE DARK. WITH DAY LIGHTS.


Driving back from Karl's was the most unpainful night driving I've ever done. I could seeeeee.