Wednesday, August 30, 2000
04:01 p.m.
Too true:
"Before I start talking about clubbing, I want to get one thing out in the air. Dancing at a club is about sex. Instead of saying dancing, people should just say foreplay, because that's what it is. I dance because I love the music. I dance because it is fun and energizing and makes me feel good. I dance because it fucking turns me on." --http://moron.shutdown.com/9-14.html
Check out the rest of his stuff, too.
Thursday, August 24, 2000
11:14 a.m.
It's been a while. Guess I should blog. I was really enthusiastic about blogging for a while, until I realized that nobody really cares, all this page is is another speedbump on the so-called information highway. *sigh* Wasn't that happy, looks like I'm in for another melancholy day.
I wonder what it is that causes us to make an impact in someone else's life. I'll bet there's people that I'd've sworn up and down that I made a difference, in some way I altered an opinion held fast, or I'd taught them something, and I'll bet also that I'm nothing more than a faded memory. Then there's some people that I've met but briefly, when our paths crossed for such a short period of time, but judging from thier words I have made enough of a difference to be remembered. It is a great honor, knowing that my person, my being, the few moments of time we shared meant something. That sometime, if I'm traveling a darker path of life alone, I have a spark of light that I can call on.
Sunday, August 13, 2000
10:33 p.m.
Ohmygaw, the craziest coincidences seem to pop up in my life. Seems this guy I had the hots for, and wound up in a *ahem* situation with, three YEARS ago, not only still remembers me but is also good friends with Stew. Too freaking bizarre.
Sunday, August 13, 2000
09:57 p.m.
Santana
The concert was most excellent. Good energy, good tunes, fantastically talented musicians. The only two things I coulda done without was Macy Gray encouraging the audience to sing "hootchie" and Carlos' political statement. But other than that, it was oodles of fun. :)
Then after that, I went clubbing, checked out cute people, danced, and drank. On the whole, a very satisfying and enjoyable day.
Saturday, August 12, 2000
10:33 a.m.
ooooOOOooohhh, I ache. I finished off the move yesterday, all by myself, and naturally I still had more crap than I thought I did. My poor little car was packed to the brim. Today my whole body hurts, I have bruises all over my legs and one on hip. ooowww..
And (I'm so bummed about this) when I tried to plug in my computer, it hummed briefly, and I heard this *zzt* sound, and now it doesn't work. My mother has a computer, thank goodness, but I really really want *mine* back. *siiiigh*
But in any case, I'm here in Cinci, the move is over. Let the unpacking begin! Man, I'm starting to think that's even worse than the moving part. :P
A final spot of brightness: I get to see Santana tonight with a cute geek. :)
Tuesday, August 8, 2000
02:26 p.m.
[rant] When I was first learning to drive, I knew that I didn't really trust myself on the expressways. There were lots of people on them, all going really fast, and it scared me. So, what with having half a brain in my head, I found alternate routes to get to the places I needed to be that didn't involve the expressway. As I got more comfortable with driving, I started taking it more and more. And one of the first things I learned about expressways is that YOU DON'T COME TO A COMPLETE STOP ON THE ENTRANCE RAMP. If you're not going the speed of everyone else, it's not only tricky but DANGEROUS to try and merge. Leading up to my point -- yesterday, I was fighting rush hour traffic to get to work at my usual time -- ten after eight. I make the turn to get on the expressway. There's a car in front of me, and one in front of him. The guy (or girl, you get the point) in front obviously never learned the "Don't come to a complete stop on an entrance ramp" rule, because that's exactly what he did. It's morning rush hour traffic and this moron just stops. And I ask, what kind of brains does it take to know that it's INFINITELY easier to merge if you're not trying to start from a dead stop? *siiiiiiiiigh* I hate stupid people. I mean, I'm not exactly on the high end of the common-sens-o-meter, but REALLY. It's just not that difficult. [/rant]
There. I feel better now. :)
In other news, I still need to pack the rest of my stuff, I still need to call people with my change of address. I am a slaaaaaaaaacker. :)
Monday, August 7, 2000
06:41 a.m.
Actor Sir Alec Guinness Dies at 86
All hail Alec Guinness.
Saturday, August 5, 2000
10:02 p.m.
Well, I'm here in Cincinnati for the moment. The grand majority of my stuff is now in mom's place. I survived step 1, now onto step 2. (Which'll be changing addresses and completing the move.)
Right now I'm at Stew's, and he's taking a shower. We'll be joining Brenner and Gina for dinner at BW3's. I think. It's been a long day for all of us, as they are the ones who helped me move. It's good to have friends that'll help you at times like these. I feel honored that I have such people around me that care as much as they do.
Wednesday, August 2, 2000
04:22 p.m.
There Ain't No Such Thing As A Free Lunch, and I would do well to remember that.
Man, my life is FUCKED.
Monday, July 31, 2000
03:34 p.m.
Sometimes it seems like I have a big sign on the front of my car that says "Please cut me off. No, really, I enjoy it." Other times I feel like I have a big sign on the *back* of my car that says "Please ride my ass. No, really, as close as you can. I like it." And on the really bad days, I feel like I have both. :P
Sunday, July 30, 2000
09:33 p.m.
Welp, the end of another semester. The finals are finished, and now the only stress left is that of moving. Which is plenty, don't get me wrong. :P
My lover came down this weekend, and we had a very good time, barring a nasty incident where he poked around someplace he shouldn't have. But we had a fight, cleared it up, and then made up in the best way possible. ;)
He also brought me my autographed book by Richard and Wendy Pini. So now, scribbled on the front page of "Elfquest - the first 20 years" is "For Anneliese, With Love, Wendy Pini Richard Pini". *Siiiiiiiiiiiiigh* Awesome. Totally awesome. Oh yeah, and Elfquest the Movie will be out Spring of 2002. And, they're putting out a bunch of figurines, and you *know* I'm gonna own 'em all. :)
Well, that's all the news I have. I'll tell ya, it sure was nice to waste a Sunday, knowing that I didn't have *anything* due on Monday.
Monday, July 24, 2000
09:54 p.m.
From the "Only a Computer Geek..." files:
RiotBoi: (9:53 PM) Wow. I think I was smoking a big heaping helping of crack when I wrote some of this code. *rubs eyes* I think the main problem's fixed, should have a prog ready to roll in a few minutes here.
Miz_A: (9:53 PM) damn boy, that's a lot of crack.
excuse me while I laugh my ass off for a moment.
(from an ICQ conversation)
Monday, July 24, 2000
07:55 p.m.
I'm feeling the urge to write tonight. Or bitch. Or do something. :)
So the due date for our project in Info Structs got bumped up to tomorrow (from last Thursday - thank you, O Gods of Procrastination). Not that it really helped me much. I don't know if my inability to even *work* on this project is simply due to lack of motivation (which I do have in abundance) or to lack of understanding. Probably a combination of both. So what's resulted is that my genius partner is doing most of the work; and I sit back and offer to, well, print out code and output screens. Ooooo. I guess I'm just beyond ready to get out of school. Hell, I've been here for 4 1/2 years now. Yeah, I have a degree, but you know, on one level that just makes me feel even more like a failure. I spent four years in school wasting my time, basically. To get something that I never really plan on using. And what am I doing now? I'm still in friggin' school. I know a girl that graduated in five years with an MS in Chemical Engineering AND an MBA. And that makes me sit back and go "Wow! What *exactly* have I done with my life?"
So that's kind of my current mood, I guess. And then I'm moving to Cincinnati come mid-August. That's all well and good, but I don't really know what to do after that. I was going to go back to school. But I'm not so sure now. It looks like I won't be able to get in-state tuition for UC, because my loans for U of Louisville are from KY. That's one thing. For another, surprise of all surprises, I just got a note from UC admissions saying they didn't have my transcript. WHICH they do. I sent it probably a few days after my application. For another, I'm so darned sick of school it's unbelievable. To be able to come home at night and not have to do anything is just such a wonderful thought to me right now. So, I've got that weighing on me too.
Then, of course, I'm worried about my future with Stew. I've started having amazing hopes and dreams for that future, and quite frankly, it scares me. All I can think of is how many things could go wrong, how many things I could screw up. I'm worried that moving up there is going to create a kind-of time backlash... I mean, we're used to seeing each at MOST about once a week. These past two months we've seen each other exactly twice. So I think in terms of "Well, I won't see him for a while. Okay, back to my life in Louisville." And I'll have to change my thinking to "Wow, I can see him whenever I want!" And I think that's going to take time.
Sometimes I wish everything were easy. That I could just say "This is what I want," and that's how things would go. Honestly, though, I don't really wish for that very much. I've fought so hard to be even just where I am today, and I know I wouldn't appreciate even half of it if I hadn't had to fight so hard. The great losses in my life have allowed me to be able to step back and look at the Little Things, and love each and every one of them. Plus, sometimes I really don't think I could survive without *some* kind of melodrama going on in the background. :)
I think that's all I have at the moment. Say, if you read this and I don't know you, why don't you drop me an email? :)
Friday, July 21, 2000
08:56 p.m.
Upside for the day: Just found out that my lover (who is currently in San Diego at Comicon) got me an autographed comic from WENDY AND RICHARD PINI! The creators of Elfquest! (see comics links) *sigh* He's the greatest.....
Naturally, there's a downside for the day too: It's Friday night and I'm doing homework for Info Structs. :P Well, and plus no matter how cool the Pini's are (and they are indeed :) ), my lover is still in San Diego, and that bites.
Thursday, July 20, 2000
05:19 p.m.
Blank_Verse
Semi-okay poetry, but what I really loved was their Purpose:
