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1. muse: (myooz): Greek Mythology. Any of the nine daughters of Mnemosyne and Zeus, each of whom presided over a different art or science.
2. muse:
---a) A guiding spirit.
---b) A source of inspiration.
3. muse: A poet.
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Sunday, January 11, 2004
Let's see...what exciting happened this weekend?
Friday... woke up to a wonderful snowfall. Little did I know that the snow would force me to sit in a bus for about TWO AND A HALF HOURS just to get to school. I'll tell you, it's hard to keep sane sitting still for that long without anything to do. That's why I can't go to jail. Because I'd inevitably go insane. We got to school at 9:35, just in time for me to cram the entire Psych Midterm into a 20-minute chunk. Ow. CS was frustrating as usual, this time figuring out why... I better stop, I'm going to pull out more hair if I keep talking about it. English - quiz I didn't do the reading for (definitely not a good thing) - but it looks like we'll be able to make it up. Vocabulary. And then Sylvia Plath. I'm definitely impressed with the glass that sucks "blooh-heat" from a fingertip. And the " , hot nectarine" line, wherever that was.
After school, helped the ladies work on the "Stalker Documentary." For all my experience, I sure ain't too impressive. Oh well. It hurts to try to get a locker open. Just like love. Except, never mind.
Got home and went on a little "romantic escapade" with one of my favorite little Tarus. Goblin Butchers scare me, I might post a screenie later.
Saturday... Dad wanted to go see Lord Of 3 with me (he hasn't seen it yet) so I willingly obliged. We tried to do Chipotle in 30 minutes, and ended up shoving burritos into our mouths as fast as humanly possible just to get something to eat. Moral of the day: don't drink a soda right before you see ROTK.
---- possible rotk spoiler alert ----
I don't hear my dad swear often, and he definitely "oh, shit"ed three times during the movie. Let's see. When the BIG ROCK hits the fortress at the very opening of the battle, when the Rohirim (sp?) approached and the screen panned to show the hundreds of thousands of orcs and goblins, and at one other point that I can't remember.
It was downright amusing to see the number of people - to hear, rather - that went "UUUUNNNNNGGGGHHHH" when Frodo got stabbed by the spider-thing. They did a better job of the sound effect than I did. I think a grown man next to me started crying. That spit bubble is yucky.
---- end possible rotk spoiler alert ---
Got home and hit FFXI some more when the folks went out to the Mills. Was forced to wait in one place for like 30 minutes to avoid some Maze Scorpion thing an incompetent lured into a lower-level area. Dagnabbit. Essentially got nothing done.
Sunday... went to the cousin's birthday party. Got a cool present I'll show folks maybe later. I'd talk more, but I have some playing to do.
XO ANDY
Posted at Sunday, January 11, 2004 by janus905
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Thursday, January 08, 2004
Excerpt from "Outline of Triad"
The Archfang inherently exists to maintain the balance between good and evil, right and wrong. He maintains the Scales of Justice, and ensures that no good deed will be left unpunished; no hateful crime will persist unrewarded. Contrary to one may expect, through this, negative and positive is not cancelled out, however. Each is amplified to a tremendous and terrifying degree where the obviousness of balance induces an ectasy beyond mortal comprehension. Thus, The Archfang is exemplified by Black and White, the magnificence of cold, cruel logic and warm, compassionate feeling. Yet there is a third. Beyond basic tenets of good and evil, from a time earlier than the first written records, exists a pure, animalistic sense of emotion in its original, basest form. No decision is reached, no life is forged without the overwhelming, eating desire of Red. Primal in every sense, it balances out the conflicting, more cultured standards of Black and White.
- Galenfang, "Outline of Triad" (Excerpt)
Posted at Thursday, January 08, 2004 by janus905
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Wednesday, January 07, 2004
For your eyes only, we have two never aired-before film clips.
The first of these is entitled "Matrix Homeless Shelter Juvenile Beatdown," and it was NEVER EVER EVER videotaped by Sippy. Actually, it was, and it's his intellectual property. It features two little kids going at it in front of a homeless shelter in Washington, D.C. Rated PG-13 for intense violence.
Matrix Homeless Shelter Juvenile Beatdown
The second I call, "All I Want for Christmas is a Better Colon." More down-to-earth than the first, it features a Super-Dooper-Raindeer-Pooper letting out a load on top of a Calculus book. Rated PG for mature themes.
All I Want for Christmas is a Better Colon
Posted at Wednesday, January 07, 2004 by janus905
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Smiling, Recommended by 3 out of 4 Dentists.
Ah, it's great to be back even after you've missed a little half-assed Tuesday. The little things truly, truly, truly are incredible; I cannot stress that enough.
Got to fight for an extra point on my Psychology take-home test that was conveniently due today instead of Monday. Have increased appreciation for male anatomy after Kreloff's descriptions/suggestions/incinerations/etc.
Everyone hates the Polish; better yet, everyone hates the Reverse Polish. "78-3*23+900/" should not equal 12. (Actually, I'm not entirely sure it does.) (Actually, I'm sure it doesn't, those numbers were completely random.) I want a car.
Stricky and Truxi are insane. They plot my death, want to see me pantomime being a newsie, and much worse. One day, when I'm older than them, I'll have my revenge. BWAH. (The Vampire Lords hit you for 46 points of damage.) This presentation tomorrow is going to be hands-down disgusting. I don't want to think of it right now, so I'm moving on.
Tutoring is always a blast. I erroneously made a promise to 'ittle Roger that I'd come to his school at 11:15 next Wednesday so he can show me the place the other kids ominously refer to as "The Dead End Place." I don't know about you, but I think someone needs to pull the cops on that joint.
Got a lot of sleep intermingled with Physics studying after I got home, had three taquitos (those things get increasingly disgusting given time and appetite.)
Guess what? Since it'll be out of my profile soon...
Those big luscious lips of Angelina Jolie have men dying to kiss them. A survey by Blockbuster Video says more than a third of men rated her most kissable.
A perfectly decent smiling shot.
I love that woman. How great is she?
Laters. Awaiting something.
Posted at Wednesday, January 07, 2004 by janus905
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Tuesday, January 06, 2004
It strikes me that this blog currently has 770 hits. It's been up for maybe 3 months. My SubProfile was up for 3 years, and I'm not sure that it ever made that many.
The question is: are more people looking at this, or is it skyrocketing because it doesn't bother to not accept my own IP address?
Preferably the former.
Posted at Tuesday, January 06, 2004 by janus905
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Ack. Maybe I shouldn't have stayed home today. Oh well.
Since I pretty much felt crappy - really crappy - as soon as I got home from school yesterday, I decided that I wanted to stay home from school today if it was going to be the same thing. So I just hung out here, waiting to get sick.
Kind of stupid. The light fever went away, I barely had a headache, etc., etc.
What were the benefits? Let's think.
I got to watch Live and Let Die, Roger Moore's first. It was okay. I liked A View To A Kill better, although the "It's no good to go out half-cocked" line was a saving grace.
I got to try out "Soup at Hand" for the first time. As I thought, soup in the hand is not worth two in the bush, especially when it's called "Soup at Hand."
What else? Nothing's coming to me.
At least my classwork's done, but now I have Physics AND Spanish to make up. (Maybe I planned it subconsciously?)
See you all tomorrow.
Posted at Tuesday, January 06, 2004 by janus905
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Monday, January 05, 2004
In so many ways.
First off, WHY HAVE I NOT POSTED IN AGES?
Well, it all has to do with that wonderful computer game I received, Final Fantasy XI Online. Since I'm essentially not allowed to play computer games much (if at all) during the weekday, I knew that break would be the biggest chunk (relatively) of time that would be available for me to play. Needless to say, I sucked every possible drop of gaming I could. Great game. Galenfang is currently a Level 12 (almost 13) Elvaan Warrior from the city of Windurst, on the Kujata server. He's specializing in scythe these days. Let me know if you play the game and I don't know it, I'd be interested.
Oh, a disclaimer: although the stupid "Busy playing FFXI" Away message may have been up for seventeen hours in a row, the most I was on a day was 3.5 hours. Just to clear things up.
Today - our first day back. Did I manage?
Morning started off in Robinson. I had completely forgotten that we needed to wait inside the school from now on. I was kind of grumpy about that. Because there's no way I can get homework done when I'm surrounded by other people, much less other people that I can actually talk to. So the rest of the Physics problem set didn't get done.
But...
All hail the CUSTOADIAN, who was born today, January 5, 2004. 2004.
SPANISH: listened to presentations. Discussed religion. Felt shamefully incompetent while trying to form half-decent Spanish sentences for Alice - my head just doesn't work that fast that early in the morning! (Or, at least that's my excuse.)
MATH: boy, talk about picking up right where we left off. Or after! I swear they say they've taught us things that they really, really haven't. But as long as there was no collected work, it was fine.
PHYSICS: the Colonel printed off a spreadsheet about what everyone did wrong on their labs. Andrew and I were apparently working on the wrong computer. Shame on us. And we graphed three things on separate graphs, not on the same as we were supposed to. Sorry, but I never knew you could put Acceleration, Position, and Velocity on the same graph. Sheesh!
HISTORY: I better not have to watch a smidgen of "Newsies." Or I will be very upset.
PSYCH: Scary sub-man! He hummed and talked about extraterrestrials. Clinton. Phew, thought I needed to turn in that take-home test.
CS: ...
ENGLISH: I don't even remember what happened in that class. Nuance. Other stuff.
Five fire drills. I think. I learned something new each time:
1. Olivia is an amazing artist. People are nutpots.
2. Kristin is very suspicious. Breath strips melt in rain. The gnome feeds small rodents during the long, severe winter. People are nutpots.
3. I can get third place in a Caps game when I'm lucky.
4. I can get second place in a Caps gaim when I'm lucky.
5. I can get third place in a Caps game when I'm less lucky. People are nutpots.
6. Mr. Kosatka (sp?) is NOT HOT.
Okay, that's six, but I make it a point not to count anymore.
More later. Andy Andy Andy.
Posted at Monday, January 05, 2004 by janus905
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Thursday, December 25, 2003
MERRY CHRISTMAS, EVERYONE!!
Yet another great holiday season, I've got to say. The past few days have been endlessly crazy, as usual. What do you expect? Served at the 5:00 Christmas Eve Mass at the Church - always a privilege - and headed over to my grandparents for the annual Seafood Dinner. Positively piquant appetizers (minilobster, etc.) and more were available. I'm not even a huge seafood fan, and it was still good. ('Cept for that Anchovy Spaghetti. I just can't do that.) Headed back home, took care of last-minute wrapping, and went to bed.
Woke up sometime around eight today. Highlights of what's now mine: some nifty Altoid strips (takes all the fun out of the suck, eh?) that I'm sure will be gone in three or four days; this freaky clear plastic ball with maggots crawling inside; a nifty watch that still needs to be sized (long live Analog); chocolate out the wazoo; an electric shaver (Lord knows why I'd need that); assorted sweaters and pants and other clothing articles. The 3rd James Bond DVD set (featuring Octopussy, Live and Let Die, OHMSS, and Die Another Day), FFXI (downloads still progressing as we speak); a Smoothie Maker (wowza) from my grandparents, assorted bonds and stuff, and probably a bit more I've forgotten to mention. Thanks guys!
We headed over to my grandparents' again for the traditional homemade egg McMuffins and other breakfast stuff (much to my "please, Dad! Let me on the computer for just an hour" moans), and proceeded to stay there until 9:30 at night. It's pretty crazy having an entire side of the family all within fifteen minutes of the same place. But it's still cool, being able to see your cousins and uncles and aunts and other assorted imposters all under the same roof. Laughing at the little tykes that can't beat Mario Brothers 3 on their GBA SP and don't realize the value of secrecy while playing Clue. It's all good. More dinner; more seafood; more Italian. Cheesecake and Fudge. Don't remind me.
That's all I've really got to say right now. Let's hope things get even better from here on out!
Posted at Thursday, December 25, 2003 by janus905
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Tuesday, December 23, 2003
That's right. Saw it today with the two ladies at Fairfax NewPlace. Highlights outside of the movie:
$5.00 Popcorn.
"Enjoy Your Show" giggles (they all loved it!).
THE TUNNEL (Runway Tunnel, that is)
Middle-Aged "Hot Chick" man.
There's a Chipotle there?
Roped-off Bathroom
You'll only get the above if you were there with me.
Anyways, a la Christine, here are the things LOTR 3 has taught me.
1. You can avoid all of the world's problems by not going fishing.
2. As soon as you walk into any really quiet throne room, give the guy in the throne a concussion.
3. Don't climb on top of elephants. Your head will get all big and computer-generated.
4. If you ever find a big ball with the eye of Satan in it, don't touch.
5. Don't listen to your dad. Especially if he's a king and eats bloody tomatoes.
6. If you ever need to cross long rocky distances, tell the cameras to look somewhere else for a min.
7. Always carry a canister of Raid in your pocket, especially on long journeys.
8. Didn't your momma always tell you not to trust scrawny little twits with schizophrenia?
9. Orcs are bad. Orcs with hideous, misformed faces are worse.
10. If you ever need to defend a battle, don't worry about the hill. That's where your reinforcements will come from.
That's it for now.
There was TOO MUCH Legolas. He's not that cute. He just keeps his face clean.
There was not enough Liv Tyler. Although her fuzzy lips take up half the screen, it's worth it. A man has to have something to eat his popcorn to.
Andy.
Posted at Tuesday, December 23, 2003 by janus905
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Monday, December 22, 2003
So, what's been happening in Andyland recently? Let's have a recap.
Friday: Exhausted. Collapsing. Escaping just in the nick of time (the building and school in general). Had to decline the Civving and such, just for my poor rotting self.
Saturday: Very happy. Our first day off! I don't actually remember what I did, to tell you the truth. It was probably something important. Shopping? Hefty IMing.
Sunday: Wake up. Church. Grandparent's house for an interesting escapade (maybe more on this later.)
Monday: Up. Appointment with the optometrist (eyes sure haven't changed, guess that's exciting). Think I'm going with folks to Tyson's for some returns and such.
Excitement. Needed. Now. I'm kicking myself for not being able to drive. My 17.5 birthday's coming soon, I don't want to be a year and a half behind. Gosh.
There's something missing right now. Fill it, please.
Posted at Monday, December 22, 2003 by janus905
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