Oh yes. And the little cat is quite insane. He must think its a good idea to attack an opened computer tower, thereby nearly bringing the thing down on his little kitty head, not to mention my most unholy wrath. There can be no other reason for his actions.
Month: July 2003
Sylllllllllllllabbbbbbbllllllleeeeeee
grrr…. I need a new PS/2->Serial convertor for the mouse on my P2 mobo. Or maybe the Comm1 port fried and I just need a new mobo. Either way, there should be a 24 hour Hardware store like the one in El Cajon on Johnson. How else can I solve these types of problems at 12:15 in the morning? I need to install this new OS, Syllable, and I need to install it now! The why isn’t important! Maybe Dad’s got an old P2 board sitting around…. might have to hit him up…
Taking it with me to work
Damn you Orson Scott Card! Ender’s Game was fantastic, with such a superb ending… and now the sequel, Speaker For The Dead makes me want to go out and found my own religion! Curse you for keeping me up until nearly 4 in the morning reading! I’ve never seen two books by the same author, in the same series that are so completely different from each other. I find myself wondering, is Jane friend or foe? Is she helping Ender? Or just using him? And the Hive-Queen? Are the Buggers really sorry for what they did, and merely wish to live in peace? Or are they manipulating Ender; guilting a child into raising them into a position of power? And what about the Piggies? What was it that Pipo and Libo did? I must say though, I did predict that Ender would become at once the most hated and the most beloved person in the universe for his crimes and his attempts at salvation.
These be some damn good books.
bonfire
I’m at Tres’
Tim is a chattybitch.
There’s a bonfire tomorrow. Be there or don’t. But Tres and Fire together, in close proximity…. well, lets just say, I want to see the light show.
Lots of stuff has happened. I (along with Lance, Tim, and Tres) went to ComicCon. Got me a cardboard tube, signed by the Penny-Arcade gang. And a Wang Fu Master t-shirt. And a Certificate.
In other news, 3.5 Edition of DND sucks.
Going to see mom in a couple weeks. Kidnapping Kerry for a little while.
All for now.