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Concerning Undergrads

by C J J Janes

There and back again. An Undergrad’s story.

And what is an Undergrad?

Undergrads are poor people, poorer than people with real jobs. They love food, music and sex. They disklike homework, but are good with instant messenging. They like to laugh and watch downloaded movies for free. They inhabit a land they call The dorm, a place between home and the next party.

The Undergrad is a story of these delightful creatures, a story complete in itself yet full of portent. For this book tells of Miles Rausch, the far-wandering undergrad who discovered (some say stole) the One CD-ROM of Power and brought it back to the Dorm.

And so this is the absolutely necessary beginning to the great story of the War of the CD-ROMs which is completed in the Epic trilogy The Lord of the Disks.

To be continued…
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The Game of Global Domination

Again I am at a loss of what to write, so this will be an informative post. (Mainly so Melissa will quit bothering me).

I am tired. It is 1:00am and I am sick. I cough half the time, sneeze the rest, and always have an earache and an insistent tiredness.

Now would be a good time to die.

I read Survivor by Chuck Palahniuk (entirely) this weekend. Actually, I got it done Saturday night. Why? Because Collin came up this weekend. He showed up on Friday and left Sunday morning.

The weekend was mostly movies, Risk, and Battlefield 1942. I, of course, was reading, so I did some BF42 but not much. Most of the weekend is blurry. I do remember that Collin was going to write a guest post, but he never got around to it. Maybe he can write one in his neck of the woods and send it in. One of the movies we watched was “Bowling for Columbine” by Michael Moore. It’s a very funny documentary on violence and guns and such in America. I suggest checking it out if you can. The only thing I will say is Michael Moore tends to be a bastard. That is all.

I did manage to lose quite quickly at Risk, however. The trick is to start in Syberia and try to make a line to one of your other countries, like Egypt. Also, pick fights with countries that have many many people with no or little gain for you. If you can, spread yourself quite thing over your line. Collect mostly in the ends of the lines and leave the middle (the important part) thin and lacking. There is no war without Sacrifice!

I also had to do something this weekend that I am not proud of. I had to change my schedule. I am no longer in Asp.Net. I wanted to, though. I am heart broken. There were so many cool people in my class and I even asked special permission to be in it. I had this chance to learn a technology that I can USE for my everyday, look-and-love website. Then I say Avery and he convinced me (by saying nothing) that I should be in Calc II this semester.

There are good reasons for this. I can use the book I bought last semester for this year. Asp.Net was going to force me to buy my own book at a bookstore and probably two total to do well in the class. Maybe even three books. Also, Calc II is only offered in the spring, and I think that it might be an important class for me (a Math Major as of last semester) to have.

Oh, well. I am sorry that things had to work out this way, but they have. Hopefully two Math classes (and 18 credits) won’t kill me this semester.

To quote my brother: “Eek.”

Now, because I am sick, I am going to bed. Why should I stay up. There is no one cool to chat with that isn’t sitting in my room or isn’t set to away (that’s right, Missa – no one!) so I am going to sleep off this sickness (hopefully) and get ready for a long day.

At least I only have one class on Thursday – I have that to look forward to all week.

¿@3 Dice or 2 Dice@?
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…Anywhere But Here

Hi Kids.

I haven’t written in a bit. Now I am writing. It occured to me that maybe these posts come too many, too much, too quickly, but I disregarding that as my sloth’s inclination to do less work.

I will continue my works.

I received a lot of email about the site. We may very soon see a lot more artists on Awayken.com, and I am quite proud to be the shephard. I will give you more information on that when it comes.

I, too, am being more creative/artistic lately. You will see some actual works by me back up sometime soon. Most likely the same poems, stories, plus some new things I have done/written. I had a chance to scan some things over vacation >: ) (evil smiley).

I have yet to find any pictures of myself to put up. But I should really start pretending like I have friends and put some pics of them up there. That can be a JeffandI project. Sounds good.

As you see, this post is early-afternoon ish in time (actually, you don’t see that, but you are just gonna have to trust me.) Because, I am getting lazy at night and so I decided to write this when I felt like it.

Now is good.

I also contemplated changing my style. I realize that the humorous story/parody style is popular with the kids today, but I have looked at other “artistic” blog sites, and they all seem to be deep, intellectuals writing about what beautiful intrinisic moments they seem to be having.

So, here goes:

I went to the mall yesterday. I like to sit in the mall and look at the people walking by. They have no idea that I watch them. I try to guess things about them.

Name, age, past history.

I am never sure, and will never be sure, if I am right. I just watch them. There a hundreds of stories behind any given person. Do they limp? Do they shuffle? Head high or low? Concentrated or lackadaisical? Fast or slow?

Who are you? Does your walk tell me enough to know you?

The funny thing about it is…

… the people never see me.

¿@Ataris or Weezer@?
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Communist Poker

There comes a time in a young mans life when he tries to reconnect with his roots. He finds the urge to reevaluate himself through his friends and his acquaintances. It is at this time that this young man will have a mega movie night and invite every body in both address books (Yahoo and Hotmail, excluding Carl)…

… and then no one comes.

Ok, not true. Carl, Seth, Jeff, Bryce, Lindsey, Kirstin, Ryan, Tyler, David, Erica, Andy, Dan, and Carlson showed up.

Thanks guys. :)

To the rest of you, this is what you missed. First off, Tyler and David show up around 430 (a good 4 hours early) which is fine. Tyler sits down and starts (immediately) to download things onto Bryces computer. David looks lost for a while then sits down somewhere.

Then Ryan and Kirstin show up (great, Ryans here…). Then Jeff, Carl, and Seth come strolling in. I was taken quite by surprise since I was playing Battlefield 1942 (but getting very frustrated). So, I tried to be a host. I ended up getting (semi)taught Cribbage. All I really learned is that it is the game of the devil (all those numbers that you can divide by 6) and that playing it only helps him to increase his cold, icy grip on your soul. Icy fingers, kids. Watch out.

Then Erica and Andy showed up (without the movie, I might add) and we improvised by shoving The Quick and the Dead in. There was more computer gaming. There were my hot weenies (little smokies you sickos), and eventually we had slush which tasted a little too close to alcoholic.

Bryce and Lindsey showed up. Woopity doo, Basil. Bryce and Ryan and Kirstin and Dan all played cribbage upstairs as my mom was preparing slush for everyone. She got some good ones in on Ryan (I missed it though) and then she got some really good ones in on Bryce. It was great. Everyone was laughing at him and he tried to put it on someone else, but it was a feeble attempt on his part.

Little joys. Not that I wish my brother ill will or harm, but it is funny seeing him get throttled by my mother in a battle of wits. Poor little fella.

While Jeff and Carl and Seth and I were upstairs, we decided to play cards. Now, instead of playing the tried and true (but boring and old) card games, we decided to play poker the way they would do it in Communist Russia.

There is a pot and the government has control over it. Everyone puts all their money in the pot. The cards are dealt, and everyone gets the same number of cards, but you can share cards and swap them to make the best hands out of the cards dealt. Then you each given back a fraction of a percent back of what you put in and one of you is shot.

The game continues until there is one person left. Then that person is in control of the pot and the person who was controlling it gets 35% of what is left and retires in Siberia. At times one can declare Democratic Revolt, but it will be quickly and brutally put down, they will be shot, their families will be shot, and rest of the players will pretend nothing happened.

We had a lot of fun.

Then Erica and Andy had to leave. The party kinda died down. Other people left. My dad popped in LOTR while others played Battlefield 1942. Jeff took pictures of Carl sitting with my cat. Carl really enjoyed my cat for some weird reason. O_o

Eventually everyone left and then the slumber party began. Left there were Carl, Jeff, Seth (even though he lives 20 miles away), Bryce and I. We had us some fun. Carl and Seth put themselves out on the couch while Bryce and Jeff and I chatting. Have you ever heard of http://vampirefreaks.com? That is some good chatting. By the end of the night, all three of us managed to get kicked and banned from the chat room for making fun of the admins. Jeff said something about some questionable behavior with Puppies and got the boot. That was when we decided to go to bed – at around 730am. O, thats okay. Church is only at NINE!

It was okay, though. Bryce and I went to Milbank (and saw Sue and Lonie there) at 1045. Ive been up ever since. To be technical, I didnt go to bed until 800. I only did that so I wouldnt get yelled at for staying up all night again. And look what happened. I got crabby all day. Oh, man.

Now I am chatting with Alicia and putting too much emotional baggage on her than I should and I am a little happier to see that Dans MSN name still reads “There’s a nasty rumor going around that I’m depressed, don’t believe it.” Why does his name say that? Because I added the words “I am really depressed. Ask me whats wrong” after his previous MSN name when he was gone. So, everyone would get online and ask him what was wrong and he had no idea. And they would say, “Come on, Dan. Im your bud.” This sort of thing would go on for as long as the victim is clueless.

Dan figured it out pretty quickly. :( But his name reflects my favorite MSN prank. :)

¿@Good Weekend or Bad Weekend@?
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Lessons Jack Beuer Taught Me

If you ever talk to Jeff (a pleasant experience) for more than 10 minutes (an unpleasant experience ;) ) he may bring up the subject of 24.

What is 24 (besides a number)? It is a show on Fox. It features the events that transpire in the life of Jack Beuer (a Counter Terrorism Unit agent) in real time. Jack has quite an exciting life to fill not one, but two, seasons worth of 24 hours. Actually, if you take out commercials, the entire series would only take you about 20 hours to watch. Still : I’m not sure I could hold people’s attention for that long.

So, I wanted to see what all the fuss was about, as Carl watches the show passionately as well. I wanted to see if it was a Geek-related illness or quality programming. So, I watched. And I became hooked.

Jack Beuer is an interesting guy. He would just as soon shoot you in the face (with lasers perhaps) than converse over coffee. It is just this jump-and-tumble (is that a phrase??) style that I have come to expect (and applaud) from this wild gun.

Jack has taught me a thing or two.

1) Know what you want.

Jack knew what he wanted. In the first season, he just wants his family back. In the second season, he just wants his family back. He also wants to not die (a good goal), and he sorta wants to keep his job, but knowing what you want if step one.

2) Know how to get it.

Jack usually just kills everyone. Sometimes he lets them live and kills them later. Only some people does he let live. And those people usually help him find his family.

3) Look all around you before getting into a vehicle like someone somewhere is watching you.

I did this before, but it was nice to see someone else do it. I mean, no one is trying to kidnap my family, but if they did, I already have the “look all around you” thing down. Sometimes I do it twice, in case they knew I was going to do it and then they hid and then they popped up again and then I would catch them. I never do, though.

4) Tell everyone that they are just going to have to trust you.

Really, you are just going to have to trust me.

5) Sometimes you have to get dirty.

Jack does mean things to people. But he usually has good intentions (or his temper has worn really short). Like, I have learned that if you need to prove to someone that you are really his friend (even if you are just kidding about it) you should kill an enemy of his and hack-saw his head off. Put it in a bowling-ball bag and bring it to him. Then you are quite frankly “in like Flinn!”

6) Goodbye doesn’t matter.

Jack loves his cell phone. He takes it everywhere, and he loves to slap that thing shut. He is always looking for his phone, or someone is throwing him a phone, or he is taking someone else’s phone and pretending to be that person. What fun! But the one thing Jack Beuer does not do is say goodbye. He may give you a time when he will call you back, but he never really says, “Well, talk to you later, friend!” He just slaps his phone shut and looks everywhere around his car and then gets in and drives off.

Jack is really my new idle (I realize I spelled that wrong – it is for comedic effect). But what is the most important lesson I learned from Jack?

7) Jack Beuer can be wrong.

Thats right! Jack is not always 100% sure of anything, and that can get him into trouble. Like, in the first episode of the first season, he thought this one guy was a bad guy, but turns out he was a nice, good guy! So confusing. I guess the REAL lesson is to trust no one and to kill anyone you think might be bad. Or, if you think they may be important later in the season, then just knock them out or something.

Actually that is good advice. I am sure that most everyone in my family will come back sometime in the rest of the season, so I will not kill them. I guess the real trick to life is to figure out who to kill and who to not… kill.

But, really, didn’t we know that all along?

¿@Didn’t we know that all along or Didn’t not we know that all along@?
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I Liked the Yellow

So. Already there are dilemmas of paramount proportions. It is not three days into this new year and I have to answer to “There is too much yellow.”

Well, now its orange. You like? If you dont, then too bad. If you cant tell my keyboard is still sticky. I have yet to wash it. I am a little afraid of doing it (what if my keyboard breaks??), but maybe I will do it tomorrow.

Bryce and I had a reading contest (or more like not contest) today. We are both reading Lord of the Rings : The Fellowship of the Ring, and it just so happens that we are in the same vicinity of the book (with me 40 or 50 pages ahead). The read off was going well, and I was/amstill in the lead. Then Lindsey called and Bryce lost all interest in the contest.

Funny how that works.

I have done some minor tweakings to the site. Margins, minor colors, icon (you may have noticed) for when it loads. (Why does Bryce add super-duper to the beginning of words? Does he know it sounds stupid?) There are three new poems by missa and I have included a new set of photos. I have also put some stuff on the hidden artist page, and they are link graphics. If you would like to link to me, please us the new graphics. I worked, oh, so very hard on them.

I have been playing a lot of computer games lately (Battlefield 1942 and Unreal Tournament 2003) and I would love to do some levels for Unreal but I cannot figure out the level editor. But I think I rendered something yesterday.

What else exciting happened? My aunt Sue called early (like 11:20am) to wake my brother and I up. She wished us to sup with her (I said I have been reading LOTR and it has gotten to me) at noon. She said that she had this spreadsheet problem and she wondered if I could help her (“Which, maybe you cant”) and then she would take Bryce and I out to lunch. We got there, she had her zoom turned way down, 40%, and then we ate at Pizza Ranch.

I love the salad there

Then it was back here for Saving Private Ryan and reading. Then my mom and sisters got home, and we went out to eat for supper (hot dog!). This time we went to a cafe up on the hill. Its called The HillTop Cafe. (shocker).

How exciting is my life. Shuttup. That was rhetorical.

Now that I think about it, sending out an email to everyone in my inbox (and mentioning my party) may not have been the sparkling gem of an idea I thought it was. I forgot all who was in my address book. Not that I dislike any of you… I mean… , well. Nevermind – the needle and the damage done. No going back now.

I should maybe include the lyrics to comedown somewhere on the site. I am resisting the urge to put more comics on this post. I dont think anyone read them last time.

Quite disappointing.

I leave you with a question that has burned my soul for a while now: who is cooler? Frodo or Sam?

¿@Frodo or Sam@?
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A Year and a Day

Holy Crap. Another year is gone by and here I am, a day late. I meant to launch this thing yesterday, but I was at a New Years party that lasted longer than I planned.

Much longer.

But it was nice and I had a good time and Im sorry that none of you were there. Hahaha, yeah right. Im not sorry.

So, there are so many ways to attack this post. I could write about my entire (freakin) year; I could just write about what I did yesterday or the day before; I could just wax and wane intellectually for a couple paragraphs.

Or I could show you all a bunch of funny Get Fuzzy comics that came and went.

Here they are!

Can we say nervous break down?

Kittens can be so cruel.

Bucky says some crazy things sometimes!

In this one you kinda have to tilt your head, but its worth it.

And what else do I have to show you? These two logos Collin made for me (that I could not really find a spot for in the site). They are this one and this one

You may notice a post below this. You could consider it an ‘extra’ or ‘bonus’ post since I posted it when the site was down. Its not great.

Its boring.

But its something to read. Have fun navigating the site and Welcome to 2003 (3… right? Yeah, its 3.)

May the terrible second coming of Christ be upon us soon so that the sinners may shake in their insolence and die horrible deaths!

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Its None of Our Concern

I have yet to work my Category system into effect. I hope to have a different background color for different categories. Then you would know if what I have to say is babble, prose, or humour.

I have yet to get my links in order on the left side, but I looked at my site in IE and found it to be quite unsatisfactory. Why cant the browsers agree?? So, I had to make my Width for the #content tag. I had it un specified before, but IE doesnt like that and tries to make that div tag the same size as the whole window. Guh.

I have done a lot to keep my CSS compatible with my old one. I did a lot of restuctring, though. Took some tags out (milesmade and milesmaded and blog) and had to add some for the sake of what I still plan to do (inverse and bottom). To make sense of it, the milesmade put a red border around things, the milesmaded put a blue border around things, and blog made the first post padded by 15px.

My new inverse tag looks like this
My new bottom tag looks like this

I dont think anyone is reading this, but it also serves to give me something to scroll. I need more stuff to put on the left. The blue box I plan on making into Status stuff. Right now I have iMood and this nice BlogAmp thing that puts my latest song on the site (I can configure it to show more than one song if I wish.)

So, I think thats all that is new. I plan on making the links cool, too (CSS time) but I am running out of time. I wish to release the site on January 1st.

We will see.

¿@Naughty or Nice@?
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Numbers.

I dont have much to say.

My keyboard got soda spilt into it, so some of the keys stick and dont work. One of them is key (oh, man – play on words) to making contractions, so, even though I could just quit making them, Ill continue to make contracting, just without that all special key.

Finals are this week (to everyones surprise) and I may actually have more time to post. Well see. I hadnt much to say lately.

I finished my [ english project ] and hope that you all will take a look at it. Even if it is brief. I wanted to include more interwebs, but Im done with it.

I think that is all for now. I am planning on redoeing the site over Christmas break, so you may see a very different [A]wayken[.]Com[ ] come the new year. Well see.

¿@188198812920607963838697239 or 46165043980716356337941@?
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The Elusive MegaTron

Before you read anything, look at [ this ] wonderful picture.

This, people, is the elusive MegaTron. This rare photo has caught the MegaTron in its natural environment, some sort of disoteque, as are so popular with young children of today.

Here he makes a hesitant wave. To hide himself from predators (mostly likely trying to steal his awesome hat – or are those his ears??) he, himself, does himself become an optical illusion, himself. He stands, straight-legged, ready to take on the world one stilt-footed step at a time.

It’s hard to tell what sort of expression it wears. It appears to be looking at something up and to its right. Or it could be part of the MegaTron mating dance in which they basically just do that expression right there – that one — right … there.

It is my only hope that this creature does not find its way into our cities. If so, the results could be disasterous. It has been known to inexplicably suck the power out of any surge protecter with a simple clicking sound.

These creatures excite easily and may defend themselves by launching old pumpkins at offenders. However, if caught face to face, do not fear this creature. One on one, or caught in a small group, the MegaTron is actually pretty cool.

Just don’t Peek-A-Boo with him – after that, my guess is, you’ll never see him again.

¿@Real Cool or Real Fake@?
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I Remember Thinking…

This isn’t really a post, but I wanted to get something out here so that you people don’t think that I gave up websites.

“Webpages? Those are for dorks!”

No, what I did instead is decided to devote myself to my studies. So, I have little things to share with you. For one, there is [ this ].

This is a pretty cool [ pic ]. I’m also experimenting with Media Player 9. Jeff had it a while back and I’ve decided to give it a spin. ( + ) is that it minimizes to the task bar. ( – ) is that it doesn’t take control, so when I hit “Pause” it starts Winamp. geez.

Secondly, here is a humourous story. I have several email filters that put emails with key words into a special folder. I check that folder first, skim the subject lines, the authors and decide whether to keep it.

Then I hit select all, and I uncheck any emails that I wish to keep. The remaining selected emails I delete. Then I select all again and I send those to the inbox.

Well, today, I checked my “Forwardz” folder, and I skimmed. Oooo, two emails to keep. I selected all, unchecked the two emails, the hit “Send to Inbox.”

oh holy mother of pearl why why me hoeahhh

Yeah, that’s what I was thinking. Because suddenly all I had was those two emails. And I had a funny feeling that the rest weren’t in the trash. Now I’m afraid to see my inbox.

Sometimes I hate email.

just sometimes.

¿@I hate you or I forgive you@?
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AVSEQ01.DAT

You know what that is up there? No you don’t.

I am writing this post because I haven’t slept for close to 24 hours and plan on skipping band to sleep this afternoon. I hope that my grammar and spelling do not suffer, but they will. Like all of you will.

I have an assembly project due. Guess what? I uploaded it to this stupid website and you can download it. Make sure you put all the files in the same folder. If you run it and wierd things happen, then don’t worry. It’s just that you have a gay computer.

Get a new computer and try again. That link is right [ here ].

There is a new author by the name of “plasma” with two poems.
brenna submitted four more poems and one new prose piece. Check them out! They are hella cool!

Why else am I up so late? Well, I had a lot to add for other authors. A lot considering the usual stagnation. And I also haven’t updated the [ Zimmermann Site ] in a while and I figured I’d do that. I also have a stupid Calc test. It’s gotten me quite by surprise, but I feel like I could do anything tonight. After figuring that project out, I’m ready to take on the world… Hardcore!

I think right now I am going to reboot my computer, watch an episode of 24, do some math related musings, and possibly a couple hits of [ acid ].

Oh man – it has snowed.

i hate snow

¿@Sleep or Schleep@?
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I Shouldn|t Have To Post About This

I guess it never occured to me. I guess I never questioned it. I had an entire Vacation and didn’t even think about it.

My turkey day was nominal. My family (my mother’s side [except for the baby of the family, Tim]) came up to our house this year. In between poking fun at relatives, eating, and simply hanging out, I was trying my best to get an Assembly Language project done. Dave (my partner ;) ) and I are nearly done, and it’s due on Wednesday. We have many many thoughts on what to do for our presentation (to ensure our ‘A’) but we’ll see what we come up with.

So, like I said, I never thought of it. This weekend I had also tried to watch EVERY 24 episode in Season One. It didn’t work, but I’m up to 500pm now. Big smiley face. So, in the midst of all this Jack “You’re Just Gonna Have to Trust Me” Beuer action, I was chatting with Plasma, someone who will soon be sporting poetry on this site, but which I haven’t gotten a chance to put up yet.

As I chatted with Plasma, he was commenting on a certain post I made. It was called “Big News” and it talked about Jeff and I breaking up after dating for a day.

To cut to the chase, Plasma wasn’t so sure if I was a guy.

…

… what ? …

Yeah, that’s what I was thinking? Is it unclear somewhere just what sex I am? I’m all for the ambiguous and androgynous, but I am no girl. I figured the “Girls Are Evil” post, where I talk about trying to ask this girl out, was pretty to the point (unless, upon assuming that I was a girl, you assume that I am also a lesbian).

To quell rumours before they spread like wildflowers and, everyone on the internet starts to assume that I am female, I have decided to unmuddy the waters.

I am a guy, man, muchacho, a brother, amigo, male (maybe even alpha), actor (not -tress), programmer (not -ess), &c. Want proof (and some of you who know me want proof)? Well, here is some : [ my msn profile ] and here, too : [ hair ] and here : [ bottles ].

There. I hope I made my point. I love women and their females parts, of which, I think of as a man would think of them. I have male parts and being a man I think of them only as a man thinks of other male parts of other men. And himself, male man parts to others, think. And females … the females. Always with the females and the glavin.

To the other people who haven’t met me physically yet (uh… just Ayelet, I guess) I hope this heads off any sort of confusion you may ever have.

¿@Male or Female@?
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I Had a Long Weekend

So long that I can’t possibly type it all. I started to write an outline and it got so long that the weight of turning it into a full blown post depressed me to tears.

So, here are the highlights.

Dan came up for the LAN Party (LAN pahr-tee) all the way from the School of Mines in Rapid City (that’s a long cuckfurking way).

Alan, Jeff’s friend, came up from … somewhere and ended up at the LAN Party, too. Turns out that Alan knew who I was the whole time. I used to give him a bad time in the comments because it seemed to me that he thought I was Jeff. I am not Jeff.

I am Miles.

So we all had the LAN party. It was a lot of Dan rebooting, Alan getting fragged unmercifully, and people telling me that my Counter-Strike looks like a slideshow (but it’s a hella nice fast slideshow, guys). Then disaster struck. Novelization time.

Bryce and I were involved in a game of Unreal Tournament 2003 (UT2003) and Dan was playing Dungeon Siege by himself ( :( ) again. Bryce was saying, “You’d better not let me catch you, Miles, or I’m gonna kill you. You’d better hope that you find me first,” as I eyed him through my scope. Dan saved a villiage or something.

Alan and Jeff were getting ready to leave, and, since they were our rides, we felt that we should waste as much time before getting up to leave like they were. Jeff was wrapping up his mouse and Alan was unplugging hit tower. All of a sudden…

… disaster …

… three screens go black at the same instant, fans stop turning, and above all was heard a click. We all four stood/sat there in a stunned silence. Slowly, what had happened registered on the faces of the victims. Then it registered on Alan’s. He started to stammer, and all he could say was “Oh, man… oh, oh man…”. Alan had turned off our computers.

Dan started to cry, his tears coming fast and hot on his keyboard. Bryce started to swear very violently and almost strangled Alan, who was close to tears himself. I simply shrugged and turned off my monitor.

We waited for Bryce to calm down, and for Dan to quit being such a girl. Then Alan started to say, “Dammit, I am so so sorry, guys. I had no idea… it just clicked and I couldn’t figure out what happened, I am so sorry…” over and over again. Finally, we decided it was time to go. The other kid in the three person UT2003 game we had going says, “Are you guys going?” I guess he didn’t realize that our characters hadn’t moved for five minutes.

“Yeah, we’re gonna head, I think…”

That was a supreme, super condensed version of what I was GOING to post. In the interest of my sanity, we’ll move on to Saturday.

As it turns out, waking up at 100pm was harder to realize than we thought. And as it turns out, we overshot by about 2 hours. We didn’t shower. Jeff and Alan were hungry, so we just zipped off to the The China Moon like we do every Saturday. It was quiet, then we remembered.

Poor Alan. We were relentless. I tried to let up on him, because I’d like him to visit again sometime. Then we got back to the dorm, and finally Dan, Bryce, and I took off for Sioux Falls.

We went to the Century Theatre to see the new Bond flick. We met Ryan Guse (Bryce and Dan’s friend), Todd (Guse’s roommate) and Alicia (who I didn’t know was going to be there.) We all sat down in the theatre. I was between Alicia and Guse. It was nice.

The movie was another matter.

I thought a lot of the action sequences seemed fake or cheesy. I thought the punch lines were mostly bad innuendos that got very tiring. Lots of cool cars, lots of hot babes, but little to make this a buy. I thought it was a decent action movie, but a horrible Bond movie. Maybe I missed the point, but I didn’t like the movie much.

After the movie we went to KFC and had some food. I had very very little money so I only bought a Mountain Dew (which I haven’t had for a while), but Alicia made me eat some of her potato wedges. We had extensive conversation at the restaurant. Guse even had a good comeback (his 12th, I believe) and it consisted of saying, “Firewall” and putting his hand between me and his face.

To his credit, I had nothing against that. I had a really really bad router thing that back fired, and so I just sat embarassed. Then they closed down KFC on us and we were forced out into the cold.

So, we went to Alicia’s apartment to watch Zoolander (again) and to get a quick tour. Then we said our tearful goodbyes and sped off to home. We got back late (again) and stayed up later (again) and finally went to bed in time for church on Sunday. I thought mass was at 1030, but it was at 1000.

Oops.

Sunday passed most uneventfully. Dan left, and took Bryce with him, shortly after mass, and I organized my room. I tried homework, and I only partly succeeded. So, I went to bed.

On Monday, sometime, I found out that Collin has a webcam (!) Can you believe it!? Here are some ads he made for me. Just click : [ this ] and [ this ]. Those are links by the way (Erin).

I think that something like the Collin Show would be the greatest/worst thing to hit the net. There are some people you should never give cameras to. Like :ponder:, for instance.

Anyway, now I’m having a mock fight with Missa about what he said/I said/did/wanted to do when we were mock dating. It’s confusing and it’s making me very angry.

¿@CollinCam1 or CollinCam2@?