Jumping on the blogwagon

In typical fashion, I've gotta get in on this action. The last time I blogged here was March. MARCH.
Moving on.

My laptop is making my legs hot. So technically I have hot legs.
I'm almost finished with midterms. Almost. Luckily I got back the midterm I thought was the hardest already and I did better than expected. You don't get to say that often.

I like the social network soundtrack
its pretty hip.






just embedding these videos in this blog makes me think of the Social Network, all that code. With my 1 semester of Computer Science for Non-Computer Science majors I think I'm about 1/99th as skilled as Zuckerberg.

I have to admit, facebook is very effective. Even with a scandalous origin it has become the social HUB for all us folks. And our parents. And grandparents.
I wonder who the oldest person with a facebook is. But do facebook fan pages count? Because if they did then Jesus would have a facebook. :)

I've noticed my grammar goes to hell in blog form. I can't START sentences with And But Because.
But I do it anyways.
And I like it.




If you take anything away from this post, it's that you should read the novel White Noise by Don DeLillo.


also this is a thing http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Post-postmodernism


You still got it.

Good old fashion bumping of John's post with a video

To Be Continued...

Waiting
Anxiety
Waiting
Distraction
Fun
Response
Penmanship
Lovely
Relief
Calm
Busy
Busy
Busy
Hello...
Smile
Class
Study
Chat
Group
Fail
Play it cool
Steady as she goes
Master planner

If Facebook has made me realize anything, it's how little I actually care about what's going on in the lives of pretty much everyone. If that sounds really snobby, it's because it is. If you read that sentence with a condescending chortle, I think you might get a clearer picture of what I'm talking about.

I have so much work to do right now. I'm blogging as a means of stirring up whatever unharvested creativity I have left.

Conquer. Let's talk about Conquer. The ace in the hole. I think we need to take Conquer to the social networking stage. I don't even know what that means. Let's not talk about Conquer. It's a summer project and all, right?

If creativity was a basket of goods, my CPI would be...bad. Low? Insufficient?

I DON't KNOW WHAT I'M SUPPOSED TO DO FOR THIS ASSIGNMENT.

I just read fifty pages about whaling and whalers and how they made up rules so they wouldn't steal each others whales. I just downright don't care enough to think about it anymore than I already have.

Holy crap. I'm not going to finish by midnight. I need to go bye.

In so many words...

Sighting

Ignorance

Sighting

Intrigue

Ignorance

Outing

Perceive

Consideration

Ignorance

Sighting

Consideration

Maybe

Observation

Ok

Waiting

Pilot light

Waiting

Tuesday

Mediocre

Waiting

Thursday

Oppurtunity

Fail

Animosity

Oppurtunity

Fail

Secession

Facebook

Rejuvination

Waiting

Waiting

Waiting

Waiting

Game Time

Tuesday

Oppourtunity

Fail

Sighting

Strategize

Anger

Calm

Waiting

Game Day

Thursday

Think

Class

Off-guard

Opportunity

Fail

Anger

Stress

Build up

Attempt

Go

Go

Go

Fail

Go

Fail

Scouting

Go

Fail

Sucession

Scouting

Observation

Lying

Consternation

Scheming

Choices

Focus

Forget it

Break

Email

Lunch

Conversation

Friend

Class

Sighting

Wait for it

Go

Stop

Uh oh

Pain

Lecture

Mind Races

Pump it

Pump it

Now or Never

Now or Never

Now or Never

Heart

Animosity

Adreneline

Commotion

Run

Run

Waiting

Waiting

Waiting

Here it comes

Here it comes

Here it comes

Here it comes

Here it comes

Sighting

Walking

Side door?

…

…

…

Fail

Pain

Pain

Yelling

Driving

Upset

Stupity

Facebook

…

I do stupid stuff when i'm upset

Hey, man, you know i'm really okay
the gun in my hand will
tell you the same
but when i'm in my car
don't give me no crap
cause the slightest thing
and i just might snap

When i go driving i stay in my lane
but getting cut off it makes me insane
open the glove box
reach inside
gonna wreck this fucker's ride
'cause i got a bad habit
of blowin' away yeah yeah
got a bad habit yeah yeah
and it ain't goin' away yeah yeah

Well, they say the road's
a dangerous place
if you flip me off i'll
get in your face
you drive on my ass
your foot's on the gas
and your next breath is your last
'cause i got a bad habit
of blowin' away yeah yeah
i got a bad habit yeah yeah
and it ain't goin' away yeah yeah

Drivers are rude
such attitudes
but when i show my piece
complaints cease
something's odd
feel like i'm god
you stupid dumbshit
goddamned motherfucker!

I open my glove box
reach inside
gonna wreck this fucker's ride
'cause i got a bad habit
of blowin' away yeah yeah
i got a bad habit yeah yeah
and it ain't goin' away yeah yeah