The Daily Adventures of Mercat

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LEGIT EXCUSE: I TOOK THE GRE TODAY THEN PARTYFAILED. MOM WAS ALL "HEY WANT TO GO TO SKYLINE AFTERWARDS?" AND I SAID PROBABLY AND I CAME HOME TO COLD PIZZA AND A REQUEST TO CLEAN THE BATHROOMS. SO I DID THAT AND LEFT. AND THEN NOBODY ACTUALLY WANTED TO "GO OUT" LIKE WE PLANNED, EVEN TO DRUNK KARAOKE, SO I WAS KINDA IN A BAD MOOD AND THIS DAY WAS KIND OF A WASTE OF MY LIFE TO BE HONEST

SO I'M UP LATE CATCHING UP ON IMPORTANT THINGS (LIKE LIVEJOURNALLING) AND NOT GIVING A SHIT BECAUSE I'M GOING TO SLEEP IN BUT WATCH THE DAMN PARADE TOMORROW ANYWAY

AND THEN AS SOON AS GRANDMA GETS DEPRESSED AND ASKS ME WHY I'M NOT DATING ETC ETC AND MOM STARTS TALKING AT ME ABOUT GRAD STUFF AGAIN I'M JUST GONNA GTFO AND GO SEE DUE DATE AND THEN GO TO WAFFLE HOUSE BECAUSE I HAVE BEEN LOOKING FOR PEOPLE TO GO FOR THREE WEEKS AND NOBODY WANTS TO FUCKING GO AND YOU KNOW WHAT? FINE. I'LL GO BY MYSELF. THIS IS WHY I HATE PEOPLE SOMETIMES. BECAUSE LITERALLY NO ONE IN TOWN WANTS TO GO TO THE MOVIES WITH ME.

Some fucking friends sometimes, I swear to god. There is more to life than alcohol.

BUT I DIGRESS.

/capsrage!off

(Note, that is not capsrage "yelling" but rather "comically over-loud voice".)

Now onto your regularly scheduled programming.

OH, HOW APPROPRIATE, yesterday's prompt was the last movie I saw in theatres. INCEPTION. WHEN I GOT BACK THIS SUMMER, AND I FUCKING HAD TO DRAG MY SISTER TO GO SEE IT WITH ME. And before that?! Iron Man 2! My moviegoing track this year is a shame! WHY DOES NO ONE WANT TO GO OUT TO MOVIES THIS YEAR?! Fucking idek.

Last book I read... Well, last book I finished was probably Lost City of Z which I read for fun over the summer and was amazing despite its ending. I mean, the ending is still amazing from a historical point of view but (without giving much away) the whole thing is this buildup and then--AUGH. You have to read it, if you are in the slightest a history or Indiana Jones or adventuring fan, oh boy.



...Not gonna lie though, despite being in a general good mood, handling school okay, work is going fine, working out, et cetera, I am a bit emotionally unstable at the moment. I can tell because the slightest little comments are making me upset enough to almost nearly ruin my evenings. I really can't handle people brushing me off much more to go to parties/drink but "oh I don't have enough money to go to a movie". Because alcohol comes out of the faucet for free, I see. Well alrightythen. I'm hoping Laura's not going to be bitchy tomorrow because I think I'm going to need to run away from the rest of the family with her, particularly since the cuzs (cuzns? cuzzes? idek. "cuzs" looks like it should be Polish.) are on the other side of the goddamned country.


...*sigh*. I miss my drum corps family =(

Things I also failed to bitch about earlier this week: The DJ on Saturday, who took requests up to a few days in advance because he couldn't/didn't do on-the-spot mixing (HA, mixing, if you could call it that--what with jumps and awfully apparent tempo changes), in the three hours we were at the dance, played TWO, count 'em, TWO songs that were 1) older than 2000, 2) not a dance/pop/hip-hop song. Seriously, the guy was awful. About 30 minutes in to the dance he played "Wannabe" (Spice Girls--ngl had to look up the title of that song) and with about 20 minutes left he played "You Shook Me All Night Long". The only other song he played that wasn't some currently-top-40-but-actually-shitty-dance-tune-excuse-to-party-hard song was Pokerface. So out of the songs I requested (Fuck You, anything by Gaga, anything by Queen, and anything by Billy Joel), I got one song. Needless to say, I was PISSED THE FUCK OFF. I spent probably half to two-thirds of the dance glaring at the DJ from my chair. I mean, this could be the fault of the coordinators who hired a friend-of-a-friend and maybe forgot to forward our requests, but what kind of shitty DJ plays pretty much ONE TYPE OF SONG all night?! And not even varying between dance tunes and slow songs? WE HAD NO SLOW SONGS ALL NIGHT.

Basically I'm pissed at everyone and everything right now and I'm about to snap. Not angry-snap but just break-down-snap and no one seems to really give a shit, because that's just how things go. Ugh. I'm kinda tired of this crap, really.

Also I do not recommend trying to follow a conversation about a boyfriend's roommate's cousin who is that person's ex and their crazy parents at a party after taking the GRE, because the actual GRE's paragraph and word problems turned out to be much more difficult and brain-power-consuming than I expected them to be and I was (and am) rather brain dead on the this-idea-requires-a-complex-sentence-of-at-least-four-phrases front.

But onto the linkspam:

So, uh, this happened.

MY LIFE MAY OR MAY NOT BE COMPLETE NOW. <3

A really interesting article about Florence Nightingale's influential graph and a common mathematical fallacy of graph creation/interpretation. Fascinating because I encounter a lot of misunderstood data on a fairly regular basis (thank you, journalism majors), and also because these are the type of subtleties you may have to discern between on the GRE. (I did pretty well on the quantitative section, but the reading/vocab was much more difficult than I anticipated and I nearly ran out of time, having to guess haphazardly at a few questions.) Anyway. Data is pretty, and presentation is valuable. I wish I knew more about the historical context of these charts because it might be an interesting topic for Ada Lovelace Day, although perhaps something that focuses on the graphical fallacy is not the best topic. (Nightingale was particularly observant in clinical matters though, wasn't she? Wasn't she the one who told people to wash their hands, basically, kill less people with infection? Or am I thinking of someone else entirely? FIFTH GRADE HISTORY IS FAILING ME.)

An interesting article about Native American culture, race, and steampunk, with significantly more win than all the shenanigans last year. Although I must admit, I don't think I ever heard the story of "the first Thanksgiving" in school. At least, not as a history lesson, but as more of a holiday folklore type thing, minus maybe the "learning how to plant corn" part. ALTHOUGH ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THAT we never approached it from the accuracy point-of-view either. So.

For the record I still don't like "ray guns" as a steampunk thing. I have never come into acceptance of them. Then again I've also become more standoffish about pop culture's reaction to steampunk as a whole anyhow, so, some part of me just also doesn't give a shit (that my entire POV on steampunk is decidedly different, because the generic running-with-steampunk scene is not my cup of tea).

DAMN I AM RANTY TONIGHT. Sorry about that folks. I'm a bit tweaky, it seems.

(I do like that EL wire on the gun, though, despite my active distaste for mods of that nerf gun... Hm. Considerations, considerations.)


Holy crap this test fried my brain a lot more than I expected it to. First I was moody, now I'm just too tired to parse any article with more than one sentence and a funny picture. Basically my brain is running like MemeGenerator at the moment.

Idk why but I've been tab-hoarding for weeks. As a result, running roughly 220 tabs was causing firefox to crash constantly. So, here is several days worth of tab writeups, which might mean whatever I wrote sounds a few days old. That would be because it is, but it's probably not too important.

( LOTS of articles )

( a second set, many more articles )

...I read a lot.

Lately I've been seriously considering finally getting a webpage put up. A few reasons; it'd be nice to have one place to host all my photos, finally get that webcomic up and going, also a page dedicated to Adventure (COSI) because I seem to be the only fan of it on the planet. (At least I'm sure some Indy geeks would give it some attention.) I dunno, maybe post my art, too? Not that there's much of it. OH, and finally get the Steampunk Collective/Cooperative (needs a better name though) up and running.

I just keep coming back to a few things.
1) I plan to be completely out of contact the next two summers with drum corps, which would potentially be a problem for both a comic and the steampunk site.
2) I would pretty much have to make the webpage dirtybuchwalder, but then that's giving out my real name. I don't mind giving out my real name in the capacity I do now, because I slowly stumble on people and it's more like building friendships than buying a huge billboard. Maybe I could just buy the domain and redirect? But that's money I don't know if I want to spend (yeah, I'm cheap) AND I have to come up with another site name.

Decisions, decisions. =/ Suggestions/discussion is welcome...

Haha I have a metric fuckton of tabs open right now. 146 to be exact. =D why yes I do spend way too much time online why do you ask

Anyway. Wrote a short story today, posted over on Deviant Art here. Some info in the description and the updated journal. It is pretty much word-for-word (so to say) a dream I had last night, minus the totally unconnected story before and after. It is either the effects of caffiene (my dreams get stranger when I drink caffiene), or my brain is telling me some things that even I didn't know I was concerned about. Which I guess is why it really hit me like a brick when I woke up. I'm hoping I got the feeling across in it, which is what I was going for, more than anything. I tried to adjust the symbolism and everything so it wasn't quite so blatant. I didn't want to push the fantasy side that much either, but I hope it came across. And I know there was that one awkward sentence in there, about the looking back, but I was going for a little bit of disjointedness at that point, because the kid has been uncontrollably thinking disjointedly for so many years, that's the nature of his head. ...Huh, it's a he. I mean it was me in the dream but I guess the story is a he. Whatever, I left it ambiguous on purpose. It is me and it's not me and it's a boy and it's a girl. They are custodians and they are parents. The trains are tools and they are friends. ~ooh, dichotomy~ Anyway. Basically, if you ever had Miss Downie and you read the story, what was it called "The Day Without a Sun" or something, where there is a girl living on Mars whose life is practically destroyed by not being able to see the sun. This is the opposite and I didn't even realize it until after I wrote the whole damn thing. Sometimes I think that my subconscious is plotting to shock me with amazing levels of symbolism. (But as you can see by the amount I actually write, that's pretty fucking rare.)

BUT IN OTHER NEWS, I have pages upon pages of links to get rid of!

I just freaking hate this age group, and mostly everything about them. Oh, I know, I can't be too hard on them, they're just growing up, I was that age once blah blah blah (you can even say I could still fit in with the age group trying to be whatever scene, forget Scene). I just... GAH. I HATE PEOPLE. STOP CONFORMING TO NONCONFORMITY. god guys I'm so rejected with my ugly eighties clothes and I'm so straightedge I'm all hardcore and shit yeah fuck yeah I'm too good for you I just really hope they grow up and hate that period of their lives hard core. (Ooh, hard core.) I mean, damn, I would. I can't say I ever enjoyed the scenes of that general age group. I am proud to dislike Backstreet Boys and N'Sync and Britney Spears. I still don't think it's good (although Timberlake's newer stuff, some of it's good). Except Joey Fatone because he was on Broadway in Little Shop of Horrors (as Seymour!) <3

Yessss... It's never really struck me as weird that my sister was born in 1990. Or the fact that, you know, I babysat kids five years younger than me and everything. But the fact that there are 13-year-olds born in 1995 is a bit freaky. I guess this is my year for that. It's not the "FUCK I FEEL OLD" type of perspective, but the "holy shit, two decades" perspective. Not that I'm quite there yet (got a few months), but... damn. I can still remember my tenth birthday "htiting double digits" D= (I don't remember what I got though.)

God... those girls in that picture... I just want to smack them with a pink flamingo or something, I mean seriously. You sit around doing that all day? What the fuck? At least in the eighties people were doing stuff while they looked tacky.

I can't get over the crown thing, either. Just... oh god. Hahaha. I dunno. I'm trying to figure out the best way to piss of Scene (who made that up as a name for a style? Seriously. They deserve to die an uncreative death) kids. I'm pretty sure this is just as bad as emo. Like, New and Improved Emo, now with Color! Made with extra Hate. WHAT

Seriously, somebody help me figure out how to mock these kids, other than blatantly ignoring them.

I think, if I saw that girl on the right in real life, I would run off and rip the tape off her neck and put it in my car stereo.

Okay, so, I'm not sure China's really prepared to deal with all the shit from the Olympics. That being said, I think some of the "protests" have gone a bit overboard harassment-wise. But oh, the irony.

Did I post about that Be-an-IndyGirl-get-on-MTV-and-Meet-Shia-LaBeouf contest? I can't remember. Anyway, if I didn't, I'm not sure what type of person they're really looking for. You were supposed to post a video or something being adventurous or I don't know what, but anyway, just the nature of the beast, I really don't see real IndyGirl fans (and yeah, I know them, and I'm talking about people more qualified than myself, hurr) crossing much with the MTV crowd. Which just seems like a bad deal for Indy fans, then. Anyway. I'll rant about how much I hate MTV another day. My point WAS, it got cancelled, so quickly I never even saw an article about it other than messageboards. So... *shrug* I dunno. Don't know, don't really care. I'm just blathering for now.

Screechowls never fail to be ridiculously adorable.

I'm pretty sure Stan Lee never ceases to be awesome. What a cool guy.

I've read something about this dwarfism before, where a girl around the turn of the century (last century) was on display places as a fairy. But that does not stop this girl from being ADORABLE. Although the one pic, the purple lipstick is rather harsh.

A bit oldish, but I freaking love beatonna. Her historical stuff is just so nonsensically clever. Sort of like if you took Roald Dahl's illustrator and mashed him up with Monty Python sketches. I love it.

Quite possibly THE best video I have ever, ever, EVER seen on youtube. Or the internets.

Poor Terry Gilliam. That man is a genius. I don't know if I mentioned that I watched Time Bandits over spring break, but it's a pretty damn good movie. Terry Gilliam has the mind I wish I had. Or at least, his art is the mind I wish I had. Good man.

Welcome! A link I did nothing with on April Fool's.

And another.

Holographic Batman stickers. You know who I'm looking at.

The assquatch. Showing me that redneck creativity is not always as cool as the jackalope.

Disabled duck gets a scooter. AWWW.

37 days until Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull! That's CRAZY TALK. The m&m's are going to have FEDORAS on them?! HELL FUCKIN' YEAH

I'm going to WalMart tomorrow. My junkfood piles may be well-stocked, we shall see.

In addition I am kind of nervous about tickets. I mean even with Pirates we never had a problem getting group tickets for the midnight showing, but, yeah, it's still up in the air whether the IndyGear people are going as a group or not, and I guess the guy who's setting up the thing isn't posting on the forum? Which is odd, to me at least. I don't think Dayton would have that many IndyGear people who don't post on that forum. Frick, I don't think much of anywhere does. BAH. And then figuring out who I have to ignore because you talk through movies! =P You people, geez.

[EDIT] A but more on the writing. I think that reading all those Neil Gaiman short stories kind of kicked my brain into "let's write something nice and twisty" mode. Twisty like fantasy in general. I finally got an idea for a changed-POV fairy tale, which I have kind of wanted to do forever. There are so many good ones! I rather love them. (Wicked, anyone? Definitely changed how you watch the Wizard of Oz.) Plus I realized today that I finally got a good story bit out of my dreams (which I journal, or, try to at least), but I had to accept the fact that it was short and complete on its own already. And I think reading all those short stories made me realize that explaining away the things I come up with, just writing the little tidbits, might be enough for now. Maybe I am just not a novel-length story teller. Maybe I am just a collector of pieces of tales, and sometimes those are more interesting than a life story. So I think I'm going to keep chugging along with this and try to write just as it comes, as it makes me happy. I think trying to write long and involved stories is what killed me back in Power of the Pen. I mean, I love long and involved stories. Sometimes I am proud when I guess the plot and sometimes I am thoroughly surprised by a twist I didn't see coming. So maybe I will just continue to read those stories but writing what seems best.

That made me happy just to think about today. =) I love to write. I think part of it comes from my desire to remember as much inane detail as possible, to help remember things. When I am old I want to be able to look back and think, oh yes, I remember these stupid little things. They're what make it alive. And if not I've got them written down, but I do hope I have a good memory.

Ugh, okay, that thought and the haunting part of the story and thinking about Nana is going to get me in a funk. I'm going to bed.

So, I feel kind of bad I haven't been updating on schedule like I promised, but after that huge Indyspam I kind of ran out of things to show for a bit, and I haven't been in the mood to dredge up trivia.

BUT! I am trying to get myself back on schedule, and I STILL need to post my vacation photos to flickr! And I come bearing good things:

I found another good webcomic! w00t w00t! I think the best description of it would be a mashup between Cyanide and Happiness and xkcd: http://warehouse.carlh.com/comic/

45 days until Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull! I'm SOOOOOO EXCIIITEEEED. (I'm also fearful of how much money I'm going to be dropping on this hobby over the year. Good for the economy, bad for my bank account.) Anyway, I think you should check out this totally awesome background info from the guy who did a few banners for The Raider. And if that's not enough, here's some more awesome.

I'm not sure how I feel about an Indy cartoon. First of all I am like 90% opposed to fanfic as it stands, and I am afraid that the cartoon would come off the wrong way, with people changing the character a bit too much to be what they wanted to be, or misinterpreting it. =/ On the other hand, it could be totally bitchin'. I think that the main reason I'm afraid it would sort of pervert the fandom is 1) look what happened to Star Wars and 2) would Lucas AND Spielberg AND Ford be involved? Probably not, and they're pretty much key to the character, in my opinion. (Then again, after Indy 4, there's a good chance I'll come out ranting and raving about how much George Lucas ruins everything he touches. Good 50/50 chance on that one. I'm either going to love it, or I'm going to loveit-hateit.)

I keep having this fanfic discussion with people on different subjects, and it just reminded me of the ONE attempt I had at it, when I was first kind of discovering what the internet was and how much it was a fandom tool (and what fandom was). I think I've posted about this before, but it made me really happy thinking about it last night. I only had about a chapter but Marion had come back and Indy was going to the South American pyramids... hehehe.

In other news, who's ready to panic about the economy?! WOOO! I suck at following news and politics and everything like that, but the fact that we talk about it almost every history class, and I've been seeing so many people in debt for so long (just... our modern culture in general), and the fact that SKYBUS CLOSED THE OTHER DAY, RIGHT AFTER ALOHA AIRLINES AND ATA!!!PANIC!!! yes. I think I am nervous because I don't know what all that means. I mean we're not going to have a Great Depression, are we, just perhaps people being more considerate (god forbid) of their actions? THAT WOULD BE NICE.

In the meantime anyone hear about that plant they found that makes diesel? I mean yay for convenience but boo on green revolution. =(

No. Seriously. Today is the best day ever.





http://xkcd.com/389/

That's right, Randall Munroe just rickrolled band kids everywhere.

Also, in the spirit of being rickrolled: http://limerickdb.com/?top150 (There are some really, really good ones on there.)

Also, found this link, which claims The Fall is the movie that The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen should have been. And on my god are they ever right. Plus? Lee Pace (aka the Piemaker in Pushing Daisies). Why has this not come to my attention earlier? Damn you US, this was made in 2006! Curse your run-of-the-mill tastes.

85 days until Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull! Today's trivia: I'm sorry, I can't think of anything better than the fact that Harrison Ford is in that second video.

Seriously, because of this day, I think think I can die happy. I need to find downloadable versions of those videos, because I'm pretty sure that's the medicine for never having a bad day ever again.

The benefits of having doctors for parents is having way too much health knowledge on your hands. (I still don't believe my friend who said I reset his dislocated pinkie at recess in third grade, but still.) It is beneficial when your roommate gets HUMONGOUS hives from bug bites to know that benadryl will help (especially when Long's Drugs is two blocks away and open until midnight). Hooray medicine!

So, I am working on actually getting this webcomic thing on the road. Only problem is, I don't have a scanner here with me, so I'm guessing the picture quality won't be too good until I get home. I have a feeling I'm going to be drawing a lot of them by hand; my computer's been finicky and I don't have a particularly good art program for it anyhow.

86 days until Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull! Today's trivia: The actor who was supposed to play Toht, Michael Sheard, ended up playing the U-boat captain. Ronald Lacey (who played Toht) went on to play Heinrich Himmeler in Last Crusade. Sheard played Himmeler in the movie The Bunker, which came out in 1981 as well. There's a lot of crazy repetition in these films, but I think it only adds to the B-movie goodness. =P

I a not brain functioning today. I slept like absolute shit last night. I don't believe I have posted my rant-on-my-roommate yet, but DEAR GODS SHE NEEDS TO NOT LISTEN TO MUSIC AT NIGHT. She is one of those people who has pretty much nothing to do, ever, so she listens to music and naps all the time. So, sleeping badly is not a problem for her as she can sleep in and/or take a nap. This is not an option for me, I don't funciton like that. So first (I didn't write that Pouliuli paper, btw) I went to sleep late because my roomies started Pearl Harbor at ten til midnight. I think we gave up around 1 AM but it was just getting good, you know? Anyhow, so then I changed and cleared all the crap off my bed and brushed my teeth and laid down and tried to ignore the music. And tried to ignore the music. Because it was stuff I didnt' know, right? Hawaiian or Samoan or something and pretty calm. And then Thriller. And then Whip It. And then fucking rap shit so by then I was frustrated enough to be crying, and I took my stuff out into the living room and tried to sleep on the couch. But then I was already frustrated and crying so I cried for a while and I kept being frustrated because I was super duper awake. I dont' know when I finally got to bed but it wasn't early enough. So... yeah. I am mucho tired-o, which is why this post is probably so off-the-wall.

GOOD MORNING, America; the pathetic stuff we call bread is, essentially, some sort of weaksauce doughy crap. I WANT MY EFFING EUROPEAN BREAD, DAMMIT. The "crust" you complain about is fuck nothing so getthehelloverit.

omgyeah, I'm tired, can you tell?

Because I'm not putting much effort into this post; here are the webcomics I read:
Questionable Content (nerdy, music/indie-based)
Xkcd (for all-around nerds, generally science and philosophy)
For the Wicked (a really good fairytale re-write)
Girl Genius (what they call "gaslamp fantasy", it's sort of steampunk, but as a general fantasy comic it's good, too)
Qwantz (aka Dinosaur Comics, a really cleverly done comic with the same panels everday and different random shenanigans; also the reason I use the conjunctive adverb [that's not the right term for it] "also" way too much)
Bunny (a comic about random bunnies; much more clever than it sounds)
Dr. McNinja (it's kind of exactly what it sounds like, except more awesome, and biased toward ninjas)
Terror Island (completely off-the-wall and yet still very clever)
Cyanide and Happiness (kind of like Mel Brooks; they'll insult everybody. really crude, but pretty funny, if you're in the mood for crude humor. every so often something really clever and almost not crude at all)
Order of the Stick (Dungeons and Dragons/roleplaying-based humor, with a lot of other references thrown in; sorry about the link for this one, there really is no good direct link to the comics)
Dresden Codak (super-science and philosophy. and awesomeness.)
Starslip Crisis" (this is what would happen if Star Wars and Hitchhiker's Guide ran into eachother in an art museum)
Indexed (life, in graph form. I think she might be from Ohio, because she sure knows how to mock it.)
Gone with the Blastwave (postapocalyptic art comic, kind of reminds me of Halo)
Scared of Bees (I think it was an art comic. I'm not sure what it is anymore. It's creepy, that's for sure.)
Shortpacked! (the exploits of a Transformer fan and his coworkers in the toy store)
Kawaii Not (cute hilarity)
Purple Pussy (a feminist comic I never got all the way through; but it's the comic that Todd Goldman [the guy who does the "boys are stupid, throw rocks at them"] ripped off)
Hockey Zombie (the title pretty much says it all)
Two Lumps (general cat hilarity)
Lackadaisy (gangster bootlegging cats [litterally--DOUBLE PUN INTENDED MUAHHAHAHA] of the 20's. hardcore art comic)
Irregular Webcomic (Cthulu, space RPGs, Indiana Jones, Steve Irwin, and much more, all done with legos)
Marry Me (I have no idea how I found this, but it's decent; altruistic superstar snaps in midlife crisis and marries a guy from the audience)
iharthdarth (the cute little Vader that started it all)
LilHouse (House a la iharthdarth)
icherisherik (Phantom of the Opera a la iharthdarth)
beatonna (an LJ-er from Canadia who makes history comics. HILARIOUS)
Abe & Kroenen (multifandom comic made with action figures; Hellboy/Hitchhiker's Guide/Pirates/LotR/others)
Digger (by Ursula Vernon; you have to pay to read regularly but every once in a while the archives open up and you can catch up)
[iharthdarth no longer updates; scared of bees, icherisherik, and lilhouse update rarely; lackadaisy and gone with the blastwave are also more rare because they're art comics]

Not technically "webcomics":
Homestar Runner (the best thing on the planet; watch a few of the first Strong Bad Emails to understand it)
Red vs. Blue (Halo machinima; pretty hilarious, and I have minimal experience in Halo. However, you kind of have to start from the beginning and watch them all for it to be funny--does anyone have a better link to get to all the videos?)
We Are Robots (why "YOU'RE FIRED" was funny before Donald Trump came around; you have to watch them in roughly the order they came out, though: Angrybot [the best], Sad Robot, Tendertron, Keg-O-Matic, BizBot, Robokopf, Geekbot, Gothbot, Angrybot: Recess)

Okay, yeah. =D Recommend anything on here you don't see that you think I'd like. More postation lataz.

I think I'm going to start working on that webcomic again. I just need to find a good place to host it.

Also, the wikipedia page for Carroll High School is hilarious; Media4Carroll is a joke. Maybe it used to be big, and yeah they have lots of equipment, but they really don't do anything but fuck around.

Also, this, in athletics: "Carroll has recently attempted to make it to the State Swimming meet in Canton, Ohio, but sadly did not. Don't worry though, they will continue to think they're amazing and make shirts about it, but in the end... they are not going to the state meet, and if my sources are correct, Archbishop Alter High School is a school for future pediphiles."

LOL

[EDIT] The only edit I'm tempted to make is to change the spelling of "pediphiles" [sic] so that Carroll doesn't look so bad. It used to say "Alter [will win]", so... yeah.

FUCK ALTER

[EDIT2] LOL, someone on my IP (they're all Chaminade) is vandalizing "Jewish history" and "Jackson Pollock". wut

I almost forgot to do my update today, guys! I've been catching up on webcomics. (Yeah, I know.) They are awesome (especially when they have Indiana Jones references--I love nerds).

Yes, yes, I know, I have no life. But I'm going snorkeling at Hanauma Bay tomorrow, so that's pretty exciting. =D

I'm still working on that epic post, I promise, I'm just trying to get over the moodiness and crying because I miss my Nana every so often. I think for the first (maybe second, if you count this summer) time in my life, I might actually be experiencing homesickness. I don't know though, it seems like everyone I know who got homesick just didn't want to be where they were and wanted to go home for pretty much no reason at all. I really love it here, and yeah I'm trying to work up the guts to do something by myself (like ride the effing bus without getting lost), but I just miss everyone back home a little (I miss laughing a lot), and that lead to this whole thing about missing high school, and oh my god that just pulled me deeper and deeper into "hate college life" zone.

But!

Becky and Megan and Aaby sent me a silly card that made my day. It's just so silly that I laughed out loud in the middle of a parking lot. Heh. Yay for having friends who can make you laugh.

Also, believe it or not, reading webcomics (specifically Shortpacked! this time around) is getting me less worried about Indy IV. The comic is about how comics fans are way too obsessive about stuff and end up not being able to enjoy stuff like they did when they were younger and first discovered stuff. Believe it or not it's relaxed me a lot.

Also, if you're looking for webcomics I would recommend xkcd, Questionable Content, and Starslip Crisis. (There are a lot of other good ones, though, too.) I think in order to combat my boredom (because all my craft supplies are at home, and in order to procrastinate about working out some more) I may actually get back on working on the webcomic Johnny and I started. =)

Anyway, for spending all this time moping, I am in a good mood, though I am about to fall asleep at the computer due to roommate issues (rant forthcoming).

Tangent--You know, it's really interesting to see what little things you pick up as you go through life. Generally mine are speech pattern things, and it's just interesting to see where they came from because I don't very often see how I worked them into my own style, exactly. For example, I now say "also" a lot and then go off on some seemingly tangential thing (though in reality my brain isn't very tangential--there's a path in there that I can see, just it's often so "6 steps of Kevin Bacon" type that I don't bother explaining), which I'm pretty sure I picked up from Dinosaur Comics, because T-Rex seems to do that a lot at the end of comics. He gets to his point and then says "Also, (some weird comment)." I don't know how I picked that up though, I never consciously did that. I know I kind of picked up Austin Powers (especially Dr. Evil) quotes because my sister and I used to quote them all the time, but yeah. I'll keep track of any more I notice.

I've noticed that when I try to make my brain come up with random words, it usually jumps to "hippopotamus" or "cupcakes." I don't know why. I think cupcakes are inherently cute-random because of cat macros or something, though. (By the way, the cake is a lie. Does anyone know how to say that in Latin? Also, I found out that one of my band friends from high school INVENTED PORTAL. That is unbelievably cool, because that game is amazing.)

Also, this morning, I got up and it went something like this:

My Brain: Von Danaken! (Yes, my brain misspells things when I'm tired.)
Me: Von Daniken? wtf? Why is the first thing I thought about this morning von Daniken?

FYI, Von Daniken is the guy who thinks that anything remotely beyond one human's power was done by aliens; the pyramids, the South American pyramids, the Great Wall of China, and the settling of the Pacific islands. Yeah, so.

I don't know where it came from, either, because my dream last night definitely did not have anything to with von Daniken. Or aliens, or anything. (I believe it had to do with ninja-sneaking into some sort of concert or something so that we could perform. Or to watch some movie in a secret above-stage den, or something. Some kind of party that involved sneaking into, and it was above this very large room. All I can picture is the room, so, sorry about that.)

Does anyone else have dreams that ocurr in the same places as dreams you had years ago, but not the same thing happens? I've never had a recurring dream, only dream places. (That or a ridiculous sense of deja vu.) The other night I had a dream that I was in this neighborhood built around our actual house, and I know I've had dreams there before. (I was being chased by some kind of alien nazis, or something, and they were forcing me to look for something. And I tried to run home or something, and I ran out on the porch and these giant bees came through the screen. I remember they were super fuzzy like bumblebees and were called buffalo bees or something not only because of their size, but when they squished through the holes in the screen their heads looked like bison heads. And anyway they were some sort of message harbinger or something and they all had these white earthenware mask-trinkets that were a symbol for me to go back to the nazis and show them what I had found years before in the previous dream. [That almost always happens when I have a recurring dream place--I know I've been there before, and usually why, though the why isn't always true.] Anyway so I went back outside and proved to them that I had already done what they'd asked by years before digging up our front lawn [which was stll very dug up] looking for a crystal skull which I'd found and yes believe it or not this is the first time that I can recall I've had an Indiana Jones reference in one of my dreams. Usually my dreams are just so weird that they relate to nothing or little in real life. I don't recall having a single "corps dream" this summer though they are apparently common occurrence. ANYWAY.)

89 days until Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull! Today's trivia: Much of the mine car chase in Temple of Doom was filmed with miniatures on a track, and a camera on a track behind/in front of them. The cave walls were made with painted aluminum tinfoil. I think that's so cool. I'm wondering though, when/if they put these out for BluRay, are they going to digitally clean those scenes up or something? Because you can already tell they're superfake. Meh. The only reason I care about BluRay details is so I can obsess over details, so yeah, it's not that important.

Also, I had a request for a little information about Tom Selleck, so here goes. He was originally supposed to play Indiana Jones, but eventually had to back out because of his contract for Magnum P.I. I have the "Raiders of the Lost Ark" old board game and from the sketch (which was a character sketch) you can tell he was what they were originally looking for (ah, here it is), but it would have been a totally different character (more like James Bond), because Ford added a lot to it. I saw his screen test a while back, but I don't remember where it was or I would totally link it for you. (I don't think Marion was Karen Allen for that test, but I could be wrong.) (Nope, imdb is telling me it was Sean Young.)

Ok, yay trivia! =D Tomorrow is exciting... lucky 88 days.

[EDIT] Link to board game was forbidden (curse you, Google images), so I linked another one. Let me know if it doesn't work.