| The Semi-Magical Story of Today's Final Exam. |
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| 05:17 PM on Wednesday, December 13, 2006 |
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mood:  relieved music: Prayer - Disturbed
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Hey look, it's me writing in this thing again! Hooray! Don't expect this to become regular (as I'm sure you aren't expecting, haha). But it's a special circumstance that brings me to posting this, as I just don't want to end up having to repeat it for several different people.
So, finals were this week, and today I had my last one, for Calculus II. It was at 8:00 AM, so I set my alarm for 7 and went to bed at my usual time for when I have to be up that early (around 2-3AM, heh).
I wake up later and realize something is wrong. It's much, much too light out for 7AM in mid-December in Mississippi. I glance at my clock and what do I see but a set of flashing numbers. The power had gone out.
I cursed several times as I sprang out of bed, unsure of what to do. I had a high grade in that class - a 97 - so having a 0 on the final would drop me down to a very high C - but that wouldn't cut it. My mom would kill me for it, but I'd kill myself more (yes, that DOES make sense, if you don't understand that's your problem). I ran into the study, got the computer going again and brought up the school's website to search out my instructor's office number while digging my cell phone from the mountain of crap on my desk, hoping he'd both be there and that there was something to do about it.
Thankfully, he was ,and as soon as I greeted him and told him who I was, he replied that he'd been trying to get ahold of me all morning, but the line had been busy. None of us were using the phone, and (after I got done with him) I tried calling the house from my cell phone and it worked fine *shrug* But anyway. I explained to him what had happened and he said he was just about to write a "0" in the gradebook since no one had heard from me or been able to contact me, and that doing so would give me a C (just a few points shy of a B, hahaha) - and I asked if there was anything I could do to change that, to which he replied, "Get your ass over here and take it then!"
*insert immense sigh of relief here*
I dressed and got ready as quickly as I could - did I mention I had just woken up and calling him was the first thing I'd done? Heh. - and headed to the school. After some ribbing from the instructor (he does this with everyone for no reason, so giving him an actual reason just makes it worse - but it's ok, we do it back) he set me up to take it. I ran through that thing like a dose of sauce through a hired girl (thanks, Gramps, I'm stealing your expression :D) and turned it in. He even offered to correct it there for me and let me know how I got, which was unnecessary as I already knew, but I took him up on it anyway - 100%, w00t. Putting my overall grade for the course at a 98. Second-highest in the class, and the only reason the other person beat me was because a) she's a math teacher herself, though she doesn't teach Calculus; and b) she actually like, studies and prepares and shit. But that's okay, I like her, she's awesome and she deserves to do well :) 'Sides, after the close call I had and finding out it worked out well, I'm in no mood to begrudge anyone something as insignificant as that :) |
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| Warning: This will probably be a long, rambling post. |
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| 02:16 AM on Wednesday, July 27, 2005 |
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mood:  melancholy music: Bullet And A Target - Citizen Cope
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Wow. Yet again I deem that I must update this thing more. Think I'll actually stick to that this time? Somehow, I doubt it.
Lots of stuff to go on about, so we'll ( do an lj-cut. )
So, that catches us up with what has happened the past few days (those skipping the lj-cut will have to just deal with not knowing, or go back to look). My own real thoughts on all this are in the next post. |
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| Haven't done one of these in a while...now I remember why. |
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| 02:55 PM on Tuesday, December 28, 2004 |
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mood:  sick music: Tainted Love - Me First & The Gimmie Gimmies
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FAVORITES
[x] gum: I don't really chew gum...Juicy Fruit is good tho
[x] color: Green and/or black
[x] restaurant: Hmm...Quizno's, yum!
[x] drink: N/A, Diet Coke...A, hurricanes kick ass
[x] season: Winter or Spring
[x] type of weather: Depends on my mood
[x] emotion: Favorite emotion? What the hell? I refuse to answer this on grounds of absurdity
[x] late-night activity: In the interest of keeping this LJ from gaining an NC-17 rating, I cannot answer this question >:D
[x] sport: I pay no attention to sports, but I do enjoy an occasional game of something or other...mayhap basketball or frisbee football...haven't played that in forever
[x] city: Hmm....Seattle totally kicks ass, and I enjoyed visiting LA and San Francisco but I don't think I'd like to live there...and I have yet to really visit much of the East Coast save Atlanta, so I'm kinda undecided
[x] store: Iunno...Hot Topic maybe? *shrug*
_____WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU_____
[x] cried: Sometime last week or the week before
[x] played a sport: Who the hell knows? haha
[x] laughed: A few minutes ago
[x] hugged someone: Yesterday
[x] kissed someone: Longer than I'd like :(
[x] felt depressed: More recently than I'd like :(
[x] felt overworked: Hahahahahaha
[x] faked sick: *shrug* No idea.
[x] lied: See the last one
______WHAT WAS THE LAST_____
[x] word you said: Off.
[x] thing you ate: A chocolate chip cookie, one of many and many kinds my Granda made and sent from back home and I just got today hehe
[x] song you listened to: "Somebody Someone" by Korn
[x] thing you drank: Diet Coke
[x] place you went to: the grocery store
[x] movie you saw: Lord of the Rings: Return of the King (extended DVD, w00t)
[x] movie you rented: Been too long, don't remember
_____WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU_____
[x] hugged: Gramps
[x] cried over: My dad, probably
[x] danced with: I have no idea, I don't dance with people often, hehe
[x] shared a secret with: No clue
[x] had a sleepover with: That's been years :P Unless you count...a different kind of sleepover ;) In which case it was probably Arthur, haha
[x] called: My paternal grandparents
[x] went to a movie with: Tyler *lick*
[x] saw: Um, Gramps, unless you count someone I don't live with, in which case probably Nick
[x] were angry with: My grandmother
_____HAVE YOU EVER_____
[x] danced in the rain: Yes, that's fun :D
[x] kissed someone: Of course, lol
[x] done drugs: I plead the fifth.
[x] drank alcohol: Yuppers
[x] slept around: Tho I joke about doing it often, no, not really, heh
[x] partied 'til the sun came up: Hell yeah, that was awesome too
[x] had a movie marathon: Yup, and I'll probably have another soon...gotta watch the entire LotR trilogy hehe
[x] gone too far on a date: There is no such thing as "too far on a date" >:D
[x] spun until you were immensely dizzy: Wheeee! *spins chair around*
[x] taken a survey quite like this before: Yes, and they all have stupid questions, much as this one does, but I'm bored so meh
_____MY LIFE_____
[x] name: Drew
[x] gender: Male
[x] martial status: Single
[x] occupation: Bum (tho that should be changing soon)
_____PLAY_____
[x] i'm feeling: Sick...stupid head cold
[x] i'm listening to: Eminem currently, tho there's a couple hundred artists on my playlist heh
[x] i'm doing: Filling this out, duh
[x] i'm talking to: No one at the moment
[x] i'm craving: A cure for the common cold...and maybe some hot food or drink of some type
[x] i'm thinking of: shooting whoever came up these surveys...boredom is quickly becoming overpowered by annoyance :P
[x] i'm hating: how these "questions" keep getting dumber by the second :P
_____LOVE_____
[x] love is: Very good and yet very evil
[x] my first love: Shit, I have no idea
[x] my current crush: Hmm...dunno
[x] love or lust: Depends on my mood, but overall love, probably
[x] best love song: Unchained Melody rocks...but there are so many good ones, I can't name them all
_____OPPOSITE SEX_____
[x] turn ons: Uh, yeah, gay here? :P
[x] do my parent's opinion on my significant other matter to me: Not really, tho I'd prefer the parentals to like him rather than not :P
[x] what kinda hairstyle am i into: WTF kinda question is this?
[x] what is the sweetest thing someone can do for me: That's for me to know and you to try to finid out :D
[x] where do i go to meet new people: wherever *shrug*
[x] am i the type of person to holler and ask for numbers: Sometimes
_____LATELY_____
[x] how am i today: Sick
[x] what pants am i wearing right now?: Cargo pants
[x] what shirt am i wearing right now: A wifebeater
[x] what does my hair look like at the moment: My usual "controlled chaos/semispiked" kinda style
[x] what song am i listening to right now: You already asked me that, and since it has changed since then, it's now "Danny's Song" covered by Me First and the Gimmie Gimmies
[x] how is the weather right now: Sunny with a slight wind, kinda cool but overall pretty nice
[x] what time is it: almost 3PM CST (GMT -600) ha!
_____MORE ABOUT ME!_____
[x] what are the last four digits of my phone number: 0276
[x] if i were a crayon, what color would i be: Forest green.
[x] have i ever almost died: Several times
[x] what's the next cd i'm going to buy: not sure, maybe Encore or Beautiful Soul, hehe
[x] what's the best advice ever given to me: Wear sunscreen *cackle*
[x] what's the stupidest thing i've ever done: Like I could pick only one among all of them
[x] if i could change one thing about myself what would it be: I don't want to answer this :P
[x] where do i shop the most: Online, lol
[x] how many kids do i want to have: More than zero but less than fifty
[x] shampoo: Whatever the hell kind I use, I don't remmeber offhand
[x] what am i most scared of: Being alone
[x] how many tv's do i have in my house: Three
[x] do i have my own tv: not really
[x] do i have my own phone line: Yupperz
[x] do i sleep with a stuffed animal: No, but I hvae some, hehe
[x] have i ever broken/sprained/fractured a bone: Not that I ever recall, surprisingly
[x] who do i dream about: Lots of people
[x] who do i tell my dreams to: No one, normally
[x] who's the loudest friend i have: probably Joey, haha
[x] who's the quietest friend i have: I dunno
[x] is cheerleading a sport: Nevar
_____ME AND LOVE_____
[x] do i have a significant other?: Not exactly
[x] do i have a crush: Eh
[x] where do you want to go on your honeymoon: No idea
[x] do i find myself ugly: Nah, I'd so do me, hehe
[x] do others find you attractive: Apparently so ;) |
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| *goes on posting streak* |
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| 02:57 PM on Tuesday, December 14, 2004 |
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mood:  mischievous music: The news program that gave me this info
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This one's short and sweet, just had to mention that I found out that the University of Mississippi, of the state in which I currently live, is the only University authorized and backed by the U.S. government to grow marijuana for medicinial purposes.
Guess I know to which university to go when I return to school, heh. |
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| My God, a third post in two days! |
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| 11:13 PM on Monday, December 13, 2004 |
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mood:  contemplative music: Everyday - Dave Matthews Band
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Jeez....and not only that, actual content!
So yeah, where do I start? Life has been its normal ho-hum state for the most part. All is fairly quiet, so I can't really complain too loudly. I'll be saving that for next month when I'm gonna break down and get a job or something. Wish me luck, I'll need it, haha.
In the love department, again things haven't really changed. I haven't gotten to see Tyler in like two months or something, not cool. Maybe I can get in a visit before Christmas, that'd be a nice early present :D Also it appears I am not the only gay guy in this town as I've recently been contacted by not one but two guys who live here as well. That's fairly interesting, would be nice to have some gay friends that are actually close by.
Recently I've noticed my muse is showing some signs of life. This may mean a batch of new writing from me - I hope so, I've got a number of ideas popping around inside my brain but just never seem to be in the mood to commit them to paper (or text documents, in this case). And when I do feel like it I'm never around my computer, heh. C'est la vie. We'll see what happens.
Guess that's it for this update, Drew needs to find fun things to start writing about here again. |
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| More quizzes! |
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| 11:05 PM on Monday, December 13, 2004 |
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mood:  amused music: I Miss You - Blink 182
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Hooray? Hooray!
( saving you some space! ) |
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| Test Day, part one! |
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| 06:46 AM on Sunday, December 12, 2004 |
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mood: contemplative music: Just Lose It - Eminem
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( save some space )
More to come later! |
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| Neat! |
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| 04:16 AM on Tuesday, November 23, 2004 |
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mood:  curious music: Why Don't You And I - Santana feat. Chad Kroeger
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Got this from  Siabee and tried mine, thought I'd share.
Although the name Drew creates an active mind and a restless urge to explore new ideas, we emphasize that it causes a restless intensity that defies relaxation. This name, when combined with the last name, can frustrate happiness, contentment, and success, as well as cause health weaknesses in the solar plexus.
The name Drew gives you a strongly independent and highly creative nature, with drive and ambition to have experiences and accomplish things out of the ordinary. You can work intently at whatever is new and holds your interest at the moment, but your interest wanes quickly when drudgery and monotony set in. Obstacles to your progress or restrictions on your freedom to act create a sense of frustration which may cause you to feel resentful and even rebellious. You can then become intolerant of others, and caustic and belittling in your expression, thereby imposing stress on your personal relationships. | </td>
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Interesting, 'cuz I think it's farily spot-on for the most part. Neatness. Check out this page for your own. |
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| Why you have to go and make things so complicated? |
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| 01:56 AM on Sunday, November 14, 2004 |
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mood:  confused music: Nothing Special - Darling Waste
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Gah. This is just.....gah.
So, I'm sitting here at approx. 12:15AM and there's a knock on my door. I think it's Nick, since he was bothering me to hang out much earlier in the night and didn't want to, and figured he had come to harass me for a bit. I debated about not even answering the door, since I wasn't in the mood to deal with him at the moment, but he has the tendency to not give up and probably would have come around and lookied in the window and saw I was here and awake, so I answered it.
Lo and behold, however, it was not Nick, but Franklin. For those of you who remember, Franklin is my ex, and someone I haven't really talked to much at all since we broke up. I thought that kinda sucked, since I still cared for him and wanted to remain friends (and not the tired old cliché way where you say you want to be friends but it's all a lie...I really did want to.) This was quite a shock to me, obviously. So he comes in and we're talking and he's saying that he had come by since he hadn't talked to us in forever and just wanted to see what was going on. How neat.
So I wake up the old man and we sit and talk for a while. Was a nice little chat. Franklin was looking good, had lost some weight and such. He let his hair grow out a bit tho, I didn't like it. And yeah, like I'm one to talk since my hair is long too at the moment, but I plan to get it cut :P Anyway....was a good little visit. So he leaves, promising to keep in touch a little more, which I think is neat.
After he leaves I sit down at the computer for a few moments and it hits me. That little pain in my chest I hadn't felt in well overr a year and thought was gone. By the Light. I know it's over, I know we're over. If we hadn't broken up, well that might have been keen, but we did so that's moot. I doubt he would want to get back together, and honestly I really don't want to either. Even if I did, I doubt my pride would let me  But regardless, it's water under the bridge. More or less I think it was just the shock of seeing him again that's thrown me for a bit of a loop.
Now the other problem is that I made the mistake of bringing this up with Tyler. I blame the fact that I was still kinda in shock about it, and I don't really know why this is throwing me so much, but it is. And I'll get past it, because that's what I do. Or something. Anyway....Tyler made the assumption, whether rightly or wrongly, that there was more to this than what's really there. And that's probably partly my fault, because at the time it happened I wasn't in a state to explain it all and I wasn't really too sure what it all meant then either. I think that's hurt him, and I only hope it hasn't hurt him too deeply, because that's definitely never EVER my intent. If you happen to read this, Tyler, here's a public statement: I love you, boi. I do. Don't let my earlier moment of dumbassity confuse that issue.
That being said...I guess, I hope, I'll talk to you later.
....I seem really melodramatic tonight. Curses. Silly emotions, who needs 'em. |
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| Right then! |
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| 10:45 PM on Monday, August 30, 2004 |
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mood:  good music: Survival of the Sickest - Saliva
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OK, just a few quiz results 'cuz I'm too lazy to write out the big events of the past few months, which hopefully will still come soon....I'll leave myself a note here to remind me what the hell I should write about! Agatha, North Dakota, New Orleans, and Tyler....those are the major ones I guess :) Now....onward, ho!
(Yeah, you're a ho. Deal.)
Your element is Light: Innocent, beautiful,
kind-hearted and pure. You are so sweet your
almost angelic, you find joy in others
happiness and cannot stand to see anyone in
pain. You want to make everyone around you feel
good about themselves and if someone is upset
you can tend to become rather upset as well
which means you are sympathetic and raise
others above yourself. Being as kind and
good-natured as you are people have most likely
hurt you in the past but you pick yourself up
every time. You may look fragile but you are
stronger than most tend to see. Life is
beautiful no matter how you look at it and you
understand that people make mistakes, not
everyone is perfect. You try to see the good in
the bad which is a talent few posses, dont ever
let anyone change you. You truly have a
beautiful soul inside and a heart of gold.
.:-|What is your true element?|-:. -With Anime Pictures and detailed answers-
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| To reiterate... |
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| 01:50 PM on Saturday, July 17, 2004 |
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mood:  aggravated music: No More Drama - Mary J. Blige
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Bois really suck. With teeth.
And they lie about it to your face, through their teeth, even when you know they truth and they know you know.
*not a happy camper at the moment* |
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| Boys fucking suck. |
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| 11:45 AM on Saturday, July 17, 2004 |
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mood: pissed off music: The Wrong Fag to Fuck With - Jonny McGovern
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| Only three days late, I'm losing my edge!The Memphis Adventure! |
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| 05:26 AM on Saturday, April 24, 2004 |
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mood:  mellow music: Coast 2 Coast (Suavamente) - Angie Martinez feat. Wyclef Jean
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So yeah, I need to talk about the Memphis trip!!! See, on Sunday, this crazy guy IMed me and asked if I'd like to accompany him for a trip to Memphis over the next two days. He had no real reason for going, other than he hadn't been there, wanted something to do, and his ex Will had told him there was an apple store there (only much later did we realize he probably meant Apple as in the computers, not the fruit). Having nothing to do and wanted to get out of the house, I accepted (after a little persuasion, of course ). And thus, here are the details....or at least some of them, as far as I can remember.
We left the Coast sometime in the mid afternoon, heading north on 49 (of course). Pretty uneventful for most of it, until we got to Jackson. Somewhere after we got out of the city, the "charge battery" light on the dash came on. This, naturally, is not a good thing. We continued on our way, however, assuming that it would go off, since that type of thing does tend to happen. Our luck was not with us, and the car started to die just as we neared Madison, MS. Thankfully, we were able to pull into the parking lot of a Wal-Mart just as the car completely died (well, not technically - we were still a little ways away and had to push the damn thing first, then Todd hopped in to stop the thing as it coasted down a small hill-like structure.
D'oh. I completely forgot to mention the cool car we saw in Hattiesburg. So let me interrupt to quickly desbribe it. As we were going through H-burg we noticed a car stopped at a red light that appeared to be turning. However, when the light changed to green, the car drove straight forward...while the body continued to appear to be about to turn. In case you haven't figured it out, it seems the car had been damaged in some fashion, causing the chassis to be misaligned and point about 5° towards the driver's side. It was.....quite amusing 
Anyway, on with our own car problems. After the car died, we walked into the Mart of Wal and purchased a car battery. Realizing that he had not the necessary tool(s) in his car, we also purchased what the packaging described as a "home repair kit" - a toolbox of sorts, with many a drill bit, screw head, ratchets, extensions, and all that jazz. We arrived back at the car and noticed that the toolbox was secured in its closed position with one of those little plastic rings. Todd had no scissors in his car. How were we to open it?
If there is one thing I have learned from this trip, it's that the cigarette lighter is truly a wonderful invention. A few seconds of flame held under the plastic ring, and the toolbox was opened! We popped the hood and removed the retention screws and slid the retention bar out of the way....only to realize that the bolt that held the battery in place was much further down than any of the tools appeared to be able to reach. No combination of adapters, connectors, or extensions would allow us to reach it. Thusly, we headed back into Wal-Mart to return the "kit" and purchase some real tools. We grabbed a ratchet set, since that's all we really need, and returned to the vehicle. Again, we were confounded with how to open the blasted tools, as this one did not contain a plasting ring, but had some strange arrangment of clips that held everything in place.
If I learned a second thing from this trip, it's that when you give me something that normally is not considered a tool, I can figure out a way to turn it into one. A third thing is that I'm apparently something of a li'l pyro and I probably should not have these lighters...oh well. Turning the flame onto the plastic of the ratchet set, I was able to weaken the plastic enough to free the objects we needed. Oddly enough, the damn thing would not melt completely, even after an extended period of burning, so it was still a struggle to slide them free, but we managed.
Finally we were able to reach the bolt! Hooray! ....Or so we though. It seems the bolt had become severely rusted during its time holding that battery, and it was having some kind of separation issues, because it was not coming off. Back to Wal-Mart for some WD-40 and a wire brush! We fought with the rust for several minutes (more like half an hour) and still the bolt would not budge. Finally, in an act of severe frustration (and an impressive feat of strength, I might add) Todd put all he had into that bolt - and broke the damn thing off. He also injured his hand in the process, but as of today's date I think his hand has healed. Anyway, though the bolt was broken, the battery was now free, and we were able to remove it and finally replace it with the new one.
Deciding that with the retention bar back in place, the battery would be safe and we could continue our journey, we hopped back in the now-driveable vehicle and resumed our journey, albeit a few hours late. Of course, a problem arose almost immediately. The "charge battery" light was still on. We at first figured that it was just going to take it a few moments to turn off, as such things are rather natural, but this was not the case as the car soon began to exhibit the same symptoms as before. We realized that there must be a problem with the alternator, but alas 'twas a Sunday eve and naught were open. We reached the exit for Yazoo City, and I realized that it would be our best bet for finding lodging for the night and a repair shop for the morn, and told Todd to take the exit. Lady Luck decided we were little bastards, though, and the car died again about fifteen minutes away from our destination. Curse them, we hates them forever! I guess I should have tried to use my lighter on the alternator, first.
I should interrupt myself here for a moment and explain that Todd should never, ever be allowed to drive by himself unless both his starting and ending locations are within his hometown, and even then it's risky. Thankfully, he had me to navigate him, and while I have occasionally caused myself to become lost before, I have never failed to easily find my way back. Naturally, I was not lost at all on this trip, and had to correct Todd several times throughout to keep him from losing us in the middle of scary rural MS areas. But let us continue...
By this time, we had had just about enough of all this, and decided to give it a symbolic middle finger and just sleep in the car for the night and call a tow truck in the morning, as it was already well past midnight and places would be opening in a few hours. Most of this time was uneventful, as I was largely unconscious. Todd claims he did not sleep, but had either several hallucinations (doubtful) or was in fact dreaming (likely). Apparently at one point some crazy person drove by our stranded vehicle, turned on his hazard lights and came back around, stopped, turned and drove past us again, yet again turned around,, and then pulled into the driveway of a nearby house. Don't ask me, you know as much as I do.
Anyway, eventually morning came and we were able to call a tow service/mechanic shop, who brought us into Yazoo City and forced us to wait in their lobby for about an hour and a half before they decided that they were officially open for business. They claimed it was because they had to wait for some of the mechanics who were apparently hung over from the previous night...Whatever. Eventually the car was fixed, and we left Yazoo City with a new alternator, a newly-charged battery from Madison Wal-Mart, a dead-but-still-probably-good battery from whever the hell Todd got his last one, and less one retention bolt. Neat.
Finally we reached our destination: Tunica, MS, a small casino town just a few miles outside of Memphis. It was here that we would be staying our second night. We checked into the Bally's Casino Hotel (a casino that apparently caters only to those who are over age 65, but still took us for whatever ungodly reason) and received both the DR and TdB discounts (I'll explain these in a moment). You see, the room was originally $55, but we received it for $35. It was only when we actually entered the room that we realized it was more a DR discount and not so much a TdB discount (explanation's coming, I promse) as there was a stretch of wall with Bond-o covering it. DR discount is what I'm calling a discount for a damaged room (see? I told you I would). The TbD discount is Todd's creation, the Todd-da-Bod discount (for him being a casino-ish employee and just 'cuz he's, well, Todd).
Todd had, during some unrecalled prevoius part of the journey, mentioned how he wanted to find a DDR machine somewhere so he could make me play it and attempt to laugh at my failed attempts. Had we found one, I would have proven the latter wrong, but we'll come to that in a few. We headed first to the actual Bally's Casino, both to see if there was a game room present and to find a friend of Todd's named Jason, to get info about where to go in Memphis to do things.
Jason wasn't of much help, but did point us to the game area of Grand Casino, as well as Peabody Place in Memphis as a place to check out. We thanked him (jackass) and left Bally's, heading for Grand to find us some DDR action! (And I'm kidding about the jackass comment, by the way ) We arrived there only to find out that they did not, in fact, have a DDR machine, but instead one of the lousy crap spinoffs. I attempted to play it anyway, but was confused by the various menu choices that did not actually describe anything about what the selections meant. The positioning of the arrows in the corners of the pad instead of the sides and top/bottom, as well as inclusion of a fifth sensor in the center, threw me off, and I gave up after about 20 seconds of trying to play a song that had no beat or rhythym and seemed to want me to jump back and forth between the first and second player pads. What a piece of shit. I love regular straight-up original DDR even more, now. *hugs his PS2* We played various other games in the arcade for a middling length of time, and then decided that food would now be a good course of action and headed to the Grand Casino buffet - but not before Todd became lost in the parking lot, of course.
After being ripped off by a buffet that was both overpriced and had poor quality of food (yes, those are two separate things and are able to co-exist) we gave Grand the symoblic middle finger and returned to Bally's to take a short nap before heading to Memphis for the evening. However, us being us, we overslept by about three hours and missed doing anything fun in Memphis (like there was anything to miss anyway, haha!) Instead, we opted for a little gambling at the casino, where I taught Todd how to play both video poker and video blackjack, and where we almost came out ahead ten dollars (of the thirty we started with) but instead ended up losing it all. Can I get in another "Curse them. We hates them forever!" here, or is that becoming overused? Oh well.
Neither of us being ready to return to our beds at the hotel, we decided to drive to Memphis anyway and look for crackwhore and/or gigolos, to whom we would feed a sandwich or sandwiches. depending. For the fourth time, Lady Luck decided to screw us with her 14" double-wide dildo (without lube) and we found neither whore nor gigolo, either of the crack or non-crack variety. Returning at last to the hotel, we climbed into our respective cots beds and slept away the rest of the night.
Morning found us and we prepared to depart the absolute horror that is Tunica, and headed back to Memphis to see what the place was like in the daytime. Eventually we found the "magnificent" Peabody Place, and the "wonders" it beheld. Yes, those quotation marks are there for a reason, and I'm sure you can figure out what it is. There wasn't much to do there, other than wander through the few shops and eat food, and we decided to check out the Isaac Hayes' Restaurant, as Isaac is cool and his food would probably be good. It was not yet open, and we did not want to wait, so instead we headed to a pizza place of which I cannot remember the name...but I do recall that they also sold subs. We ordered a medium pepperoni and sausage, as well as an order of cheesesticks, as I rate a restaurant on how good their cheese sticks are. They get a 4/5 for the cheese sticks and a 5/5 for the pizza, so this was actually a pretty damn good place. The medium pizza was larger than the large pizzas at most other establishments - so much so that neither of us was able to eat even an entire half. Two slices of eight remained, and that's saying something.
Leaving the pizza shack, we attempted to find the arcade where supposedly fun could be had, but it was not listed on the directory. Instead, we went to the store section of the Isaac Hayes Restaurant, where Todd attempted to purchase a bottle of Mr. Hayes' fine BBQ sauce. Apparently the cash register was in a disorderly function status, much as many things were during this trip, and we were not able to force the cashiers to make it work (and they refused to use a calculator to figure out the total and change and ring it up later). While I waited for Todd to finish failing to complete his transaction, I noticed what appeared to be an arcade across the walkway, and lo and behold, contained therein was a DDR machine! 3rd Mix, for those who care, which I doubt are really that many of you. I was unable to play, however, as the arcade policy refused outside food and/or beverages to be allowed inside, and we still had the leftovers from the pizza joint. Also, they had some weird setup where you give them money and use points instead of tokens to play games, and it made no sense to our feeble minds.
We left Peabody Place, but not before stopping at the Hot Topic, where we marveled at the various wares on display. Also, the crazy cashier girl told us about the Earth Day Festival that was taking place that afternoon, but we ended up not really caring and just left. Todd suggested we try to find a place that sold apples (not the computer, the fruit) so we could continue that running gag and have something to eat. Personally, I'd have liked to start one or more of the apples on fire, but that didn't happen. Oh well. Fear the lighter anyway. We found a grocery store and purchased said fruit, but alas, they were actually from Cincinnati, OH - no Memphis or even TN apples were to be found. For shame.
It was time to say "screw this, let's go home" and so we gave the third symbolic figure to Memphis and headed back south....er, more south. The final highlight of this trip happened in Lucedale, where we attempted to fix the computer of a friend of Todd, which would not load Yahoo! ™©® Messenger ™©® for some reason. I, of course, fixed it in a matter of minutes, being the unbridled genius that I am. What's that you say? Ego...giant head...zip code? Why, I never!
Somewhere's abouts 8PM on Tuseday evening we reached the sanctity of the Gulf Coast again, and our journey ended. Thanks for putting up with me during these....*counts* croike! Five pages! I hope it was as good for you as it was for me.
So.....what did you do this past week/end? |
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| 02:26 PM on Saturday, April 17, 2004 |
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mood: relieved music: This Love - Maroon 5
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Got an email from my mom a few minutes ago, she got her biopsy results and there are no signs of cancer *phew* Has an infection again but that can be cleared up relatively easily.
In other news, there isn't any. How about you? |
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| Can't she just get a break? |
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| 07:30 PM on Monday, April 05, 2004 |
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mood:  discontent music: Batter Up (feat. Murphy Lee & Ali) - Nelly
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Got a call from my Mom today...she was on her way to Minneapolis again...seems the bone infection she had before has resurfaced. Croike, every time seems thing to be starting to get better for her, something pops back up to bring her back down. It sucks. Hell, it depresses me, and I know she's feeling it ten times worse.
Apparently Mike (her fiancé) wasn't in town and thus couldn't take her there so she had to drive herself. I hope she made it there OK, and makes it back OK as well. I think Mike will probably go and bring her back home or something, so that should be good. |
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| Bah @ technology |
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| 07:40 AM on Wednesday, March 31, 2004 |
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mood: aggravated music: It's Been Awhile - StainD
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Don't you just love it when the ATM eats your withdrawal?  Grr...
Now I get to wait for the bank office to open so I can call and complain...even tho I probably won't get it back  |
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| Grrr at bois. |
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| 06:32 PM on Tuesday, March 30, 2004 |
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mood: irritated music: Disease - Matchbox 20
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See subject. |
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| Bois....GAAH! |
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| 01:24 PM on Saturday, March 27, 2004 |
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mood:  indifferent music: I Found You - Stevie Brock
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*imitates Buffy-End-of-Show-Credit-Monster* Grr. Argh.
So like, what's up with guys as of late? I'm getting incredibly paranoid that I'm losing my touch. That's not a good thing, especially when you're normally the unequaled master that I usually am. But things seem to be slipping lately.
Perhaps I should explain. I met this boi online a couple weeks ago, we'll call him Nate 'cuz that's his name . So last weekend, went over to his house and we hung out for a while,, watching "The Simple Life" on DVD - yeah I know, I was scared too, but never having seen any of it before, I was pleasantly surprised. 'Twas not nearly as horrifying as expected.
Anyhoo, we both seemed to have a good time and again surprisingly, had a kiss goodnite. I say 'surprisingly' because it seems that I usually go a bit further than that on a first date  . Since then, however, it's been tough to get more than ten words from the boy.
Hmm well, I got him to say he'd call me tonite so maybe we'll see where that goes. Here's hoping *cheer*
On a completely unrelated note (two notes, actually)....Hooray! My car is now fixed and driveable and such. w00t!!! *drives around for no reason other than that he can* Secondly, I really need a job. Anyone have any offers? 
PS: Yes, that IS what I'm listening to, if you recognize the song and/or artist. Bite me. It's addictive as fuck. |
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| The Saga of My Car, part III |
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| 11:01 PM on Thursday, March 18, 2004 |
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mood: irritated music: Bad Touch - Bloodhound Gang
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OK. Got the vehicles running (turns out the old man is even more senile than I thought, he just wasn't pressing the clutch while trying to start the truck - a truck he's had for TWELVE YEARS)
Anyway, brought my car into the shop, they fixed it and I picked it up today....only to find out the battery was basically completely dead. So we jumped it again and went to buy a new battery *le sigh* Got that taken care of and now it's at the local Chevy dealership, where they will hopefully soon repair the problem detailed in the recall notice. At least that is free.
However, the mechanics at the shop where they fixed the tire found a problem with the brake pads, so those need replacing. There's another $200 I don't have. Thankfully, my mom rules  So she's sending me money to get that fixed and for some other various stuff. Hooray.
HOPEFULLY this will be the end of it for now. Still need to fix the A/C problem but that can wait a while I suppose.
Jeebus. Oh well, if my car will be in good working order now I'll be (relatively) happy. Now someone get me a good high-paying job! |
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