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An idea "stolen" from Kis-chan in order to bring a new form of chaos to the 'Net. MWA HA HA!
In other words, a log and my special place to rant and rave. The title means, "Difficult, isn't it?" 'Cause it kinda can be...:)
Info:
Name: Tyhei "Ninx" Ranoi. "Ty" for short. What, you wanted the real one?
Sex: Chick-a-dee.
Age: Can't you read the above? Sheesh!
Occupation: College student and part-time thinker
Official Friend Designation: The Quiet, Brainy One You Can Talk To
Flavor: Mocha, baby!
SO: The man affectionally known as "mi koi" or "mi amante." Or Gabe. Take your pick. :)
Blogger Type: Rambler. Very much so.
Currently have in the writing queue
An Untitled Fantasy (or SGSC)
Background info for SGSC/Manga
The Beast (err, sorta)
The Manga
Currently Reading
The Lord of the (mf) Rings(paused, actually)
Cryptonomicon
Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?
Tramp Royale
Tidbits here and there...
Linksu:
Hardly Ever Updated Storage of Works page
Memo to Self...
Mi Koi's Stuff
Lady Ki's Nexus o' Pages
The Song of Gamelyn
The Wayward Scholar
Basher Board
Ew-ee-puu-ee, my school
Everything 2
Sinfest
Goats
MegaTokyo
BtVS and Angel stuff
Mail me!
More stuff as I think of it...
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So long Pitas, good-bye apartment...
I am, sorta-kinda-maybe, moving my blog here to LiveJournal. However, in anticipation of things like servers being slow or down or catastrophes like that, I will be occasionally sticking things up here. Maybe turn it into a 'fic blog or something? The Emergency Blog? Hmmm...we shall see.
(Considering I have accounts at four of these web journal-type places...hmm, Blogger for school stuff, Pitas for 'fic stuff, LiveJournal for the little bobbing icons...err, regular life stuff, and that other one for the others things. *g*)
(The URL for me LJ is...here)
In other news, we did the final cleaning on my apartment (former apartment *SOB*) today. Had some trouble getting my sister out of the house (ie FIGHT!), but finally were underway. Made it to the apaato and moved the rest of the furniture out, including the DAMN-this-is-heavy-couch, which we first couldn't get through the door and then couldn't get down the sidewalk because it was covered in slick snow. So we all were pushing and falling and laughing our asses off...'cause that's just my family. Then I was shunted with Mom off to the IUPUI bookstore to spend my $100 gift certificate...so I got some notebooks, some pens, a mini-dictionary computer thingee, a sweatshirt, some Tylenol, and GEB by Hofstadter. (Thanks, Koi, for the correct spelling!) Anyhoo, Koi's been after me to read the book for awhile now(even though I think he secretly thinks I won't understand much of it *g*), so I'll give it a shot.
Soon after completing the bookstore purchases, we returned home to finish cleaning (sorta...) and go eat. We chose Chili's, which has IBC Rootbeer (otherwise known as Incredible Belching Cola)...and since the sum total maturity of my family in restaurants concerning belches is something like...ten, maybe. A ten year old boy, most likely. :) But they didn't kick us out, so we got to enjoy some good food (I had quesadillas, *hee hee!*) before embarking for home.
It's not as hard to leave the apaato as it was in December. I was in tears for much of that move; not big, bright sobs, but quiet internal ones. This didn't kill me as much; I've been away for almost a month, and hell, they've already rented the apartment out to someone else. That sort of kills the feelings of loss. I do miss the place, but mostly what it represented. I miss being pretty much free.
And I resolve, next time, to keep the place cleaner. ^^;;;;
Now, I go. Perhaps I will change format of this place...make it blue! Oh Koi-chan-who-is-good-with-colors...
Jya ne!
So scratched the pen on Saturday, January 19, 2002 09:03 p.m.
So I got a job
I shall be working at the gas station outside of Four Seasons as the cash-register-coffee-filling-oh-yes-I'm-cheery-DON'T-STEAL-THE-GAS! woman. Which I figure isn't too bad a job--it shouldn't kill me like Subway did. I hope. Most of it is single person coverage (ie, I'll be the only one working), but since I'm not supposed to get too many hours, I'm thinking I might be someone's little helper for a good portion of my time there. yaaay.
Koi has now turned me on to this comic, Diesel Sweeties. The style is really interesting; according to him, it's like 80's video games, all pixelated and schtuff. I like it, recommend it, enjoy it in your spare time.
Last night was tense, which means automatic Ty mellowness today. *yawn* Slept a lot today and STILL tired. Picked up my drug test form for said job. Cooked a pizza. Sent SMSs and talked with Poru. Downloading something to partition my hard drive so that I can replace Fisher Price Windows with Windows 2000 Pro. Spent some time sitting with my parents. La de da da da. As said, just mellow. And despite our fight last night, Rachie has not tried to blow my head off, which is an automatic GOOD THING.
*waves*
So scratched the pen on Thursday, January 17, 2002 08:36 p.m.
I think I need to leave Pitas...
Their server and I do NOT get along. We haven't been for awhile, and I'm sorta craving a different system. I've been drooling over Live Journal for awhile now. So if anyone would like to invite me, has ideas for places I could go, or such things, do let me know, 'kay?
Technically, should've stuck with Blogger, but I like spreading my presence out or...something like that...:)
To remark on something from Kismet's blog--Suicide is a matter that I've thought about a lot in my years. It is always thought of as the great escape, or the way to see what people really think of you. The thing is, suicide is nothing of these things. For one thing, people screw it up more than get it to actually work, and that can leave you with complications that'll make you wish for death. I know stories about pills, about gunshot wounds, failed gassings, etc. etc.--all that made life worse for the person. For another, it solves nothing. You've just created the biggest problem in the world: you're dead! What can you do then?
It solves no problems, creates no answers, and causes more hassles than anything. Just don't do it.
And now for something completely different...
STARRYNIGHT RULEZ!
7GHENT IS THE GREATEST GENIUS IN THE WORLD
Woo! Woo! Baka-gumi forever!
Tee-hee, sorry. I need to stop drinking caffiene.
So scratched the pen on Tuesday, January 15, 2002 09:48 p.m.
Hi Koi!
I hope you're having a good day at work. A POX on all the customers that hassle you. Drop me a line when you can, neh? Aishiteru!
*waves*
So scratched the pen on Tuesday, January 15, 2002 02:45 a.m.
Ack, cinnamon!
Just got home from classm, eatin' Jelly Belly(s), working out the last steps of my graduate applications and talkin' with Kora-chan. Oh, and I have a new tower. Her name is Bastet, the Egyptian goddess of cats, and she is purring along nicely. If I can get my monitor to keep the right colors, small computer happiness will have been achieved.
Well, first gotta get Morpheus to work, too.
And thank you again, Koi, for helping me transfer the files yesterday! Sorry to make you work on your day off. :)
Let's see, gotta finish online apps, job apps, room cleaning, do some writing (I like my silly harem idea more and more...), start my notes Blog again, etc. etc. Busy times ahead for me.
Also, a pox on my cellphone. Just when we get connection problems solved, they either unsolve themselves or the headset decides to go out. *grrrrrrrr* If I don't get a decent convo with mi Koi soon, heads are going to roll! HARD! FAR! GRRRR!
The preceeding fierce display has been brought to you by static and cutting out. A lot of both.
Hmmm, more later. Jya!
So scratched the pen on Monday, January 14, 2002 04:54 p.m.
In the future...
The world is ruled by a computer network. Business and life depend on it. If it goes down, the world falls to darkness...
At the top of the heap are the system admins. Interfacing directly via neural connections with the system, they roam about its vast plain, keeping it stable and up. Chosen young, their jobs take years to learn--years that are not kind to them.
Their only compensation are the Horai, the engineered women who are trained to care for each admin. The number he has is based on his level--the higher you go, the more you need. Horai do not last long, given their duties...
But there is a secret to the Horai and the Admin. Something that can both preserve them and the world. Something the highest ranking Admin has kept to himself for a long time...
And now, he has chosen his successor.
It's best if imagined with the movie trailer voice. yes, that's the harem story. Wheee--and I'm off to bed!
So scratched the pen on Monday, January 14, 2002 02:57 a.m.
Archived
Twice, actually. I keep getting that, "We can't connect, sorry!" screen, so not only did I lose the last two entries I made, I archived myself twice. Ah vel. Not like anyone reads those archives...err, right? *g*
I'm home. Taking a break from my...errr...not so busy day to write this entry and suffer through cramps. And to say YAAAAAY! Ki updated the song! Congratulations, chica, on finding a possible place of employment and having a great time in Albuquerque. I wish I could've talked to you more as well, but that's for other times. You and Poru-kun needed your time together, and honestly, that was the important thing, neh? We'll talk later. I'll hijack one of your holidays or something, MWA HA HA!!!
A-hem.
Anyhoo, I'm home, and goin' to classes. Japanese Poetry and Calligraphy looks pretty damn cool--the Prof is very laid back, and it turns out one of the anthologies we're using is also the same book I partially devoured last semester. Good stuff it is, too. We're supposed to be learning kana on Monday, so that'll be a nice refresher.
Philosophy of Language=I'm in over my head, BIG time. I have a lot of work to do here--a bunch of example homework due Monday, a paper to read, and a two page summary of the main argument to write. Yeaaagh. But as I told the Prof, I haven't dropped a class in all my 15 years of schooling. I ain't gonna start now.
On another front, I bought the first Lost Universe DVD yesterday. Strange little series. I heard once that ADV changed the opening, but it seems to change by itself, so I'm not too sure. I'm kinda affronted that when they list the sei in the credits, they list the English VAXers--'cept at the end, when there's a second screen and it gives you the Japanese names. What gives? I've never seen ANY company do that! It's also a rather primative DVD, but then again, it's cheap, too. I can deal with that. I wish I could find more Rayearth, but the ^*&%^(&*%&*&&(* store seems to only stock dub videos. Of everything. Not only that, they tantilize with Rayearth, giving me the whole first series subbed, one or two early second videos, and NOTHING ELSE! *sooooobs* No DVDs either. Just...dubs. *SOOOOBS!* And I already know what the Rayearth dub sounds like...BLERGH.
Awww, "Blue" just came on. *SNIIIFFF!* Koi says I cried for an hour when we finished, but I don't know if it was that long or not. Damn perfect song for the end of that series--it compliments the scene, the emotion, perfectly, to the point where I wasn't crying when it ended, but by the end of the song I was a mess. It finds the sentiment that pops up in you and drags it out with a rake. Damn you, Yoko Kanno! You did it to me in Escaflowne and now here! Will I ever be free of your machinations?!
Oh, and I have cellphone. When I can get it to work. :)
And watched Hand Maid May. FANSERVICE YO! But still kinda cute. Kinda wanna write a story about one of them.
And a harem story for Koi. But there's this little bit of plot...and hey! Get out of my gutter! It's hard enough to keep it nice and clean without other people invading! SHoo, shoo! *g*
Okay, I go now! Bai-bai!
So scratched the pen on Saturday, January 12, 2002 02:13 p.m.
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