| Boredom leads to quizes (stolen from liz) |
[Apr. 4th, 2007|09:43 pm] |
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You scored 86% intellectual, 33% laid back, and 52% liberal!
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You are smart, uptight, and liberal. You are Boston, Massachusetts.
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My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: | You scored higher than 99% on intellectual | | You scored higher than 99% on laid back | | You scored higher than 99% on liberal |
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[Jul. 9th, 2006|03:36 pm] |
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| | fountains of wayne - mexican wine | ] |
http://www.gmap-pedometer.com/?r=285809
The route we went on the helpdesk bike outing yesterday. Maybe we'll make it out to Lake Erie next time. Or possibly up to the falls. |
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| And my legs are still attached? |
[Jun. 21st, 2006|02:52 pm] |
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| | the eels - mr. e's beautiful blues | ] |
Dan introduced me to www.gmaps-pedometer.com today, and I was screwing around with it at work.
A couple of weeks ago I didn't have anything to do for a day, so I took my bike for the morning and early afternoon and sort of wandered up to Tonowanda and back again, taking a look around. I really like it up there, it sort of reminds me of Schenectady and Scotia.
I mapped out the route using the Gmap Pedometer: http://www.gmap-pedometer.com/?r=251785.
I didn't really feel all that sore the next day, either. I just have wicked bad t-shirt tan. |
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| Post-apocalyptic Albany |
[Jun. 11th, 2006|01:26 pm] |
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| | dani california - red hot chili peppers | ] |
I've had some pretty weird dreams the past couple days.
- A bunch of us are sitting around in a house that looks like the Schult's only it's in the wilderness (my girlfriend thought it was funny that I used the term wilderness while explaining this to her. Probably because she's a long island girl and considers Glenville and Charlton "the wilderness". Take that Allie). Ryan and Courtney and some random dude. We're watching the news, and we see a flash outside that brightens the night sky for a few seconds, and whatever we were watching on TV goes to static.
We're sort of freaked out for a few minutes, then a news bulletin comes on. Washington got nuked. The Russians accidentally launched it and no one could stop it in time. Everyone in the room was rushing around and trying to get things into the basement. I was sitting looking out the large front window at a mushroom cloud blooming on the horizon.
- Had a short, weird dream where I was sitting at a diner table with Ryan, Chris Dupay, and some big dude, only Chris' face looked like it'd been done in CG.
- I was jogging down the thruway around Albany in jeans and a green shirt Allie gave me. Cars are going each way for a while, then they start stopping, and people get out of their cars and start walking in the opposite direction that I'm going. As I walk, it starts to snow. I notice after a little while that it isn't snow, it's ash. Like thick ash you see in volcano movies.
Night falls, and as the ash starts to build up a few inches, I pass Crossgates on the right, and up ahead I can see some college buildings (sort of remind me of Skidmore), behind them a stadium with really steep, exaggerated seating. There was a pep-rally or a game going on, and the stadium lights were blazing. As I walk up the off ramp (that leads directly up onto the elevated field), a little boy starts walking towards me. He looks a little like Daniel did when he was eight or nine, but he actually is mexican, like the kids from Nacho Libre. He greets me, tells me it's good to see me again, and I remember that one time we were at a work picnic of my dad's or something and we were talking to this kid and his dad, who was a tall skinny white guy.
So I grab the kid's hand and start to lead him away, and as I do I look behind me and the stadium and the college bursts into flames, and I hear screaming of people in the inferno, and I start to get a little nervous and lead the kid a little more briskly. This kid doesn't notice, doesn't look back. "Oh man, Andrew, my school is the best school ever. Every one's real nice, and there's like a few thousand people there." And suddenly I forget all about the inferno of bodies behind us, and I tell him there are 50,000 kids at our school (sort of out of my ass). He gets a little bit of a frown, then says, "maybe so, but our school is very diverse. There's at least one student from each country in the world there."
As we're discussing the diversities of our respective schools, I get him off the ramp to the school and back to the thruway. Cars are strewn about in random directions, people walking both ways down the thruway, leading families through the dark and falling ash like it was just another city street on a snowy night. The ash was now a half a foot to a foot deep, and I was having trouble pulling the kid through. Some cars are still going by, managing to make it through the ash very slowly. The kid wouldn't get out of the damn road, so every now and then a car would come right at him. He would dodge out of the way at the very last second most of the time, just barely missing the slow moving car. Other times, he wouldn't, and as the car hit him he would morph around it, like jello, and just keep walking like it was completely normal. All the while this ash is still falling pretty heavily, and I start to worry about the two of us breathing this stuff in.
- I was hanging in a cafeteria that looked like a cross between my middle school's cafeteria and Paul's dining hall at Emerson. I was hanging out with Paul and Ryan some other people, and I decided to go find Allie. I find her sitting at the middle of a table full of random girls with Molly, Kat, and Hannah, gossiping and giggling with them like middle school girls do, and I wave. She scowls at me, looks away, and doesn't say anything. Confounded, I blurt out "What!?", and Molly snaps "You know damn well what you did, asshole," and of course, I had no idea. "You stole her tea!" And I see this half-full tea mug of tea sitting on the table with the paper bags and the pink and purple zipper lunch bags. I exclaim that I haven't been anywhere near her tea and they damn well know it, but they insist I stole it. I walk away and Paul and some other guys show up and are like "damnit, women are so unreasonable." Later, we're walking down the halls and I realize that it was this old dude who stole it and had it in a bottle with him where ever he went. The last thing I remember is watching the strange dirty bearded guy walk into a room next to a drinking fountain, and going after him, intent on proving my innocence. |
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[May. 18th, 2006|04:47 pm] |
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| | blur - coffee & tv | ] |
( Andrew's Adventure as a Hobo ) I'm gonna try to find someone with a couch I can crash on first two weeks of June before my house opens up (I'm accepting applications for people who want me to live with them). Then I can stop being homeless and go live in an unfurnished house with my TV and a futon mattress. |
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| Andrew presents the Fall 2006 College Class Schedule |
[Apr. 5th, 2006|12:10 am] |
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| | clap your hands and say yeah - in this home on ice | ] |
22 credits for next semester. I originally signed up for both fitness and conditioning as well as the yoga sequence (Yoga I the first half of the semester, II the second) because I wasn't sure what I wanted. Seeing as the fitness and conditioning only lasts for the first half of the semester, I think I'll keep it. So that's three athletics courses, three math, and three physics. I'm psyched. |
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[Apr. 1st, 2006|10:43 am] |
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| | snow patrol - gleaming auction | ] |
Final Straw puts me an emo-ish mood. It makes me feel like there isn't enough drama in my life. It's really mellow. I listened to the album all summer, and it made me miss that whole silent, still winter atmosphere. The gentle snowfall and everything covered in a sheet of white. And when I got back to school it was sort of a disappointment because Buffalo doesn't really have that sort of comfortable snowfall sort of thing. It's either really fucking cold or the snow's coming down in sheets. Rather, it's coming in walls. After a minutes in Buffalo you learn that the wind is always at least 100 miles an hour and, despite what direction you're facing, will always be in your face. In any case, winter is ending, and I haven't listened to this album nearly enough.
I've been a little busy. I'm taking 7 courses right now. It was 9 at the beginning of the semester, but I dropped one-hour-a-week lecture course on life in the universe before it even picked up, and I just resigned from a class on Analysis of Real Numbers. So I have two math courses, four physics courses, and a physics lab. Saturday I get to register for whatever torture I want for next semester. And I really shouldn't be excited.
And I draw comics. The process takes up 3-5 hours of my Saturday. The recent Waste of Times haven't been all that good (living up to their namesake, heh heh). But I can't say I've ever thought any of them were at the level of laugh-your-ass-off. I'd say I'm more of a mildly-humorous kind of cartoonist.
Then the rest of the weekend I spend on homework, unless Allie and I find something to do or someplace to go. She's beautiful, and I love her, and I enjoy every minute I spend with her, and I really wish I didn't have to spend 12 hours every weekend on homework instead of with her. It's gonna be sad when she goes to Japan this summer and I don't get to see her for a couple months.
I've got to find an apartment around here so I can stay for the summer. I'm going to stay in Buffalo, audit some classes, audit a couple math courses I should review, and hopefully I'll find a professor willing to take me on for research. I'm probably going to have to sub-lease on campus for the summer. Dan, Eric and I are going to try and find a triple for the next school year. |
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[Oct. 27th, 2005|12:47 am] |
THE RULES: List five songs that you currently love.
It doesn't matter what genre they are from, whether they have words, or even if they're any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying right now.
Summer Girl .... Beck
Catch Your Breath .... From These Eyes
From Here .... Jenny Owen Youngs
Grazed Knees .... Snow Patrol
Even Flow .... Pearl Jam |
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| Everyday you wake up late. Some times I wish I was that way. |
[Oct. 21st, 2005|01:35 am] |
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| | battle of who could care less - ben folds five | ] |
Note the music. Ben Folds Five's The Battle of Who Could Care Less, from Whatever and Ever, Amen. Great song. Probably my favorite song of all time. Someday I'm going to have to kick out that album and just sit around with it on.
So I have to register for the spring semester in 30 hours. As you can see from the previous post, this is an amibtious endevour. It's 25 credits of high level math and physics, which will undoubtably leave no time for either of the jobs that I've come to love this semester, nor much of a social life beyond seeing Allie. I don't have much of a social life outside of those things anyway. I hang out with Greg and Dan sometimes, and I get to see the friends I share with Allie. But beyond that, I don't just "hang out" with anyone. I guess my jobs entail a lot of hanging out, so it probably makes up for it. I worry sometimes that I might be missing out on an important part of college.
And end bitching. This is what I asked for, and I enjoy everything I'm doing in the long run (except chemistry. DAMN YOU CHEMISTRY!!). There are plenty of people who are awesome at both of my jobs. The Helpdesk hands me fat paychecks every two weeks, and every week my 24 pages of magazine get printed 8000 fold and scattered around campus, which is friggin' awesome.
I told the E-board that I'd probably only be on part time next semester for Generation, what with classes conflicting with most of the production schedule. I told them I'd still come in and help with production on Saturdays, and it was a given that I'd be putting out comics, but I'm still sort of sad about it. It's gonna suck not hanging out with the staff. We've been through a lot, and we're like family.
I love all the crap I'm learning in physics, and the professors aren't bad either. Math department professors continue to be rambling, unorganized pinheads. I can't seem to get along with any of the other students. All of the guys have sort of formed something of a brotherhood, and I'm not really all that much of a social butterfly, let alone a "joiner." I think I'm sort of starting to get along with some people. I had a class with this kid Jim back freshman, and he's in a few now, though I think he can't help but come on to any girl he sees. There's a girl named Q, and she's friendly. She always looks sort of tired. I think she gets the short end of the stick sometimes, what with her college transcripts being screwed up (hence being stuck in Buffalo instead of some fucking sweet west-coast school) and her bitchy roommate creating a living environment similar to a toxic waste dump.
But yeah, it's nice going to class and getting along with some people didn't happen all that much the first couple years I was here. Most of the time I would meet people, and at first it would be pretty cool, but we never really saw eachother out of class and it would turn out to be more of an awkward aquaintence. Probably due to my lack of social skills, but seeing as I'm in nerd majors, the socialness may have been lacking on both sides.
I took Allie out last weekend, which I was happy about. I don't get to see her as much as I used to. A few of her friends were avoiding her for some reason or another. They just kept ditching her all week, and Allie had no idea why. God damn cowards who can't just come out and say something, and instead just sneak around avoiding you. So she was feeling bad, so I took her to the mall, and then to Chile's (get the chicken crispers. You'll lose a year off your life, but god damnit it's worth it), and then we went back to the dorms and watched FLCL, probably the best anime ever. I don't think Allie got it though, which I can't blame her for. You need to be on some form of speed to take in everything that happens. Nothing is really outright said about the plot, it's all sort of implied. I had to watch it a few times to get it, but it's an awesome series. Made me sort of sad she didn't get it, but she seemed to be feeling better at the end of the night, which was great.
She's buying me advertising with Something Positive for our anniversary. She said I have to draw some comics so that it's worth it, though. I'm going home with her for thanksgiving, which I'm sorta psyched about, but I know nothing compares with mom and mama's cooking. I hope it's just as good at Christmas.
I miss the people from home, and I don't get to talk to them nearly enough. Paul's getting jacked and wooing the ladies, as well as taking stage combat classes every two seconds, so I get to live vicariously through him. Pharlain is out west making my weekly schedule look like a cake-walk, and dating a few dozen guys at the same time. I got a cell phone (don't faint), and the number's in my AIM profile, so if anyone ever wants to or needs anything, drop a line or leave a message or something.
Alright. That's my rant. Now for some sleep, so I can wake up and re-read this and kick myself for only posting entries when I'm half asleep and lack grammar skills, spelling ability, or focus.
Oh, and listen to Ben Folds Five. Not Ben Folds. Ben Folds Five. |
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| Yeah, I've played this character before. |
[Jun. 14th, 2005|12:08 pm] |
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I Am A: Chaotic Good Half-Orc Paladin Fighter
Alignment:
Chaotic Good characters are independent types with a strong belief in the value of goodness. They have little use for governments and other forces of order, and will generally do their own things, without heed to such groups.
Race:
Half-Orcs are a cross between a human and an orc. Generally, this kind of mating does not occur willingly, so half-orcs are almost never raised by a full set of parents. They tend to be less intelligent and attractive than humans, but are generally stronger and hardier. Violence is a part of their nature, and few half-orcs manage to overcome this to follow other professions. They are generally treated with disdain by other races, if not outright hostility.
Primary Class:
Paladins are the Holy Warriors. They have been chosen by a God/dess to be their representative on Earth, and must follow the code of that deity, or risk severe penalties. They tend towards being righteous, but not generally to excess.
Secondary Class:
Fighters are the warriors. They use weapons to accomplish their goals. This isn't to say that they aren't intelligent, but that they do, in fact, believe that violence is frequently the answer.
Find out What D&D Character You Are, courtesy of Zinious Software corporation
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| I'm getting tired of starting again somewhere new. |
[May. 31st, 2005|02:46 pm] |
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| | foo fighters - best of you | ] |
Ryan and I had the house for the weekend. We didn't really take much advantage of it, but we did at least have a barbeque on Saturday. ( Pics from the weekend. )
Other than that, not much has been going on. My job sucks because I've only been able to work twice since I was hired, and probably won't get too much more work until the middle of June. So I might just look for another one.
Played a lot of D&D this week. My new character is a 9' half-ogre with a sword that's nearly as tall. And I wrestled a mother-fuckin' DRAGON, BITCHES!! HE SPIT FIRE IN MY FACE, AND I JUST SPIT BACK AND PUNCHED HIM IN THE KIDNEYS!! HOW MANY OF YOU NEWBS HAVE DONE THAT?
::slaps self, regains composure::
I also played a heated game of Diplomacy on Sunday. It's like Risk, only a lot more about alliances and strategy. I was France, which was crappy, and I really should have just let everyone stomp all over my territories, like France does in real life, but instead I took over England and the North Sea. Then I got in a fight with Russia, and Germany invaded Paris and didn't seem to want to leave. Then we got tired and called it quits. I was convinced all of Europe would have been eating pastries and wearing berets if we'd continued.
And to complete my accomplishments for the week, I beat Halo 2 on Heroic and moved on to Legendary, which is absolutely impossible.
I'm a king amongst nerds. |
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| oh to dream. |
[Apr. 13th, 2005|01:47 am] |
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| | seven mary three - times like these | ] |
See? This is what happens when you go to sleep. Weird shit. I vow never to sleep again.
XxWingedxAngelxX (2:08:52 PM): Sleep well?
Spooky51 (2:09:00 PM): yeah, pretty well
Spooky51 (2:09:06 PM): weird dreams, but rather well.
XxWingedxAngelxX (2:09:13 PM): Weird dreams like what?
Spooky51 (2:13:34 PM): ::shrugs:: like I was in a winibeago (however you spell it) with this girl and this dog, and we were letting the dog drive while we were in the back sleeping (not together, mind you), and we were on a road trip to alaska, and when we came to, we were like "I can't wait to smell that cool alaska breeze, and I went up front to see how far it was, and we were in the florida keys (only the florida keys was a series of islands along this long stretch of highway over an ocean, and each island had a cookie-cutter suburb house and a palm tree on it and that's it) and I was like "this is what happens when you let the dog drive, honey."
XxWingedxAngelxX (2:14:04 PM): lol. um...wow.
Spooky51 (2:14:08 PM): yeah
Spooky51 (2:14:52 PM): that was the one of them. There were a couple more weird ones.
Spooky51 (2:18:49 PM): I was in a car with josh storch, and we were driving back to his house, I think, and his cell started ringing, and I was like "you want me to get that?" and he said yes, and I got it, and I was like "Josh's phone." and there was a "hello?" and I was like " um ... who is this" and then like a minute later, someone said "it's julie." And it was Julie Schuldt, and I tried for like 5 minutes to have a conversation with her because I never see her, but everytime I tried to ask her something it would always take her a full minute to respond, and she often wouldn't even give an answer that made sense.
XxWingedxAngelxX (2:19:37 PM): thats really strange
Spooky51 (2:20:46 PM): and there was this other one involving me tutoring kids and getting injured and not remembering how it happend, and paul and I driving around LA (which looked more like SanDiego, fortunately)
XxWingedxAngelxX (2:21:15 PM): o.O
XxWingedxAngelxX (2:21:20 PM): Stop eating peanut butter.
Spooky51 (2:21:55 PM): Yeah, it's a wonder I don't wake up exhausted
Spooky51 (2:22:00 PM): er
Spooky51 (2:22:04 PM): completely exhausted. |
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| ...drat... |
[Mar. 28th, 2005|02:00 am] |
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Your Brain is 53.33% Female, 46.67% Male |
Your brain is a healthy mix of male and female
You are both sensitive and savvy
Rational and reasonable, you tend to keep level headed
But you also tend to wear your heart on your sleeve |
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| no one hears me sing this song in the garage. |
[Mar. 9th, 2005|09:59 pm] |
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| | weezer - in the garage | ] |
I saw this on slashdot and got upset.
http://www.ynetnews.com/articles/0,7340,L-3052074,00.html
I was upset because they were showing LARPing instead of D&D. We don't all LARP!! We're not all complete nerds like that!! Some of us are relatively normal! We don't run around with swords pretending to be knights or elves or dwarves! Some of use just play with books at tables eating junkfood, rolling our 20-sided die, pretending to ... be ...
...sigh. Yeah. Nevermind. |
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