Well, not yet, but soon; in like three hours. I'm going to OhiiiiiiiiiO to see Bogey. I'll be gone till Tuesday. Don't touch any of my stuff while I'm gone.
Before I go I would like to take this moment to inform everyone about a couple of events. Black Friday and the Rock Star party I'm having on that day. Black Friday is the Friday after thanksgiving in which everyone and their sister's whore of a wife goes out right after thanksgiving dinner on Thursday and camps outside of stores to get the best deals and fuel our economy. Best Buy always has the most horrendous lines. Speaking of which here's the Black Friday Sales Ad for Best Buy.
Anyway, to celebrate this day, and the release of Rock Band I'm going to be hosting a Party Like A Rock Star Party. We will have Rock Band set up in the living room, Karaoke Party Revolution in a bedroom, Guitar Hero 3 in a bedroom, and Guitar Hero 80's in a bedroom. Seeing as it's a rock star themed party we're asking everyone to dress like a rock star or dress like a particular rock star. Either or will satisfy my urge to be surrounded in surrealism. We intend on serving concert series libations; Bud Select, Rolling Rock, Miller Lite, and Pabst Blue Ribbon. It's going to rock. I made inviations. See.
Ok. I have to go prep for the trip. I'll catch you all on the flop side.
Well, gang I'm still fighting off the sickness. I'm starting to wonder if it's a sinus infection seeing as no one else around me has become sick. Today, I'm going to tell you about a couple of new shows on [adult swim].
Xavier: Renegade Angel... is a CGI series from John Lee and Vernon Chatman. These two are also the ones behind Wonder Showzen. This show is CGI, but it looks as if someone created a game engine, and directed the show from within said game. The show revolves around a freakish walking bird biped with knees that bend backwards. He's goal in life is to seek out truth behind his existence. Along the way he meets some friends in Connecticut and infects them with a computer virus! Yay! Watch as he scrambles to make things right, and not just become another chomsky honk.
Stiff... is the highly anticipated new live-action romantic horroromedy from co-creator of Aqua Teen Hunger Force, and creator 12. Oz Mouse, Matt Maiellaro. How can I sum up Stiff? Well, imagine if a live-action horror took an anime from behind. The spawn from that horrible scene would be Stiff. A show that pays homage to all the great horrors out there, mainly Evil Dead, and satisfies our bloodlust all while making us laugh. The show revolves around an Ash'esque character who escaped from Hell, and is now accompanied by a kung-fu fighting angel. They pay the rent by freelancing their services as badasses that destroy demons and the ilk. Watch it, and love it.
Today I woke up thinking I'm going to be better today. For those that don't know I've been sick all week. I've been recovering from Strep since last Wednesday. However, I woke coughing. Coughing hard. The headache inducive coughs, you know? Well, after nearly coughing my brains out for 2 hours I came to the fact that I've been laying around on my ass for far too long. However, I did catch up on Battlestar Galactica. The finale of season three was almost worth being sick. So, I decided that I was going to get some stuff done today.
1. Finish art project. I'm behind on my art project, that was due on Monday which I didn't go. My teacher says I need a background to tie the two elements in the painting together, and for the life of me I still haven't thought of a plausible background. G'eh.
2. Deposit check. This involved leaving the house, and I hate going places when I'm sick.
3. Register for classes. I hate everything about doing this; advisors that don't know shit, and hours and hours of waiting to talk to them for 10 minutes.
Ok. Go!
I woke up, showered, and decided to get registered for classes. I'm only 4 classes away from my associate's then I can concentrate on getting the hell out of this town. The only problem is Physics has a pre-requisite, which has a pre-requisite. Ugh. So, 4 classes has to be stretched over 3 semesters. So, I go to college, only to discover that the road is closed and I have to take a 10 minute detour. Once I get there my coughing has subsided, which is nice. Then I go to speak with an adviser in hopes of cleaning up my transcript and upping my GPA, which I did. 2.75! w00t! So, I sign up to speak an adviser, and about 2 hours later I get to talk to one. The waiting wasn't that bad for I got to talk to Meghan, whom I haven't seen in a coon's age. I got my classes squared away, and the registration worksheet filled out. Chemistry 101 and College Algebra here I come! So, I walk over to registration, ready to leave this forsakened hell hole, only to be told that I need the adviser to sign a waiver to entitle me to take CHE 101. Which is bullshit, because I had previously taken the class, but had to drop out for personal reasons. Why now do I need a waiver. Apparently, someone thought that anyone taking CHE 101 is required to take 100 sometime after I attempted CHE 101. Grrr. So, I go back to the adviser wait chamber of eternity, and 45 minutes into my wait, I'm informed by a ditsy and lumpy secretary that the adviser I spoke with earlier has now gone to a meeting, and then will go to lunch. So, I tell her to set me up with the next available adviser. She does, and 45 minutes later I finally speak with the god-fearing black pride activist. I'm tired, I'm sick, and now I'm surrounded with thousands of printed out passages of the bible that have been taped to every free space in her office. I explain the situation to her, and she questions it, like I knew she would. Then she leaves for 10 minutes. I think she did this so that I would have to sit alone with all her theological passages could have their time to beat some righteous sense into me. I wouldn't have it though. God no! I chuckled at her printout of an acronym for PUSH, Pray Until Something Happens. Then I started fiddling with my phone till she arrived. When she got back she said everything was good to go. So, I thank her, and left. After that registration went smoothly, and I left the campus to go home and start working on my art project.
As I left I remembered the construction, and slyly thought of a detour that should bypass it all. Only it turns out that my detour had a detour of it's own. Three and half hours of waiting and detours out the ass only drove me to Taco Bell. Where I got my Menu favorite, a Baja Chicken Chalupa, and a crunchwrap supreme. Then I went home, ate it, and watched an episode of Lost. However, before that I stopped and picked up some decongestant and cough syrup at the CVS. Delsym rules! Then I took my medicine, ate Taco Bell, and watched Lost. After that, I ended up taking a nap, and I slept much longer than I wanted. Now here I am. I'm shaking off my sleep with this poorly written post and I'm about to spend the next 5 hours working on my art project.
I got my check deposited before the school mess.
I really don't have much to say, so check out the MANtage. Props to Greg Klein for exposing me to it.
I struggled through my recovery of Strep throat, posted pictures @ MySpace, made comments on Facebook, and did math and art homework.
I also just got done reading about the discovery of two black holes in one galaxy, and how they will eventually merge creating devastation. Watch the pretty video here! Read more here! Look at the picture below!
