Now you sit and reflect
Happy Halloween!
Trek was pretty good- a planet one. I think it's hard to find kids who can act and not sound wooden...Sounds like the people here have mixed feelings about it.
You're a f****d up kid
Today is Wednesday, Trek day. And finally, it's a new one, Marauders..
You did what you did
The quizzes were ok in the end.
An exchange between two at lunch:
L: You're so animated.
R: I'm Italian!
Get pissed destroy
Today is Tuesday. A quiz in ss, a quiz in math- we are retaking the one we weren't able to finish on Friday, Ha.
Mahatma Gandhi, as you know, walked barefoot most of the time, which produced an impressive set of calluses on his feet. He also ate very little, which made him rather frail and with his odd diet, he suffered from bad breath. This made him.... what? - A super callused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis.
---Temis the Vorta
I wanna be anarchy
Holy $h!t! This is so f****ing cool. It's the Enigma coding machine, used by the Germans in WWII.
Punksify
Well, my first day of "cooking" is over. I hate it I hate it I hate it. The teacher is evil and doesn't have a frickin' sense of humor, which even D'Eemar the Tal Shiar operative had. Lovely.
yes?
I wanna destroy
Today is Monday. Bloody Monday. I'm still feeling dead (courtesy imood).
quixotic pixels?
But I know how to get it
Your imood Has Been Updated!
You are now feeling dead.
(close this window)
::Hysterical manic laughter, verging on insanity!:: You are now feeling dead!
Dunno what I want
I'm tempted to say only if you have no life, but I am a die-hard Trekkie/Trekker, so ya know...
Of course, if youdo have a level 100 Assassin in Diablo, then she'd kick my poor character's ass any day.
I am an anarchist I am an antichrist
How can you possibly get up to a level 100 Assassin in Diablo?!?
Everytime I turn around a microscopic worm is telling me he's it
Today= Sunday. Crap.
I'm on page 413 of Crytponomicon- I'd be farther along if it weren't for time-wasters such as school. ;) Only about 500 more pages.
Art class was ok- we haven't really done much yet, but yesterday was only the first day of the second session.
The voices in your head are calling stop wasting your time there's nothing coming
Art class today- First day of the second session. Fun.
And no homework this weekend! Sweet.
Get it I've got it you want it I'm gonna get it good
No more drama! Wow! Sing a song of six pence, pocket full of rye, why don't we all just get high! ...Anyway...Yes, no more drama.
From a story my friend wrote: Each TV had a different show on. Some TVs had Get Smart and Star Trek, while the TVs that people were gathered around had The Avengers, Laugh In, The Twilight Zone, and The Ed Sullivan Show on.
"Wow! All my favorite shows are on these TVs!" I exclaimed.
She is now a Trekkie! It's taken a while, but now Trek is even incorporated into her writing. Mwahahaha.
Today was weird: My math teacher wasn't there, and the sub didn't come because the school is so bloody screwed up and too cheap to pay one or even bother to get one. Anyway, the teacher wasn't there and everyone was goofing off, I was reading Cryptonomicon and talking to the people at my table...everyone was fine, no teacher in the room, great! Problem: There's this girl in the class, Candice, who is a complete b!tch- she kept on threatening to call the office if we didn't basically bow down and slobber on her damn feet. So eventually she, being the @$$ she is, called the office. Now, we were supposed to take a test today. So this teacher wanders in, with Candice bouncing along behind, and guess what? With five damn minutes left in class, the teacher, whatever her name is, makes us take the test. Fuck. Death to teacher's pets. Fuck.
Oh right- the French test wasn't too bad, but we'll see on Monday, won't we?
Julie's working for the drug squad
Tests: English, French, Math. Last day of drama. Today: 6/10.
Life's always been an uphill fight somethings I do you may not like
We finished To Kill A Mockingbird. No more playing Scout in drama! Or Jem! Or anyone else!
From what I've seen I hate humanity
Thursday- and no ER? No horrible Romano with nasty comments about life, the universe, and everything? Nooo!
insanity!
Look what you've done you've made me perfect
Lot of homework today. Very strange. More projects to do, too. Damn.
Gym is fucking fucked up, damn it to hell!
More later. Maybe.
Sehnsucht...
Wednesday. Trek day. But it's a repeat- the second half of the season's beginner/ender. Oh well.
More fun with Deemar today. Joy.
Today in gym I am not going to play football again. Fun.
idolize.net
Soldiers marching on...
Four more days in drama with Deemar! Joy to the world! Tomorrow I have to play Scout while Bob Ewell tries to kill me and Jem. Fun!
I had a quiz in SS today, as it turns out. Got everything right. SS and science are the only two classes I care about this year, and even ss is damn boring- we do everything straight from the book. Everyfuckingday she says "Take out your books and your notebooks." By that time- last period of the day- I'm nearly falling asleep.
Today in gym I did not play football. It was very educational.
I read during eng, lit, and math. I just started reading Cryptonomicon, by Neal Stephenson. I's really good.
do the strand
Tuesday! Nothing lovely about that at 6 am. No tests though- but a quiz in French on Friday.
Soldier, do you know who's in command here?
Number one: Now approaching the final days of Drama with Deemar. Can you believe it?! Out of hell! And then, without a doubt, into a new hell! She doesn't know what class we have next, but the only good one is art, and it sure won't be that. I don't want woodshop, because the teacher's an idiot. Alright, so he isn't an idiot, but the curriculum (like in every class here) stinks. I don't want cooking because the teacher is an idiot. The music teacher is a bitch. Really.
Life sucks.
You start wearing the blue and brown working for the Clampdown
Today. Is. Monday. Oh. Hell.
No tests, at least. I think.
du hast mich gefragt und ich nichts gezagt
Sunday. No!!!!!!!
[rammstein]
No need to worry I am just another monster
Art class was ok. Made some pictures for various things. Didn't see the sailor. Damn.
Parents are out seeing Transporter. They are going to get there late. They were arguing. As usual. Sister is spending the night at a friend's house.
[Rain of Shadows] Very nice site. Take a look.
[Professional Web Tools]
[Envy-Us.com]
I'm a lazy sod
Art class today.
Making biscuits right now. As usual. Already been called "the biscuit maker" twice. Oh well.
The Oasis fanlisting.
I know a girl called Elsa...she's into alka-seltzer...she sniffs it with a cane on a super sonic train...and she makes me laugh...I got her autograph...
Get pissed destroy
Just had my drum lesson. Cool. My sister thinks she's so funny. She says that drummers are so dumb that they don't know who's buried in Grant's tomb. Or who wrote Beethoven's 5th. Or who Guy Fawkes Day is named after. Or when Monday night football is on.
Ha. Ha. Ha. You violin player.
Art class tomorrow. This is the last class of this session, I think, but I'm also signed up for session two as well.
My mom plays the violin too. She says all drummers drive Volvo stationwagons. And she says that all drummers are crazy.
Thank you for the encouragement. :)
I thought this was the U.K.
"I don't got no more questions. This man is stupid."
---Brent as Atticus to Alex as Bob Ewell
We've finished watching the courtroom scene in the movie. Drama ends next Friday!
Isolation is the oxygen mask you make your children breathe to survive
FINALLY. It is Friday.
England drew 2-2 with Macedonia. Scotland could beat Macedonia, damn it! Well...maybe not Scotland. Peter Shilton, one of England's best keepers, thinks Seamn should quit. Eriksson doesn't agree, however.
How did they play?
The great Emile Heskey didn't play?!?! o_0 :( He could have beaten them!
And poor Gerrard in injured again. Ahhhhh!!! Can you at least wait a few months?!?
Anarchy in the U.K.
Old Sid Vicious had a bar
E I E I O
And in this bar there was a punk
E I E I O
Here a punk, there a punk, everywhere a punk punk
E I E I O
We finished all the court scenes in drama. We also watched a few minutes of the movie (To Kill A Mockingbird). I think this is the last week of drama! And guess what? I now have a C. Genius!
i went to the market to realign my soul 'cause what i need i just don't have, oh no...
Comments about A Night in Sickbay?
pitt327: crap'o'rama
crando147: good character development for Archer and Phlox IMHO... and it made me laugh!
Morgan19: I was laughing quite a bit and felt that they "got a lot" in the episode in an hour. Good character interactions, wonderful scenes of non-standard settings for ENT like the gym (?) room and some new takes on sickbay. Continuity with the easily offended aliens was nice, and we learned more about Phlox. Granted Archer did his fair share of whining, but how worse is that then the people who are whining about him whining?
All in all, a very good episode for the people who are big enough to see past the "oh no it's about a dog!" and enjoy a good hour of fiction/scifi television.
TonySopranoRival: 40 minutes including ads of crap.
I liked the last conversations between Archer and Phlox, I liked how Archer did that weird chainsaw ritual. That part wasn't crap.
MoulinRouge: Yes, it was crap. And Archer did whine. Phlox, however, was funny and he saved it from an F grade.
Phlox, not crap.
Archer, crap.
sflcat: Sorry, I found the whole thing rather contrived. First, who the hell would take their mutt on an important diplomatic mission? Can you imagine a war starting over a dog pissing on a sacred tree???
Did we really need to watch Phlox clip his toenails and wax his tongue? Yes, I really feel like I know him now.
The sexual tension with T-Pol thing came from no where. Phlox must be psychic, because I've never noticed any sparks between those two characters.
The real kicker -- Archer spends the whole episode whining about his dog, but then during the surgery that will determine whether he lives or dies, all he wants to do is talk about his sex life? Hello??? WHO WRITES THIS STUFF???
The little scene with T'Pol and Archer had me scratching my head too. What the hell was that?
A real let down from some good episodes so far this season.
I thought parts of it were funny, but in some cases they dragged it on a bit too long. Hmmm...
How ya get to be so rude and reckless? You been drinking brew for breakfast! Rudy can't fail, oh no...
More drama today. We're nearly done with To Kill A Mockingbird. We're up to the courtroom scene, which we did today. We went from the judge entering the courtroom to Tom Robinson being taken away to the jail. I was the sherriff, Heck Tate, so all I had to do was say to each "witness" "Do you swear to tell the truth..." etc. Louis was Bob Ewell, Barbora was Mayella Ewell, Ken was the judge, Jake was Mr. Gilmur, the Ewell's attorney, Michael was Tom Robinson, and Alex was Atticus.
And Ms. Deemar complimented me! I knew an alien took over her body, I knew it!
...Speaking of aliens, Enterprise: The Soap Opera Episode is on tonight. Uh oh.
On the roof of the 19th floor we hear them saying...
[link]
Sing, Michael, sing!
Waiting for 7:25...then three days to go...
...Now you sit and reflect...
Monday. I hate Mondays. Today there is no school, but tomorrow...
You did what you did...You're a fucked-up kid...
punkplague?
EMI...
spiked-punk.net?
dead-punk.net?
black-plague.net?
nightmare-punk.net?
thirteen-lives.net?
clashing-punk.net?
evil-punk.net?
punk-clown.net?
punk-plague.net?
clasher.net?
purple-punk.net?
Break on through to the other side
Back from "work".
Halloween is almost...upon us. "Upon us"? One way of putting it, I suppose. I am going as Death. You know, Terry Pratchett's Death. Likes cats, wants to understand humanity, and could murder a curry.
Come November, I'm going to Ireland. Last time I was there...was a long time ago. Giant's Causeway, here I come!
Wonder about the sailor
Every Sunday I make biscuits. Dunno why, just do. The first thing my sister asks me this morning is "Are you making biscuits?" Then my dad "Making biscuits?" My mom's not home right now; she's out running.
Today is Sunday. Thank you, oh great Columbus.
More later. Biscuits are ready. o_0
Riders on the storm...
Just got back from my art class. It was alright, printed some stuff out, etc etc. The train was late coming, as usual. After the class my mom and I (she came so she could have lunch with my grandmother while I was at my class) got on the 5:35 train, which left late, as usual.
When I was standing by the train's door to get off, because my stop was next, this sailor came up to me and said "Great hair." (My hair is purple at the moment.) I said thanks, and he said that he wished he could do something like that with his hair. I asked why not, and he said it wasn't allowed, the sailors have to look "proper". He said he wanted to dye it blue, but only natural colors are allowed. Me: "What about a disease that changed your hair color?" Him: "Know any diseases like that?" Me: "No...what about a really white yellow?" and he said "I could pretend I became an albino!" Me: "Yes, and you could get red contact lenses!" Him: laughs.
Then it was my stop. Damn. He was cool. And cute. :) Maybe he'll be on the train again next week.
When they kick at your front door, how ya gonna come? With your hands on your head or on the trigger of your gun?
Art class today. Father back from D.C. neurology conference. Sailors today. More later. Looking for an AFI sweatshirt.
Saw The Tuxedo yesterday. Jackie Chan was great, as usual. I liked Devlin, he was also good. I can't stand Jenifer Love Hewitt, though. Good movie.
London calling at the top of the dial
I got a B on the science test. It wasn't that hard, but I've never been too good on tests.
I hate gym! Ms. D hates me. I hate her. Therefore we should get along fine, but no! I change, I do everything she makes us do in her god-forsaken curriculum. Does this help? No. She tells us to run, I speed-walk. She makes us play some game that she calls "football", the hell it is, and if the ball came to me I would take it and run. Seriously. I swear on the grave of my father, Domingo Montoya, you shall reach the top alive.
Ms. D says: Tough shit.
French test Wednesday, I have to take it at lunch because I was out sick on Monday and Tuesday and therefore didn't have to take it this Wednesday. Joy.
Three day weekend, because of Columbus.
Neddie Seagoon: In fourteen hundred and ninety-two, Columbus sailed the ocean blue.
Gryte-Pype Thynne: My goodness, you're much older than I thought!
Ahh, the Goon Show...
I wanna be anarchy
Friday! And a sci test. But no drum lesson.
Why why why why why why why why why why tell me why tell me why she was a liar
No drum lesson tomorrow. My teacher has a rehearsal. Valid reason this time- not like *cough* Z *cough*... Ever been to Bes Pelargic? Know someone called Two Flower? Seen a blur, possibly named Rincewind? Right. Back to homework.
Get it you want it I've got it
More from drama class- To Kill A Mockingbird...what about To Kill Ms- nah, never mind...;)
Right. I remember now. I was Calpurnia, Jeron was Atticus, Grace and Kimberly were Scout and Jem, and Michael was "Sheriff Heck Tate". We were doing the scene where Jem and Scout see the mad dog and then go and tell Calpurnia, who calls Atticus at work who calls Tate. Atticus and Tate come over and Tate has Atticus who turns out to be great with a gun shoot the dog. End scene. Whoop. Nothing special, usual comments from the Deemar. (I.e. Basically "THIS SUCKS!")
M y g r a d e s
English- A+
Lit.- B+
French- B+
Gym- B (And I got an A on the fitness assessment thing. Freaky, as Stoney says...)
Math- B+
Science- A+
Drama- D. Bet you didn't see that one coming, huh?
Social Studies- A+. I like governments and how they work. I just am sick of the U.S.-Mexican war, damn it.
Tomorrow is Friday!
In dreams I see myself flying
Opinions on last night's episode of Enterprise, anyone?
mythme: I'm sorry but if you didn't like "Dead Stop" then you are just impossible to please. This episode was good...as good as the most memorable episodes of any of the other series. Hey, I admit Enterprise has had its share of duds, but a "Oasis" or "Terra Nova" this was not.
AlphaMan: This was without a doubt, Enterprise's greatest ep to date.... I for one would like to see the station return in a year or two looking for revenge!!!
Morgan19: My only beef was that Phlox said that their brains were past repair, which if logic follows meant that it was ok to kill them. Dangerous ethical ground and I was a little disappointed that there was so little concern for them. But as I said, the end seemed to imply that they "might be ok." Heh.
Melakon: Seemed fairly pedestrian and somewhat dull to me.
Nick Ryder: That HAD to be Early Borg.
Ptrope: The show was too intent on being clever, and on talking about continuity, and it kept wandering around the edge of having a story; it really was only the highlights of something else. It may not have been necessary to explain where it came from, or who built it, but there was no indication of what it was actually doing.
First, don't believe the Tellarites appeared: the station impersonated Archer's voice to lead Mayweather into a trap, and it could just as easily have done so with the 'Tellarite' message. The question, though, is "why?" If its sole motivation was to replace a "circuit" in its living computer, surely it has more of a purpose than to just repair a ship, take a brain, and then wait for the next victim, so it can do it all over again. Even Godzilla had more of a goal than that.
The whole idea was too pat, as well. "Our ship is crippled. We're hosed. Woe is us. Look! A repair station in the middle of BF space, just close enough to save us in our hour of need! Huzzah!" Straight from sci-fi to fantasy; magic instead of an ounce of plausibility.
And who was that sourpuss in Archer's uniform? The mercurial captain, who takes everything at face value, suddenly is the voice of not just caution, but outright paranoia, even though the rest of his crew seem pretty grateful and happy for the chance to get home before they have to retire. All because Reed told him he's too easygoing last week? Sorry, but Captain Bipolar is not geting this ship anywhere, fast. I think that squeak is just a symptom of his psychosis.
Once again: somewhere in there was a good idea for a story. Once again: pointless and plodding execution created more holes than it filled. We just couldn't get past an episode without showing how great the stuff in the 24th century was/will be, and how much we need it in order to fill up pages in a script (which they certainly didn't fill up with dialogue; the Holy Trinity wandered into and through this strange alien station without talking? Yeah-huh!).
Martok: I loved this episode!
matrix agent 33: I liked this one alot. Archer's personality seemed to change slightly, but maybe it was just because he's been in space so long . I thought it was really funny when Malcom and Trip appeared on the bridge and T'Pol just looked at them.
It was the previews for next week's episode that scared me, though...
Ok, so, generally people liked it. Some didn't, but there are always some. Next week though...it looks as though it's some damn soap opera!
Bloody rant
I hate this school. I hate how it's so cheap that there aren't any blackboard erasers and how the wood shop room is huge and wood shop fucking heaven and the science room is goddamn shit and looks like a godamn english-lit room and how the principal never goes out of her bloody air conditioned office and how the other day when my friends and I were talking one of them didn't know the principal's name and i hate how the second day of school the're already asking for money, money, money and how last year the students raised money so we could have air conditioning throughout the whole goddamn school and how the bloody teachers spent it all on three fucking exercise bikes "for gym class" when everyone knows they're really for the teachers after school (and some of them need it, believe me) and how the district superintendant doesn't give a shit about the kids and how he doesn't give a shit about advanced eng/lit programs and how the school's so godamn cheap we aren't allowed to print anything out because there's no paper and there's no ink and how the gym teachers are all like "YOU DO FIFTY PUSHUPS NOW, KID!" even though when I'm forty it isn't going to matter if I can do damn pushups when I want to be a bloody journalist, damn it, and I hate how I had to leave my friends behind in my old school and I hate how I can hardly ever see them and I hate how the fucking system here is all screwed up and I'd blame it all on George Bush but christ...fucking hell. I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate this school I hate this town I hate these teachers I hate this district I hate this superintendant I hate this principal I hate the Deemar I hate this eng-lit class where we get given words on spelling tests like "absent" and I hate how we are using books from 1968 and this school didn't buy them, oh hell no, they were given to the school after another goddamn school was finsihed with them. This fucking school is basically on goddamn wellfare. I h a t e t h i s .
Look there goes a super nova- what a pushover, yeah
More from drama. I was out of school for two days, so I got back today and Ms. D explained what we were doing. The characters: Me- Calpurnia- oh, shit, I've forgotten who else was in the scene...Michael was...someone...ummm...well, we barely started the scene so we'll have to start over again tomorrow (damn the Deemar), and perhaps then I'll remember. Did I just write "perhaps"?
Ooooo man...tomorrow we get progress reports. I have something like a 98% in science, so that's ok. Math- an 91, I think. I'm pretty sure I have a D in gym. An A, I think, in eng/lit, and SS. That leaves French (a high C- low B?), and Drama is a given (F or low D).
The problem with gym...Right. Last year we moved in November, basically the middle of the school year. We stayed in the same state, but had to move closer to the hospital where my dad works (he's a pediatric neurologist, basically meaning he sees kids, usually one who have had a stroke or seizure or something else affecting the brain). So now we live right across the street- literally- from a train station. And I have to go to another school- even though I had just gotten used to my old school (we moved to there from Chapel Hill, North Carolina- Ephesus rules) in my old town. (Did I just say "town"?) I had some friends, some verrrry good frineds, if you get my drift, I could walk through the school without getting lost, gym class was actually bloody fun...
Anyway...so gym was fun. Million was cool, he was nice. Then, disaster...(Did I spell that right?:)) Last year I had Ms. Johnson and this year I have Ms. Deporter.
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Well. Here I am again at 6:00 waiting for the clock to get to 7:25, damnit. Oh well. It's Wednesday, two more days to go, and then there is nothing on Monday because that's Columbus Day. Go Columbus! If you are ever bored, try onthefringe. Another one to try is bluesun. Have fun, be good, the pub closes at 11.
If you don't like the way I'm driving, get off the sidewalk
Got to stay home from school today. Definitely school tomorrow. Science test Friday. My Spock fanlisting is "official." How the hell can some website be made "official"? By applying here, I guess. What a funny place the world is.
Back to hell tomorrow...
If at first you don't succeed, blame a suboordinate
Almost forgot. Courtesy James, re the Spice House: How many Spice House employees does it take to change a lightbulb?
Two. One to change the bulb and Mike to yell at them for doing it wrong.
Something told me to tell you not to tell me what to do
Got to stay home from school today. Worked @ The Spice House yesterday. Too many spices, clothes stink. Have flu. Probably school tomorrow. Damn. Father going to Washington, D.C., tomorrow for neuroscience conference. Friend from England leaving tomorrow too.
If you can't stand upon the water I'll see you on the ocean floor
Art class today. For some reason I have a ton of homework, and most of it is in science. Maybe it's because there is a test next Friday...or mayby BabelFisch is more evil than I thought...
It's Friday! Good luck @ the squash game, G!
Finally. Opinions on Minefield, anyone?
Muad Dib: When T'Pol corrected their pronunciation of "Romulans", I had the feeling she was holding something back.
MPH: F**k Balance of Terror! Who cares what Spock said to Kirk 30 years ago.
Kirkardsiskarchway: With all due respect, buzz off.
Nebula 1701:As long as Enterprise uses the appearances of the Romulans sparingly, and few, if any, of the crew members of the Enterprise see a real Romulan sans helmets, it can still remain faithful to Balance of Terror. In BOT, the story was that few people in the Federation had actually seen a Romulan, so nobody was quite sure what they looked like. It is feasible for say, one character on Enterprise to meet a Romulan at some point, but not have a way to clearly identify what one looks like. Add 150 years to the mix, and what rare information there is about their appearance could get lost in the sauce (or lost in space?); hence the tension and surprise would still be valid in BOT.
Forbin: Is it okay to say "No, fuck YOU"?, 'cause I really wanna say it, but I don't want a warning.
B&B WISH they could write an episode as good as Balance of terror. Minefield was a poor shadow of TOS's first Romulan encounter. If this is all we can expect from Shiban, it don't look good.
And they didn't pussyfoot around continuity, they flat-out ignored it. It's firmly established in BoT that the cloak was anew development, unknown to Starfleet, in 2266. They flipped us the finger here and just used it anyway. And the sad thing is, the plot would have worked just fine without the cloaks.
Between the Suliban and the Rommies, and all the other "stealth" aliens they meet, Starfleet should have a pretty extensive file on cloaking tech already in Archer's time. So how come Spock and Kirk were surprised that the the tech even existed 100 years later?
Worse, what's the Romulan war gonna be like if they have the cloak? We lose, baby!
Stupid fucking ignorant jerkoff writers.
Munchkin: Doesn't Earth have a war with the Romulans soon? That's means we should be seening lots of them just not their ears.
John Sullivan: I didn't see any problem at all with the Romulans appearing as they did. As a matter of fact, this was one of the first episodes that actually rhymed and chimed with the outline of TOS.
I can't say it enough ... don't let B&B write any more episodes. Give them all to John S. (of X-Files fame) ... this episode was the first one in line with what I thought we'd be seeing all last year.
The trekbbs. It won't let me go to the Enterprise forum. Damn.
The other day @ lunch we started talking about our principal, Ms. Arresola, and then one of the girls, Anne, said "who's Ms. Arresola?" Arresola never comes out of her air conditioned office and she always wears black (which is fine, but it doesn't help her image of "I'm your principal, I'm your friend" any), and for some reason she still gets paid. It's not like she does anything.
[star trekking across the universe, boldly going forward 'cause we can't find reverse...]
I still can't believe Ms. Deemar complimented me. Or rather, she didn't insult me. Wow.
All Star: I always hated when, at the end of some TOS episodes, they would do that big group laugh, but it would be "Hahaha (Long Pause) ...Hahaha!" like they were imitating what would happen if William Shatner were a guest at a comedy club or something.
How many Romulans does it take to change a lightbulb?
Two. One to change the bulb and the other to kill him and take credit for it.
How many Ferengi does it take to change a lightbulb?
Just one, but he'll charge you so much for it that you'll think there were ten of him.
How many Klingons does it take to change a lightbulb?
None. Klingons aren't afraid of the dark.
What happened to the Klingon who changed the lightbulb?
He was killed because he was a coward.
How many tribbles does it take to change a lightbulb?
1...2...um 4...no wait 8....now there's 16...
How many Q does it take to change a lightbulb?
That depends. Into what?
How many borg does it take to change a lightbulb?
Only one, but he had to assimilate the knowledge of five different species to do it.
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[trek 47]
The trekbbs is still dead. Wtf?
Well, drama again today. And it was SCARY. I think the Deemar had a mental breakdown. Or it's an alien in her place. Or an android. Or something. Because guess what?
She complimented me.
Ok. I was Scout, Louis was Jem, Alex was Ms. Dubose, and someone was Atticus. Who was it...oh, right, Ken was Atticus. Scene:
Everyday on the way to school Gem and Scout pass Ms. Dubose, a mean, racist, nasty old woman who is very ill. Everyday they run past her house without saying anything to her (she is always sitting on her porch in her wheelchair, everyday) because she is so weird and scary, etc.
So one day when they get home Atticus says to them, "I saw you running past Ms. Dubose's house today, you didn't say hello, from now on stop, say hello, be polite, it's called southern hospitality."
Scout and Gem protest, saying she's mean, she's nasty, she'll yell at them, they don't like her. Atticus basically says too bad, you be polite now or else.
Scout and Gem go off to school, and stop at Ms. Dubose's and say hello.
She starts going on and on and on about how Atticus is "representing a nigger" (This is from the book To Kill a Mocking Bird, and is set in the 1930s)and it's awful how Scout runs around wearing boy's clothes and what about their mother and they aren't being brought up right and-
And then Gem snaps. He runs over to Ms. Dubose's bushes and yanks them all up. He and Scout run home.
That night when Atticus gets home he tells them to go over to Ms. Dubose's house and apologize and find out what they can do to repay her. Ms. Dubose says they can read to her every afternoon.
End of scene.
Right. Now. The Deemar complimented me:
Scene, take 1:
Atticus (Ken): You pulled out her rose bushes. You-
Scout (Me): You said we had to be nice to her. You didn't say anything about pulling out her rose bushes.
And Ms. Deemar really liked that. Hmmm...
Thursday. Good thing about today: Tomorrow is Friday.
The trekbbs isn't working properly...damn...
Did another scene in drama today. Gem and Scout's father, Atticus, talks to them about his upcoming case, as he is a lawyer, in which he is going to represent a black man named Tom Robinson (this is from the book To Kill A Mockingbird, and it's set in the 1930s). After that the scene changes to where a boy named Cecil is making fun of Scout, and even though Atticus told both her and Gem to ignore things like this, she beats him up. I was Gem, Brent was Atticus, Michael was Scout, and Alex was Cecil. The scene was ok, except for...you guessed it...the Deemar...
"Talk louder!"
"This is not believable."
"This makes no sense."
"Talk more."
"You're not doing enough."
O_o O_o O_o O_o O_o O_o O_o
Btw, I got Concrete by Fear Factory at the used cd store yesterday. How weird is that, since it only came out a week or so ago?!?
Today. Is. Wednesday. The day when Berman and Braga have a lovely field day in order to ruin all continuity there ever was. Remember, it's all learned in high school.
I'm failing drama.
So far, anyway. I have a 54%. At least I did yesterday. She seems to be grading on whether you raise your hand to give your opinion on each group's scene, and if you don't she marks you down. The thing is, when I do raise my hand to give my opinion she almost always says "That's already been said." But it's my freakin' opnion! I'm not just going to change my opinion because she doesn't like it. Screw her.
And it's only Tuesday.
Tuesday. Sick sick sick sick sick.
