Showing posts with label ugh. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ugh. Show all posts

Saturday, July 3, 2010

Not much doing...

Exactly what it says on the tin.

Just sitting around. In my pj's. Dad says there are no good movies playing. All my friends are busy.

Not doing anything for the the 4th of July, either. Blah.

It's why I haven't been posting recently. Haven't done anything of interest. Except for Thursday, which mandachan covered in her blog.

Had some odd dreams last night involving humanoid puppies, the 9th Doctor, and Taylor Lautner. Don't even ask. Last time I eat peaches after midnight...

~Laura

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Off I am to the Emo Corner...

Well, I'm feeling pretty down today....

I went job-hunting today. No one's hiring. So it's looking like all my friends will have summer jobs except me, meaning that they'll be busy all summer and I'll have nothing to do.

The EGE is getting his driver's license, reminding me what a lazy idiot for not even having my permit yet (even though I've been sixteen for nine months).

Mandachan and the EGE are talking about the AP classes they are taking/have taken. Meanwhile, I've taken/plan to take exactly none, showing that they're the fucking intelligent ones where I'm the useless, stupid deadbeat who's never going to go anywhere in life. I'm stressing over exams because I'm just barely keeping up in algebra, and worrying about college because I've never fucking DONE anything in my high school career other than drama (and didn't even do it well).

Plus there's some other shit going on in my life that I REALLY don't wanna talk about.

Sigh. I'm gonna go shut myself in my dark bedroom and listen to depressing music.

Later.

~Laura

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Yeah, no...

I'm in one of those moods today, so no post for you. I'm not terribly happy right now. I was really angry earlier, but I've since mellowed. In lieu of a proper post, I'm suggesting a song instead. Go listen to "So What" by P!nk. Basically sums up what's going through my head at the moment.

~Laura

Saturday, May 29, 2010

Everyone is effing busy!

So I basically just screwed around on the computer all day because everyone I called was busy. No one has time for little old me.... :/

Ah, well. What can you do? Still, I'd better get to see SOMEONE this weekend...

Three more weeks of school!

~Laura

Thursday, May 20, 2010

I Hate Obscenely Difficult Logic Puzzles...

Mostly because I'm not very logical...

I found a bunch on the xkcd wiki. Here's the link: http://wiki.xkcd.com/irc/Puzzles#Blue_Eyes_Puzzle

These are insane! Some of 'em you'd have to be a rutting genius to understand! (not a single word, EGE...) A lot of them require a metric fuckton (phrase stolen from the EGE) of math to solve.

Ugh...

I solved exactly none of them. I'm not really surprised but come on! There has to be one that even someone of average intelligence could solve!

Sigh.

Here are two that I really like just because they make no sense:

1. A mathematician enters a bar and starts chatting with the bartender. The bartender tells him about his three daughters, and when he is asked about their age, he decides to make it a bit more interesting, as he is interested in mathematics as well. He says, “The product of their ages is 72.” The mathematician answers, “OK, but that didn’t help a lot.” — “Then I should tell you that the sum of their ages is equal to the street number of this bar.” The mathematician leaves the bar, returns, and says, “Great, but I still don’t know their age.” The bartender smiles and says, “My youngest daughter really likes strawberry ice cream.” Now the mathematician knows their ages.

How old are the three daughters? (Think of age as an integer of the number of years.)

2. A mother is 21 years older than her child. The mother's age in six years will be exactly five times the child's age in six years. Where is the father?


I can't figure them out, and if you can... well, good for fricken you! Gorram smartass...

That's my rant of the day...

~Laura

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Geez...

Today I did... absolutely nothing. I went to school. Came home. Worried about the latest trauma-drama in my life. Was on the computer for a bit. Watched some "Seinfeld" with Dad. Really didn't do much.

Sigh...

Life is so boring now that the drama show is over...

~Laura

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

ugh...

Not much to report. Had a not-so-awesome day. (Except for drama... drama makes me happy...)
I'll post something cooler when I'm in a better mood.

~Laura

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Grrr. Argh.


I hate idiocy. HATE IT.

I am a huge fan of Joss Whedon (creator of "Buffy", "Firefly", etc). I had heard him referred to as a feminist, and as my thesis paper is on feminism, I went to the all-powerful Google. And I found an essay that someone posted on their blog.

What. A load. Of BULLSHIT!

The author obviously went into "Firefly" (my absolute FAVORITE show) looking for evidence of sexism (racism too, but we'll get to that...)

This person took the actions and dialogue of the characters, twisted them up all ass-backwards, and tried to claim that Joss is a misogynist rapist. That female characters are oppressed, silenced, and abused. That the black woman married to a white man cannot POSSIBLY be loved. That a high-class, intelligent woman could not POSSIBLY be happy with her life because her job entails having sex with her clients. Despite claiming to have done their research, they missed important key elements of the series that make it obviously contrary to what the author claims.

I just... UGH!

I get so frustrated by the utter wrongness of these statements that I can't even think! When I've cooled down and my head is clearer, I'll write a post dissecting and disproving what this misandrist racist says. Hopefully, I can get the EGE to co-author, as he's just as displeased with this as I am.

Later.

~Laura

Monday, March 15, 2010

Update

Correction: Not going to Premier because I feel like crap. What I'll be missing: attempts to harmonize to a song I memorized the melody of ("Danny Boy") and what is supposed to be the theme from "Titanic", but sounds more like "Pirates of the Carribean" until you add in the descant...

Love to perform, hate to rehearse. It's a fatal flaw.

~Laura