| Since talkin about gaming is teh new hawtness..... ;-) |
[Feb. 21st, 2006|09:09 am] |
This past saturday, I introduced a bunch of usually Shadowrunners/Earthdawners to the world of 3.5ed D&D. A bunch that had exceedingly LOOOOOW expectations of D&D, as the only exposure they had was at a con where the DM was a total wanker. So, I had something of an uphill battle, and I will admit that the creativity engine was sputtering pretty bad.
Of course, starting out an adventure w/ a new group is the hardest... AAAND I didn't exactly want to come up with a totally new gameworld just for something that might just be a one-shot, nor did I want to use a prepackaged world, so I told them that the setting they were on was a ship bound for a penal colony, 1 weeks travel away from the mainland. When I say penal colony, I mean it in the loosest sense of the word. Think one of those minimum security "Club Fed" facilities for white collar crimes. Basically, it was a place for nobles and rich merchants to be 'imprisoned' after they did something rather unpopular amongst the people, such as accidentally killing a few people, embezzling tax money, etc. They needed to a) give me a backstory, and b) a reason why they were on this ship. From THAT, I was going to give them another little plot thread to mess around with that fit into that character's MO.
For instance, one character (Turin) is warlock of noble birth, but all that shit got taken away because his father was killed and deposed by a bunch of goody-two-shoes that don't like evil nobles (yeah, he and most of the party is either neutral or evil). So, of course, he wants his power back and is willing to do whatever to do it. I give him the thread that a month before this adventure, he is approached by a figure, offering him some amount of $$ to kill this member of the aristocracy that is in the penal colony. He didn't want to take it, but he recalled that the guy dabbled in the dark arts himself and was known to have some knowledge and/or artifacts that would be of interest. Then to spice it up, one of the characters (afflicted with lycanthropy) wants to go to this island to talk with this guy since he is something of an expert on the subject of lycanthropy. One other character wants to visit the alleged ruins of a temple that is on this island that might be one of his dead god. Another guy was given the opportunity to join a renown assassins guild if they take care of some business (killing the aforementioned noble) quietly, since he pissed off some very powerful members of an organized crime syndicate.
They managed to not blow up the ship in the middle of the ocean (good), managed to find the rather large safe filled with the gold and jewels of the nobles (neutral), managed to rob the safe blind (bad, but humorous), find the magically locked hold below deck (good), made nice with the captain and bonded somewhat with him (good), found the captain dead (bad, but scripted). So far, this session exceeded my expectations. I didn't expect things to go this well, especially me being so ill prepared. I really really didn't have a chance to prepare properly like normal, so I literally had to wing EVERYTHING, although i did have a few reminders here and there. So I have 4 good plot threads here, getting ready to collide right into one another very soon... hopefully with an interesting outcome. Political intrigue, diplomacy, magic, murder plots, dead gods... should be quite cool, hopefully. So far, I think that this is the best session I've ever run, I would say mostly because the PC's practically ran it for me. There is a certain amount of credence for collaborative storytelling certainly, but everything was definately within a pretty rigid rules structure. Even so, I don't feel that anyone felt 'restricted' because of it. I thought it worked quite beautifully. I am definately going to take notes on what I'm doing right here for the next session I ever run. |
|
|
| Cardio... |
[Jan. 19th, 2006|08:04 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  sleepy | ] |
OOOOOKAAAAAY.... Noted for future reference--Tae Bo is $*%&ing hard. BUT $*%&ing rewarding too, admittedly. ;-)
I found out a couple things about my body during my innaugural go at it. First off, i'm an uncoordinated oaf. Some of their combos damned near made me trip over myself. THIS might be b/c of the small fact that my legs are apparently made of lead... I never was really good at fast, repeated kicks even when i WAS in shape (I always emphasized strong kicks when I took Tae Kwon Do, generally). Ah well... hopefully that will get better in time.
All told, I think I actually got about 80% of the workout done.... not BAD for a first go, I guess. I definately worked up a sweat. |
|
|
| Indepth(ish) dietary-exercise "regimen"... |
[Jan. 17th, 2006|09:18 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  thoughtful | ] |
Well, indepth as it is, i guess... I like doing my crap in list form, so here we go. Keep in mind this is how *I* literally have to do things and in no way is this any sort of crack on anyone else's diet/exercise routine. (i.e. this is the way I have figured out to short-circuit my personal shortcomings and mental wiring to keep this up. your mileage may vary. ;-) )
1) Minimal complications: this means no tracking and minimal planning of what I'm doing and what I'm eating. OH, and MINIMAL EQUIPMENT... my apartment doesn't need any additional clutter if possible... TRUST me. The more I have to keep track of, the more chance that I will skip out b/c i don't want to deal with the fuss and paperwork. BUT, I will weigh myself twice a day. Once in the morning and once in the evening, to see how much progress I've done and will ultimately need to do.
2) All things in moderation: I refuse to cut anything out of my life, but I will not 'gorge', except for sanctioned gorgefests. (i.e. going to the meat faucet or something) But I will not forgo a piece of chocolate if I want it. I just won't eat a box of the stuff. ;-)
3) Fill the plate to a reasonable serving. You can always go for seconds. (Thanks Rebecca!) Psycologically, I've been pretty well trained by the folks to eat everything on the plate, no matter how gut bustingly large the portion was. I can always go for a second helping (if needed).
4) Remember what I am aiming for in terms of physical shape and do things towards that goal. I am aiming for a lean, fast, flexible body, so that means cardio (uck), pilates, light weight training, and general stretch exercises... and lots and lots of tennis. After feeling the abs after pilates, a six-pack wouldn't be a BAD thing to have.... *cough*.
5) Do SOMETHING every day. I don't have to go through the whole regimen EVERY day, but I will do SOMETHING each day, be it just pilates, or a little weight training. A little constant exercise will go a long way. (probably)
6) Make sure what i do is enjoyable. If it is not fun, I will be less and less likely to do it. It plays into number 5 a bit where if I feel like it's an obligation, it won't be as fun. If it's not fun, I won't do it. BUUUT...
7) I am accountable to myself. If I miss out on a day of exercise or pig out on something unhealthy, then ultimately I will have to ask myself: was it worth it? Special occasions are OK, but it should not be a habit to skip out or lapse.
I think that's it. The Tao of DK or something. ;-)
Edit: for the record, I've lost ABOUT 8-9 lbs. Dropped from 196 to 188. And my tennis game has improved greatly from the past couple months. All i need to do is develop some 'tennis sense' and I will be 'acceptable.' And I have two parts of the six pack... I still need to lose the compact spare tire to see the rest... ;-) I have better definition in my biceps, triceps, and deltoids... I need to work on the pectoralis muscles... |
|
|
| New years resolutions... |
[Jan. 3rd, 2006|03:36 pm] |
...are a big crock of crap in my opinion. :-)
That being said, I want to have a few 'life changes' more than anything else. First, I want to take care of my body more than I have been. Which is to say ANYthing above sitting on my ass and doing nothing. I have been really good about playing tennis relatively frequently, and i'm starting up this beginners Pilates vid... which is really #*$&ing hard. And not just shoveling crap into my body too. I think I'm already on a really good start since I somehow didn't balloon to 396 lbs after eating a ton of food at home.
Second, I want to explore my spirituality a little more. No I don't think that I'm going to church every Sunday or whatever, as organized religion is not my bag for many many different reasons that will take up hundreds of pages of ranting, but I have been thinking about a few things recently that I want to hash out.
Third, I'm going to try really hard to 'be a better person.' Yeah i know. very very ambiguous. I want to be more honest with myself and other people, I want to give people the benefit of the doubt, I want to be a little more compassionate, be a little less of a smartass
So, anyhoo, that's my thing... here's hoping it last longer than a year! |
|
|
| Things I learned in 2005: a Retrospective |
[Jan. 3rd, 2006|02:19 pm] |
1) Happiness can occasionally smack you right in the face with little to no warning.
2) Note-passing in Monopoly can lead to lots of incidental fun.
3) Shivan's car destruction jokes never get old.
4) Stop worrying about stuff--it rarely ever helps with anything and only adds to stress.
5) Live in the moment, since things will change no matter how much you don't want that to happen.
6) Family and friends will get you through ANYTHING, even if you don't actually talk to them about the problems you're having at the time.
7) Playing tennis in the rain is a surprising amount of fun (well, technically, that was the 2nd of January 2006, buuut...)
8) Skill level can be compensated for (somewhat) by enthusiasm in tennis.
9) Strippers at private parties do alarmingly risque things that I did not THINK they could do by law.
10) Brazillian all you can eat meat fest is goooooood.
11) It's not about the things you do or the stuff you have but the company you keep.
12) I guess I DO eventually want to have a kid at some point. WAAAAAY down the line. ;-)
13) Eventually, in order to have the aforementioned 'child,' at some point I probably oughta get crackin on finding one of those 'female' types that I keep hearing about. (Not that i'm in a rush, mind you ;-) )
14) I'm 26 frickin years old! WTF??
15) Pilates is fucking HARD.
I'm sure there is other crap on here that I will add to... :-) |
|
|
| Dad's birthday/xmas gift.... |
[Nov. 30th, 2005|11:32 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  happy | ] |
It's odd... I never realized how old my dad was until it was brought to my attention by my bro. Color me surprised when he told me that Dad is going to be 70 years old this year. He's still pretty healthy, mind you.. VERY healthy for his age definately. I never really thought of how old he was getting because of that, I suppose.
Without going into semantics and retrospectives, I think I know what the first thing I'm going to do after the credit card debt is taken care of... We're going to pay for dad to go to Korea. First time in almost 30 years, i believe. Well, mom AND dad, technically.... that'd be a pretty asstacular trip to take by one's self. But us young'uns all feel that this would probably be something pretty special for him to get a chance to do this...
I think that the expensive TV and fun stupid crap can probably wait for a while longer... maybe indefinately, really. (considering that school will (hopefully!!) be in the works shortly thereafter) My folks have done a lot for us kids at expense of 'fun' too, so it's only natural for us to do the same every now and then, right?
NOW all I have to do is NOT go completely overbudget in the next 4 months.... EASY. ;-) |
|
|
| Little ray of sunshine... tennis stuff... |
[Nov. 21st, 2005|01:25 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  okay | ] |
Well, I will say that the tennis this weekend was hilariously fun, and MUST be done again very soon. (yes, i'm talking to you, Akbarses + Samarve... Shivan) I found out i need to improve the following:
a) make sure the point is scored before gloating :-P
b) learn NOT to twist my damned ankle while approaching the shot
c) work on the two-handed backhand a bit more, as that will destroy my enemies if i get a little more accurate with it
d) stay out of the frickin no-man's-land.
HOWEVER--i DID find out the following pluses:
a) volley practice = good
b) a modified kendo stance with your weight on your strong leg = GOOD for mobility for someone with a gimpy twisted ankle.
c) i found a new hobby/form of exercise i ENJOY now. (I was 'pleasantly sore' afterwards)
d) even with a gimpy right ankle, Shiv and I were able to tie up sets against the Akbarses. :-)
That's right, Akbarses--I'm comin out of the boof-ah! I got a fresh can of balls and whoopass for ya! Don't call the 5 straight game streak we had at the end before we called it quits a comeback! Uh.... and... you got served... etc etc ...
(ok, ulterior motive behind the smacktalk is that you'll want to play again to shut me up :-) ) |
|
|
| Epiphany the second: I know Kung Fu. Except replace "Kung Fu" with "How to Sorta Play Tennis now" |
[Nov. 19th, 2005|06:09 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | good | ] |
Today was a fantastic day to do stuff outside. Shivan and I went and did some sufficient amount of damage to our bodies with greasy ass Chinese food. THEN we got a round of disc golf in, which we both sucked like a fox. I was actually hesitant in suggesting that we play tennis, since the last time we played (about…. 3-4 months ago), I… was… ah… well… let’s put it this way—if the court was twice as big, Shivan had lead weights around his ankles, and I could shoot him with elephant tranquilzer, I would have been SET.
SO, we’re doing a few warm up shots, he’s lobbing me a few forehand shots and predictably I’m screwing it up. And A few backhand shots to the same effect… But, then a little coaching for Shivan, I start slooowly getting it right. Like, actually between the lines and everything! Lobbed a few, buuut… getting better. Certainly, I would not presume to call myself ‘good’ yet. Footwork was questionable, but I was beginning to hit in more effectively in the sweet spot, cross court, even when applicable.. Backhand is even decentish, which usually sucks ass.
Then my dreaded portion of the exercise—serving. OHHH, how I hate serving. It required too many funky muscle movements for me to do that well… I’m getting a LITTLE frustrated since I never could do ANYTHING serve related well. We do a few more serve and volley practice runs and all of a sudden—BAM. My ankle decides that I need to lose some weight. I didn’t FALL, buuut that kind of hurt. It probably didn’t help that my shoes weren’t quite tied COMPLETELY tight…. In any case, it was VERY reminiscent of the sprain I got after sliding down a steep ass (like 60 degree) hill in an airsoft game, buuut….i digress…
WELL, anyhoo, my footwork sucked anyways. BUUT, it made me stop putting any power in my serves (or any of my other shots, mind you).. WELL, I’LL BE DAMNED. I’m hitting it in the zone. For the last run of the day, Shiv told me to serve the six balls we had in the zone. Not hitting it HARD mind you, but I got all 6 in the zone. SWEET. I’m actually kind of giddy, since it’s all kind of meshing finally! After a whole 4 months of professional tennis lessons when I was a kid (which ended poorly, mind you) and dogging Shiv incessantly for the past year or so, it’s FINALLY making sense!.
“OW, my $*%&ing ankle hurts…. Caaan we go by CVS real quick so I can… ah… pick up a few things… That’d be great.” SO I get an ankle brace and slap it on…
…
“SOOO, Shiv—can we do a bit of serve practice? I PROMISE I WON’T PUT PRESSURE ON MY RIGHT FOOT!” So, we did and it got hammered in a bit more. I actually LIKE this. I got the motion down REASONABLY well. We did a bit of volley practice, and called it a day for good now.
So, all in all, good day. Sure I sorta sprained my ankle, BUUT I think it was worth it. It actually MADE me stop trying to power shots. So I’m resting up quite nicely now with an INCREDIBLY uncomfortable ice pack on my foot. (is that toe supposed to be blue?) Why can’t all weekends be this good? ;-) |
|
|
| credit card epiphany |
[Nov. 16th, 2005|12:14 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | contemplative | ] |
SO I'm talking to April over IM like we always do and I go over my 'master plan' on taking care of credit card debt. SO, without going into a massive, head-exploding, number crunching math problem, suffice it to say that, taking into consideration rent, student loan crap, baseline living expenses, and SOME 'fun', I will be able to pay off $1K a month off my credit cards.
Now don't get me wrong--I managed to casually chip away at my debt i incurred from school and all that jazz to a nice, albeit fluctuating, $3-5K. (ok, people with nothing on their credit cards--before you sneer, keep in mind the frickin sombitch was up around $12K, grand total) So, i'm on the home stretch... it's down to $3.2K and i'm getting ready to just knock the living $(%* out of it once and for all and calculating things out. ~1K a month... taking into consideration shit WILL happen since this IS the frickin holiday season. BUt it shouldn't be THAT bad, since i'm saving $100 per paycheck for gifts too, so holiday expenses WILL NOT see a credit card.
THen it hit me... I calculated my living expenses, cell phone bill... all this shit, and even threw in a couple hundred for 'fun' expenses (i.e. eating out and the like). I even overestimated when i could. After calculating living somewhat frugally (i.e. not completely devoid of fun!), i can spend $1K on credit card bills.
...
Hmm... now, what would it be like to spend $1K/month on... say... 'stupid fun stuff' like a 27" LCD tv i've been eyeing? OOOORRR.... putting all that into savings and investments so i'm a bit better off when school starts? OOORRRR take a balanced approach and just do a bit of both, dammit. GAH, i feel like such an idiot! I've been under all this weight of these meaningless bills for so long that I didn't realize what I could ACTUALLY be doing with my money/time. I was thinking i was actually clever in shuffling the debt between one zero interest offer after another instead of actually taking a consolidated approach in knocking the damned debt out.
Ah well.. in the end though, I really couldn't avoid all the credit card debt i ended up getting. I would say that 65-70% of what i dealt with was actually 'important' crap like books, food, etc while i was in school. But I am looking forward to seeing all my cards with a big fat zero next to the balance, come late February/ Early March (the scheduled date of paying shit off). I am considering this my early new years resolution, dammit. I look on the bright side that I actually NEVER missed a payment, so my credit score is actually pretty damned high now (probably edging towards 800 by now), so i will be sitting pretty if i decide to buy a house before school.
SOO, ANYHOO--thanks for the epiphany, April. ;-) I've been on 3-4 month bursts where i paid a bunch of stuff off, but somehow only making $1K in headway, but thinking of things like this will definately keep me from falling off the wagon this time. |
|
|
| sake night 2005...(also starring sushi, dumplings, and assorted asian snack goodie thingies...) |
[Nov. 9th, 2005|12:29 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | tired/full | ] |
Gah... so... full....
Well, it's been a while, but i was finally able to get our celebratory sake on with Abdur about the new job (and future prospects thereof). BUUT, in typical 'me' form, it escalated into something approximating this train of thought:
mmm... sake.
...
well, *just* sake is kind of lame... let's try adding some snack dealies.
...
well, yeah, but i don't want to go to dinner RIGHT after THAT. OK, light dinner. japanese barfood. potstickers!
...
well, that's awful insubstantial.... something else to go with it... yakitori! (grilled skewered meat with a sweet soy glaze)
...
well, then again, to do yakitori right, it's gonna be a pain in the ass (i.e. dragging out the grill...) ok, how about something lighter and easyish... sushi!
...
well, you normally don't get full off of sushi... and Niroshi might not like all of it... something relatively nonoffensive... yakisoba! (noodles)
...
turns out, i cranked out so much sushi that it MORE than fed everybody. so the yakisoba wasn't even needed (or desired in everyone's bloated state...) I swear, one of these days i'll actually 'plan' these things out... :-\
Lots of shopping at the various ethnic stores and such around the Cary area with Abdur. Contemplated buying the largest, stinkiest durian and the largest, schlongiest bull peniesseseses and stick it in jeremy's bed a la the Godfather, but i didn't. (or did I...?) THe sweetest little old grandmotherly woman at the japanese store was vast contrast from the hustle and bustle of the megalomart near walnut creek. Gots us some free snacky goodness from her and went home to prep. OOOF course, the first thing i note doing this thing is that i'm terribly spoiled off of using a rice cooker. So, i COMPLETELY fuck up the first batch of rice i tried to make in a large pot. so, good thing i bought reserves. (in the rice cooker this time, might i add) I made a couple of 'slightly retarded rolls' and slowly got back into my groove. it went over fairly well, i think.
All in all, very fun time. Didn't exactly know what the hell i was gonna do until i was there. I definately need to work on my rice cooking skillz though... ;-) The sake i brought was faaan-frickin-tastic. probably one of my favs i've tried so far--it had nice hits of sour apple.
Ugh... i might edit more into this later when i make sense... i.e. get sleep. ;-) |
|
|
| words of the day |
[Oct. 6th, 2005|10:24 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  silly | ] |
1) Obfuscating:
trans verb.
1 a : darken b : to make obscure 2 : to confuse
example: The professor had the knack of obfuscating the most simple knowledge into a complicated clusterfuck that eats a minimum of 15 minutes of class.
2) Erstwhile:
adverb
in the past : formerly
example: I will be going with our soon-to-be-erstwhile computer tech guy for lunch beers on Friday and bitching about how much work frickin sucks.
3) ZOMG:
acronym
ZOMG is a bastardization of the Internet shorthand term for 'Oh My God', OMG. The term is commonly used to express humorously overwrought excitement and as a way of mocking internet slang as a whole, and is most likely representative of pushing the shift key over-zealously and sloppily, thus pushing the "Z" key in the process, on a qwerty keyboard...
seriously.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/ZOMG
example: ...sorry, not drunk enough. |
|
|
| Gamin goodness: two notes: |
[Sep. 25th, 2005|10:55 pm] |
#1, before i forget:
(HILARIOUS webcomic)
http://www.giantitp.com/cgi-bin/GiantITP/ootscript
and
(cast of characters)
http://www.giantitp.com/ootsChars.html
READ and UNDERSTAND for discussion next Sunday...(warning, don't drink anything once you get to strip 3... or 4, incidentally)
#2; We had a great gaming session this sunday. It was a collaberative effort between myself and Jeremy to really tie in the gravity of the current situation with the past actions of the party kind of biting them in the collective ass. It was absolutely important that Jeremy be Clellan in this, to truly bring about how the group was treating someone that didn't necessarily deserve it (i.e. when did he truly do anything bad to the party? (besides being something of an ass, i mean ;-) ) yet how was he treated?), and perhaps it being reflective of larger aspects of the campaign on how others were treated and other such moral quandries.
Jeremy and I feel that this very well could be an important turning point in the campaign as a whole. It is going to be fun to see how things turn out! And if anybody needs to talkie talkie to me at some point about insights, cockimamie plans, or whatever, feel free. I'm here to IM, email, phone, smoke signals, bulk mailing, etc... |
|
|
| you damn kiiiids, git out of my waaay! *shakes cane* |
[Aug. 30th, 2005|09:06 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | thoughtful | ] |
Ahh... nothing like piefacing your way through a bunch of undergrads to make you feel like an old, old man... Funny what being out of academia for 4 years does to ya. ;-)
Example the first: and the lord sayeth 'thou shalt coat thine book in gold and charge far, far out the ass for it."
Why back in my day, our 'standard sized' text book that we had for most of our science classes were at MOST $100 new. 'Standard sized' in my definition is a hardback text book around 700 pages... give or take. Long story short, it was $150 $#(*ing dollars. Granted, that does not dethrone my most expensive book of all time of $180 for my organic chemistry book (ahh, the testicle buster... i hated lugging that fucking thing around...), but at least that damned book lasted two (#*$ing semesters.
Example the second: "Soo.... why does the book need a remote??"
SOOO, i'll admit that I didn't exactly buy the book when I stepped in the class. And I certainly didn't know what the prof was refering to when she kept refering to a 'clicker.' So, in typical 'me' form, i nod along and try to piece things together as i went along, COMPLETELY mystified as to what the fuck she's talking about. Apparently, this 'clicker' is a small IR remote control that you have with a unique serial code THAT YOU HAVE TO REGISTER ON THE BOOK PUBLISHER'S WEBSITE. From THAT, the professor sets up an array of remote sensors all around the class. When she asks a question in class that she wants you to answer, you point your remote control dealy and answer the question. This logs in your answer on teh internets and she can grade you from this, apparently. NOW, I'm by no means a luddite, buuuuuuuuuut... wow. I was a little surprised. I'm surprised our heads weren't barcoded...
Example the third: "...soo, WHY do I have to come to class again?"
Now THIS kind of blew my mind... she has outlines of ALL her notes on our UNC blackboard. OKOK, back up a bit--blackboard is a system where you can log into each individual class you have and catch up on what assignments are required, when labs meet, or just any other misc thing that the prof might need to tell ya. Well, when *I* was in school, i had one class that implemented the thing, and poorly, might I add. NOW, you're basically expected to log on, print out your syllabus and read up on crap before the first day of class! :-P Besides all the admin bullshit, she puts up every notes for each class she has! Like COMPLETE notes. Back in my day, in order to get THAT kind of service, you had to buy a service through one of the local places on campus that will take your notes for you, practically. Nope.. she has ALL her notes online. FAIRLY comprehensive too, might I add. That begs the question--why do I have to come to class?
OH, right... the remote clicker thingy.... DAMMIT...
BUT, in any case, the microbiology class LOOKS pretty cool! I think that it will be a pretty interesting--nothing like learning about all the many many things that can and will kill us, and possibly destroy shivan's car if given the proper motivation. The prof is a pretty enthusiastic woman... I think it'll be fun! |
|
|
| And the Lord did Grin, |
[Aug. 29th, 2005|08:21 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | relieved | ] |
| [ | music |
| | dull din of climate control vents in the background | ] |
"And the people did feast upon the lambs and sloths, and carp and anchovies, and orangutans and breakfast cereals, and fruit-bats "
Freakin A--I GOT INTO THE FREAKIN CLASS I NEEDED!!!!!!! For those that don't exactly understand, I needed to take Intro to Med Microbiology in order for me to even really APPLY to pharmacy school, but the *$&%'s at UNC wouldn't let me in for some reason.
WELL, turns OUT that &&%$'s put a physical block on the class itself w/o actually... you know... SAYING WHY. Perhaps putting some rumorz on teh internets that people shouldn't even TRY for the course until monday, since that would have kept the server load somewhat lower (I logged on that damned registration site every second b/c I kept getting server logon errors--I was my own Denial of Service attack, baby. :-P) Not to mention that I would have been a LOT less stressed out and stuff over the weekend... DETAILS!!
I had to call in this morning and ASK WTF was up. A very nice lady just said 'oh I'm right in the process of stopping the block on the class now,' Which, yay for me, meant that I was the first one through the gates to get into the freakin class, but that coulda been told a LITTLE bit sooner... So, all's well that ends well, right?
(On a side note, YES I KNOW THAT THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I *REALLY* USED THE JOURNAL SINCE I BEGAN IT 9 MONTHS AGO. I am not exactly... you know... one of those word... user... guys...) |
|
|
| navigation |
| [ |
viewing |
| |
most recent entries |
] |
| |
|
|
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
kai_333's journal