hey, just wanted to mention that i also added some stuff to my bio.. now theres a nice thing that explains several in-jokes... yes yes, more interesting reading material...[3.16.99@21:27]
excuse the typing.. im a bit frostbitten... see, cause inphy is now everyone's favorite phrozen techie.. anyways, new fun additions to the assorted archives of stuff today.. first is some more art in the *gasp* art section.. quick background on the piece, i threw it together in about 5 minutes in psp5, using a whole 3 filters, and 5 processes.. title is 'indescribable poptart'.. oh, it also doubles as melissa's [late] birphday present... owww my head hurts...
alright, also after much painfull work, i finally got fielle's handwriting font to work... thus, the font 'a horrid mistake' is now in existance... over at the fonts and such.. [3.15.99@21:50]
ack! march snuck up on me! march smells funny, and tastes odd so far.. kinda like 1999 in general.. anyways, today i'm gonna really get around to updateing the archives today.. not much accomplished... just two of the longest rants ever..
arrrgh, bell.. oh well, check this thing out.. its been worrying people at the media center. [03.03.99@13:42]
mmm.. amazing.. might actually get something done today. none of the usual pd52 'crew' is around.. meaning im the only ib freak in the media center. mm. i like this feeling..
damn, a senior.. guess not anymore.. wait, he left. back to being the only one.. like tigger..
something already tells me that this is going to be one of those nice disconvoluted rants... where not much of it makes sense at all.. [i think im worrying the people in here by looking around while i type. that, combined with the speed of it, makes them think that im just randomly hitting the keyboard. they dont like it when people do that.]. i think later today i'll get the chance to finish doing some stuff online today.. like getting my guestbook re-set up.. cgiforme is still busy re-setting up their entire page again.. looks really good this time.. too bad the admin area isnt completely there yet. soon as its completely working again, i can get the guestbook running.. it'll have some interesting new questions..
hrm, i think i've already accomplished my good deed for the month.. see, over the weekend [during one of those 2am stints i pull every once in awhile] i wrote up a big-ass ranttm that was posted on a.g.jk.. in it, i rallied for support regarding usurping doom's evil reign over at votj.
see, cause i cant stand this guy. votj used to be a good site. it started off as one of the best jk sites around.. then people started slacking off, and it went down the tubes.. then idiots like doom get control. doom took over just around the beginning of the year. during this 3 month reign, votj went thru 5 new designs. the first one was *really* good. the only logical explanation i can fathom for it, was that it was the one swoosh had in the works for a long time, just never launched it. it was ditched within 48 hours because it took too much thinking to update.
the second design was *badly* stolen from hexenworld. i really cant understand the logic behind this one. not only did the idiot steal the site, but he did a bad job of it. aside from just that, he also hosted sites there simply because he could. he had *two* of his clans hosted there. thats just not good manners. you dont just say 'i can host my site here, even tho it sucks, simply because i run the place. nya nya.' this pissed me off alot. i dont like it when people abuse power.
then, after we pointed out to doom that his meta tags talked about his site was stolen from hexenworld, doom took it upon himself to finally make a site alllll by himself. needless to say, this site sucked ass. it consisted of a left-menu type frameset. with a big ugly imagemap menu. and more cheeze than anyone could fathom. it had a section of the site called 'dooms stuff' where doom had his home page. this was just plain sad.. since doom couldnt handle doing news updates, he made them on his slow-as-hell messageboard. people complained. people tried to give constructive criticisism. doom didnt care.
then doom made the best decision ever. he shut the site down temporarily. we all liked this, especially the fact that doom would be purging all currently hosted sites. this went on for ahwile, and doom got alot of flak over it.. i mean, really. he was flamed out of his mind on places like the shaft message board cause he was being a general idiot.. i mean, really. if you cant deal with a site, give it up. dont screw around.
so doom was mad about this. he dealt with it like a loser to the highest extent. i mean, really. i dont even want to acknowledge him as a loser, cause it means hes my subject. anyways, after a nice interim period, doom came back with a vengance. he turned votj into his own homepage basicly. it atleast had a descent setup. anyways, after messing with it, for awhile, making news posts about how he played a game of zdoom with his friends, and how he cant stand all the work he gets at school, and how no one likes him: i lost it. i can only take so much bitching from one person. i found the loophole, and drilled straight into it.
see, cause votj is hosted by gamesmania. and gamesmania can only allow one site per game. doom said multiple times that he would never make votj back into a jk site. and how it would stay a site about him, and only him. since he wouldnt be hiring any new people, and how he wouldnt be hosting sites. this was in direct violation of his contract at gamesmania. so thats what i focused on in my rant. how he *is not* going to get away with this, a free domain and space, to post whatever crap he wants.
needless to say, my plan worked perfectly. within 24 hours of posting the rant, i had rallied enough support to get doom's evil reign ended. as of late monday morning, doom was forced to resign.
and there was much rejoycing [03.16.99@13:33]
ugh, yes im really still here... still recovering from last week... see, last friday i was accepted as a tech for a local performance group [on the brink]. now, i like tech work.. its easy.. but everything else that goes with it sucks... like the treatment... all i got all week was 'damnit inph, do it right' every time i screwed up mildly.. now, the actors on the other hand, screwed up a ton of times but did they get chewed out? no. they dont have anyone to get chewed out by..
anyways, all last week i was doing the preparations. every day. 15:00-20:00... then, thursday thru saturday were the actual performances... they all went great.. cept for the occasional massive screwup.. like on the second day i fukked up the music slightly on the first skit, and later on *everyone* screwed up one of the longer skits... saturday, however, was a perfect show.. we needed that, mainly because we hadnt had a perfect rehersal/show/etc. secondly cause it was the last show for a ton of the actors who happen to be my friends [the seniors we dont talk about].
so its saturday night. at around 23:00 we decide to go have a cast party [i was lucky that us poor techies were invited. all three of us]. beforehand, we had figured that since we were downtown at the performing arts center, that we'd slide by this pizza place downtown called cdb's .. we even made a reservation... so we finally get there, all 15+ of us, and the place is closed... damn them, damn them all... so from there, we presented new possibilities to jimmy [he was leading since it was his birthday for another half hour]. jimmy decided to go for village inn.. so we all start heading off for the village inn...
this is when things start getting surreal... someone apparently made reservations at the village inn for 'the whatever club'. we took this group's reservation, because we're on the brink.. we do what we want to...
so after sitting around in the lobby for a few minutes, we actually got to go sit down... they brought out our 57 glasses of water, and told us we could order soon.. they didnt, however, tells us when 'soon' was...
20 minutes later, after finishing my third glass of water, they brought our food out... i tried to keep my tab within pocket-change levels [total was 2.87] so i just ordered a cup of coffee and a side of hasbrowns... i felt very compelled to order some plain white toast and a coke, but i dont think the people in the kitchen would get it.. anyways, i lucked out with the coffee.. all because i noticed a technicality.. at village inn, they bring a pot of coffee [and leave it there] to any table where at least one person ordered coffee.. well, i was the only one of our horde that ordered coffee [hard to believe considering the crew of all ib students].. so i got the whole pot of coffee to myself.. the people at the table started to worry when they saw me trying to get the top off the pot so i could pour some sugar and half-and-half in there and then drink it strait from the pot.. but i think they welded the top on before giving it to me...
i dont blame them
then they told us that since it was 0:21, the food could take awhile... i just wanted my damn hashbrowns... so we started talking... i was mainly involved in the discussions to my left.. it involved 4 seniors and a junior [one of the few in existance.. we had him tagged and then released back into the wild to frolic with the other 2 juniors we know of].. anyways, the discussion started off talking about how they were going to tie brian up and throw him in a closet.. and leave him there till graduation in may.. we were all for it, and started devising evil plans about how exactly it would work.. we got pretty far.. then nathan [to my right] started eyeing the packages of strawberry jam... one of the other reasons we ended up at village inn at 0:30 was cause nathan was hungry.. we all felt sorry for him, so we ended up there... he was really hungry... so i turned back to my conversation with jimmy, john, kevin [not k'vn], and someone else... they had switched to a conversation about how the flavor of salt always overpowers the flavor of sugar...no matter what ratio... they tried this many ways.. and figured out that it just doesnt work... you can empty 4 pagkages of sugar and still beable [beable beable beable beable, sorry, its been that kind of night] to taste 2 grains of salt...
several salt-and-sugar shots later, the topic shifted once again.. this time it was about how horses/baboons must have evolved out of penguins.. due to the pens that kevin [not k'vn.. really] had. one was a penguin, one was a horse/baboon. when you pulled a lever on either of them, they [did not become able to shoot poison darts 40 feet away] made an odd noise you'd expect a penguin to make... therefore, in our post-logical-collective-ib-thought we determined that since they make the same sound, and the sound is supposed to come out of a penguin, but not out of a horsie/baboon, then the horsie/baboon must have evolved out of a penguin.
then someone spilt some salt.. someone else spilt some sugar... jimmy felt compelled to lick it.. i cut it into a line.. a very cheap line, mind you... then kevin [whom the pile was infront of] started pushing the line forward... this slowly turned into a short reinactment of world war ii... it started worrying the people at the other end of the table...
sometime around then, i got my pot of coffee.. shortly thereafter i got my hashbrowns... i reery rike hashbrowns... its all i've gotten the past 3 or so times i've been to village inn... mm. the next few minutes are all blurry... and i dont have any entrys on my napkin about them...
eventually we went to check out... as i fished around in my pocket for those last two pennies to even out my 2.87, i started staring at the cups of crayons they give the small children.. and started contemplating running over there and taking afew... mm, i like crayons... then, i see something gyrating out of the corner of my eye... i glance around and everythings still.. go back to thinking about the crayons... i reery rike crayons... then i see it again, but i catch it earlier this time... so i get a head start and quickly glance over, just in time to catch a giant bear stoping its hypnotic, gyroscopic, mechanical dance... i wait a few more seconds and study the large mechanical bear.. it starts to dance again... i tap jimmy's shoulder cause he was within reaching distance and ask him if im really seeing this happen... he asks someone else, and with these three responses, we decide that no i am not crazy.. the bear is really dancing. furthermore proving that time does not affect me, i just think it affects me..
now to the real reason i posted this.. see, all that night, i was making notes on a napkin of what was happening... so i would know what actually happened later... anyways, it got sparkeley.. and ended up having some other random interesting stuff on it... so i turned it into some art... not really digital art, but just other stuff... anyways, its over at the art section now.. kinda... [03.22.99@22:47]
