so it's march now. i think february was productive enough. i got quite a bit done. new cam bits added, new design created, edit thingie written, etc. oh, and i nearly beat ffx by accident. but that really happened two days ago, so it was in march and not february. i keep forgetting that. its like the month doesn't start untill i do all my modifications to the rant section, just like how daytime doesn't start untill andy turns the light on at 1400.

i've felt slightly ill lately, but i think that was mainly because of the wonderful situation of cheese. mind if i rant about cheese for a bit? here at uml the cafeteria over in fox serves practically all of residential north campus. thats a lot of people. for that many people, you'd expect things to be a bit more. . idunno, organized. the main thing i have to gripe about is their cheese and salad bar situation, though it works pretty much the same for anything they try to keep cold. they do it by taking whatever it is they're keeping cold, and putting it in a big bucket of ice. haven't we moved beyond this? we're in the 21'st century now, why are we essentially using open ice-boxes to keep things cold? so the cheese, the cheese consists of a big metal bin with shredded cheese in. my dinner tends to consist of dropping by the pasta area, picking up a bowl of whatever the daily pasta is, picking up two slices of pizza, and then heading to the salad bar where i dump a ton of shredded cheese onto my pasta. people tend to look at me funny, but hey, they know its better than the other stuff they're trying to push on us. i rarely ever check the main section of the cafeteria anymore, since its like . . brand x meat product of the day. served in giant amorphous chunks. so yeah . . cheese . . generally the cheese is an average mix of shredded cheese. a bit of mozzerella, some sliced cheddar, etc. sometimes they dump in giant chunks of parmesan, because they ran out of the other two and needed to pretend like they had more of everything. that ruins it, though, because parmesan just doesn't mix well with the other two, and EVERYONE KNOWS THIS BUT ARAMARK! so no one bothers with the cheese at all, except for me on days when i'm not awake, and then i get VERY ANNOYED because they snuck some fuggen parmesan in with my normal cheese. bastards.

sometimes they screw things up with the utensils over at the salad bar, too. theres two main kinds of tools there. theres some horribly innefectual scoop things, and tongs. TONGS GOOD, SCOOPS BAD. ok? its THAT SIMPLE. you just have to put the scoop things in the LIQUIDS like SALAD DRESSING, and keep it away from my fucking cheese. but noooooo . . sometimes they decide to leave the scoop thing in the cheese and have my tongs NOWHERE IN SIGHT. BASTARDS! I'LL KILL YOU ALL! WITH THE TONGS! sadly, though, these aren't the worst things they do.

the worst thing they do, is only replace the cheese on monday mornings. think about that for a moment. all day long, for seven days, this cheese sits out in what boils down to a bucket of ice, and almost never gets used up . . cause dude, thats a lot of cheese. so anyways, last sunday andy and i went to dinner. i got my average bowl of pasta, and made my way over to the salad bar, which was difficult because for some unknown magical reason, half of the cafeteria is blocked off on weekends. i think its to keep me and pete away from the cherry mt dew syrup, since they refuse to turn on the other fountain drinks on the weekends. the syrup is still hooked up, though, so you can get like, entire cups full of the pure syrup. we haven't figured out what to do with it yet, but we've been smuggling cups of it out of fox for a few weeks now. when we do find something to do with it, we'll . . uh . . have a whole lot of it. or something.

so i get over to the salad bar, and the cheese trough is almost empty! how can this be?! i don't really think about it much, though, cause hey, at least they left my tongs in there. andy and i headed over to one of the side tables where some of the guys from the second floor were sitting, and i proceeded to start on my pasta. at first it didn't really seem that bad. . then i could taste the mold. it went downhill from there. i tried my best to stomach the less-than-average slices of inconsistant pizza, and that kinda made me stop thinking about the mold-tastic shredded cheese. i felt somewhat ill for the next day, but i'm better now. cause now i've moved up in the world to having sobe and cashews for dinner. i <3 cashews. [03.06.02@03:59]

oh, i nearly forgot. back on the 26th of february, i tossed this together while half-asleep. for some reason, people seemed to refuse to talk about it. i kept showing it around to people over icq, but everyone was just kinda "uh . . right". i quite like it, and think you should, too. or you should at least humour me . . or possibly tell me why it sucks. just . . anything but ignoring it and abruptly changing the subject. stuff can, as always, be directed here or here, or you can yell at me directly by hunting me down on icq. right, back to vandread. [03.06.02@04:32]