We want to write!

I'm supposed to be writing for Orange, since I do all my class crap in the first half of the week and pretty much just screw around for the second half. Problem is, everything got all screwed up when a Physics exam decided to occur this coming Friday. Normally this would mean nothing; I mean, I haven't studied for any exams yet and I've managed A's for all of them. This one, though, is something else: all kinds of stuff I've never encountered before, and I WILL fail if I don't sit my ass down and get in gear.

Then the weekend was originally slated for writing-time, but I will probably be entertaining company from my high school in the form of one of my close friends who is looking at UConn. Sunday night there is a possibility of writing taking place, but probably during breakdowns between calculating the number of subatomic particles the Enterprise's antimatter thrusters create (actual physics assignment). Then comes the work half of the week again...so, Orange may be delayed. I guess I can understand why webcomic peoples don't always meet their deadlines.

I'm sorry I doubted you, Chris and Kent!

This happened.

STUDENT: What percent of our grade is this worth?
TEACHING ASSISTANT: A BILLION.

What an awesome guy.

Equal opportunity? Apparently not.

I was asked to go to an art show, and vehemently declined. I'm not a fan of art, especially art with a thinly disguised social commentary. Only thing is, if someone else had asked me instead of this person, the answer would have been drastically different. So am I not truly as anti-humanities as I fancy myself to be, or am I just far too easily influenced into doing things I don't want to based on the company? And if it's the former, what the hell am I doing producing art films?

So apparently I don't hate all forms of art. Then again, who's to say art has to exist solely in Art? You can easily find aesthetic value in a particularly efficient computer program (not that I'd know...yet) or a well-executed web layout (while bleachfilm.com is not ideal, there are aspects I am exceedingly proud of). Most of all in writing...turns of phrase that just give you a chill, or roll deliciously off your tongue when you read it out loud...but that one's a little more commonly recognized, methinks. This is why I love xkcd: the guy obviously knows what I'm rambling about a lot better than I do. Maybe once I delve a little deeper it'll get clearer.

You know what sucks?

Bureaucracy. That's what sucks.

Spent hours wandering around campus, getting directed every which way, to sign up for a class I already have credit for, because I know my AP score was a fluke. It's only thanks to an awesome guy in the math department that I'm going to remain a full-time student: I otherwise would have had to email someone, get redirected to a building I'd already been to, talk to a faceless person with the registrar's office and not end up getting the class anyway. Thanks, math guy.

Science majors totally get gypped. Normally a class's credits are roughly equivalent to the number of hours you spend in class a week. I have 3 1-hour sessions in my English class, I get three credits. Easy enough.

I spend 7 hours in Physics a week: 3 in a lecture, 1 in a discussion section, 3 in lab. Worth 4 credits. What? Lab classes take far too much time, totally screw up your schedule. My second semester schedule had me in class for 17 hours a week, but I wasn't even counted as a full-time student. Not nice. Why do we not complain? Apparently if you're a physics major you're expected to suffer, while people have an easy time with things like education. Bullshit?

Is it the attitude people take towards science, the same reason people cringe or wince whenever I mention my major? Or perhaps it's self-inflicted, some masochistic qualifications of the scientific community itself to prove its superiority above the other academic subjects? To keep back the encroaching "lesser" majors like literary theory, minority studies and music? Maybe this is why we get that major division between left- and right-brained people. Thoughts?

So yes, bureaucracy sucks.

Can't wait until I get to start producing (read: "until we get a script") and red tape pops up EVERYWHERE. It's gonna be awesome, only not.

Uhhhhh...

Someone sent us the following message on the Bleach myspace account:

"i thought that u might have all ready
knew me because i did jrink bleach.
it was one of step moms bleach actidences
so she tells people.and lol i don't wish for no one to ever
jrink bleach it hurts u and makes u not be able to breath.
oh i was 4years old when that happened.
to make a long story short i thought someone
was playing a joke on me . lol"

Freaked the hell out of me.

Which reminds me of another random note:
I recently gained access to a whole lot of movies I meant to see but never got around to. So I've been working by way down, mostly Tarantino at Alex's advising, and I have to say they're fantastic.

So, the point:
I rewatched "I, Robot" last night because it's one of my favorites (yes, I am indeed aware that it was most decidedly not a Tarantino film. Extra Credit assignment: what would it be like if it was?), and I never realized how creepy Sonny sounds through the entire thing. It gave me the jibblies.

"WHAT...AM I?!"

An orgasmic auditory experience

Video doesn't matter. Just listen.

Phobia is without a doubt my favorite album ever, and my copy is currently in the possession of a crazy Polish girl. Boo.

Are you responsible for this head-blood?

Not much new movie-wise...expect exciting things exactly one week from now. I plan on getting shit done. Word.

I managed to mangle myself recently...I was heading to get food with some people and since we are lazy bastards, decided to wait for the bus to the other side of campus. We threw a frisbee around a little, to pass the time, and since I'm not the tallest person ever, and it was dark, they tended to go way overhead. I almost caught up with one while running backwards, but before I could connect with the disk I connected with a tree. I laughed, they laughed, the bus came, we went to eat.

We got to the Union, were walking towards the food court, when I put my hand to my head and felt blood.
ME: "Haha! Would you look at that? I barely felt that, but apparently I'm bleeding! Check it out!"
JEFF AND CHARLIE: while examining my head Uh...dude...you need to go to the hospital. Right now.

So I went to the infirmary where I was informed I needed to go to the emergency room. Sweet! Only instead to save time the nurses there, rather than stitching me up, braided my hair together to close up the wound. Wrapped my head up fairly intensely, and that was that.

I've been recently torn about who to spend time with. South Park with the 6th floor people, or Rocky Horror with Improv people? (In case you couldn't tell how difficult it is to be me. Look at what I have to deal with! How can I ever survive this?!) Spent this past weekend doing nothing but playing games with people from other floors, including the Improv people (Tall and Short: worst codenames ever). Missed out on much Starcraft and nearly some frisbee: worth it? I'd say so.

I was Bill Nye the Science Guy for Halloween. Then, since the Agents were all being Batman characters, I converted to Professor Milo. Lame, yes, but convenient.

Quick thing: I used to be all sullen and moody. Now I'm all not, which I definitely enjoy more as a whole but...did I lose my "sensitive" side? That would kinda suck.

So, to sum up:
-Nothing to complain about
-My head bled, but it was an overall positive experience
-Science costumes

Bleach: no changes
New movie: no changes
Orange: Yes changes, but nothing you need to know about. But get excited.