Yup I know, it's been almost a week since my last update. Shame on me. But it was worth it, 'cause now I've got plenty of things to quench your thirst of voyeurism! First of all... I'M IN VACATION! *agitates rattle* And it was about time too. And it was my birthday last saturday (woo, hoo.), so I now have cool new chinese stuff: a straw hat and a lantern. I also received a sort of cap, but it doesn't fit on my huge head. Anyway, thanks again guys, I really appreciate, and yes it's sincere. I also got a pan flute, or, more accurately, a zampona (with the tilde on the n). I'll have to find some time to practice directing my breath, playing that thing ain't as easy as it looks like. Oh, and I learned that you can also do half-tones with it. You just have to hold it almost horizontally and blow while your lower lip covers part of the opening. Brilliant eh? Anyway, when I'll be good enough to make something that sounds like a song, maybe I'll record a small tune especially for you. Alright, let's go on. Next I had a nice blue shirt with some sort of mayan pattern, and a ticket that will allow me to order a 3ds max 4 book when it comes out on Camelot in June. AND I WANT A NEW PC, DAMNIT! Yup, 'cause I also bought myself a present for my birthday. Alright alright, I'd have bought it anyway, I admit. It's Tribes2, the amazing sequel to the first Tribes. The problem's that it runs like, um, Unreal Tournament on a 386. Got the picture? Well I had to turn the graphics ALL the fu*$!#' way down so that I could get an acceptable framerate. By acceptable I mean between 10 and 15 fps, which drops to about 2 to 5 fps when there's action. Real funny. Anyway. The whole thing looks like blobs and lines of messy colors running around on a ground made of marmelade with flashing blue trees caused by some glitch with my Voodoo3. *shrugs* Well, at least the ameplay's still excellent. There's so much to tell about that game, I think I'll instead tell you to visit their homepage if you're interested.
My friends took me to The Two Dragons (translation of Les Deux Dragons, duh), a chinese restaurant not far from Trois-Rivières "downtown". The food was excellent, and, most of all, it was served by an authetic Chinese! Whoa... I was mesmerized. It may not sound exceptional to you big city dwellers, but over here asian people are quite scarce. The fact is that 99% of 'em (if there are 100) work in oriental restaurants. *shrugs*
Of course, along with my birthday came a visit to the nearest club. The Beach Club. Well, I don't know if we can call it a club. Rather let's call it a bar. And the only thing that was related to the beach was that little hawaiian chick on the women's bathrooms door. Heh. The place was tiny. There was a bunch of people (about 6) that were hanging at the bar when the first part of our gang (around 10) arrived. We kinda looked like invaders, y'know. It looked like as if we just got into their bar... nah, it was rather as if we had entered their house. Anyway. I didn't trust those guys at first, but later they proved quite entertaining, especially the mean-looking one with a green cap and funny hair. I'll tell ya more later. So there we were, squeezing into the place and gathering around several tables that had been put together. So there we were, waiting for something to happen and listening to the aaaaawesome dance music that cheapass speaker spat at us. That was until Vince bought me a large pitcher. Now I was looking rather dumb being the only one with a beer in front of me, and I was beginning to fear for the future of this evening. But as time went by, people slowly got at it, I bought 4 a pitcher so that I had had a friend to sip a beer with. Eventually, the rest of the gang arrived, and we were about... *does the count* ...4, Vince, Bill, Bill's teen (weee, hee-hee! ;D), Mat, Fan, Ob, Ced, Pa, Elise, Teddy (Nounours), Nic, Steve, So, and... and I think that's all. Feel free to flame me if I forgot ya.
*stay tuned for more! I'm having a break*
Dare to leave a comment in The Useless Tome of Despair? *evil grin*
Hiya. Did you visit the Lord of the Dance website below? I think I fell in love with tap dancing. I mean, not the one with canes and those ridiculous round hats, but rather the Irish style like Riverdance and, of course, the Lord of the Dance's, aka Micheal Ryan Flatley. I'm considering to take courses. But just have a look at the Lord of the Dance before laughing your ass off m'kay?
Right now I'm pretty nervous 'cause I'm in the middle of my exams week, and tomorrow I'll be half finished. Tonight's exam's dumb, but the subject's so abstract that no one knows for sure what the exam's gonna be like... but I intend to find out! Reboot! *taps chest twice, waiting for something to happen* Uh? Arh dammit, I forgot once again that I wasn't in a video game. Anyway.
Hey, remember Wild Tangent? Well I started to learn how to use their Web Driver in order to, one day, when I'll be old and crusty, maybe create some applets to enhance this place, if it still exists. It's pretty cool, and rather easy too. Look at what I did during a short study break:
Of course, you'll need to download and install WT's awesome Web Driver if you want to see the thing, but that ain't a big task, and you won't regret it anyway. Alright, I did that using a basic tutorial, but that's just the beginning. Expect Final Fantasy 2000 3D online to be out soon on...
Shul'Zan's Useless Lair of Despair!!
at noon
*peeks into the plastic container that used to contain jelly beans*
*sighs* No more energy!... *throws container over his shoulder* How will I finsh that Ada program without energy? I'm doomed! Well I guess I'll have to find something else. *shrugs* I came here while waiting for that Lord of the Dance song to finish so that I could reboot. That stupid Word keeps messing around at everything, so I supposed I'm due for a lil' reboot y'know. By now the song's over, but while I'm here, well... I'm here m'kay. And there's nuffin' y'can do 'bout it m'kay? Alright I should be going now, I want to finish that damn program before tomorrow y'know. I'm gone. Cassos!
22/04/01
Hi! This is my cat when he's waiting for me to feed him. He's just sitting there, minding his own business and then he's outta "Hey! Get outta my ass you stupid rainbows!!" Uh, no wait, that's actually from South Park (you'll have to save it on your hard drive and rename it to .mp3 due to some dumbass tweak probably designed by the Angelfire team in order to prevent you from benefiting from Cartman's infinite wisdom). Anyway, as I was saying before being violently and rudely interrupted by the growing insane part of my shrinking consciousness, my cat's sitting there, right in front of the small closet where the food's supposed to be hidden. I try to keep them away from it 'cause they always keep eating all of it, and, if I don't do anything, one day they're gonna explode in a bloody pond of fleshy pulp. But, meanwhile, I have to feed them twice a day, 'cause they never stop eating. Anyway. So this is a small sketch of my cat I did at the end of this evening spent playing Magic: the Gathering (yea, I know it may sound lame, but it's still fun even though I'm always the big loser of every game. *shrugs* Bah, and what the hell, I'm lame dammit). Heheheeh... I thought it was pretty cool, so I just... y'know, put it up there. Well actually I know very well it totally sucks, but y'know, it sucks so much that it's... sort of... cool. *sighs* Alright, I'd better go to bed. At 1:52 am, I won't have too much sleep for tomorrow's appointments. Oh, and you shouldn't see my face very often this week 'cause it's the final exams. Well, if I was a fully sane and rational being, I guess I'd have to spend most of my time studying and working for those damn exams. But, y'know, I'm hardly... normal.
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See ya tomorrow! ;)
18/04/01
Hi guys. It's dream time. I've been trying to hang onto it in my bed for about an hour now, so some parts may be unclear or utterly missing. I'll do my best to tell what I remember.
It all began when I was surfing the net. I was on a crappy webpage with a plain black backgroud and a long, unorganized list of light yellow links (much like this font's color). There was a section on Chinese history or something, and in that section there was a porn (!) section. A series of links were dedicated to the sexual behavior of Old China rulers. Finally, there was one named something like "Shogun with a + and - in ..." Somehow, I knew the + and - meant a male and a female (re-!). Anyway, I don't know why but I clicked this link. Then everything suddenly changed. I found myself on a small, medieval chinese boat in the middle of dark, stormy waters along with a big, welthy-looking guy wearing armor (the shogun), some guy who looked like a nomad or a highwayman, and a fragile, silent girl. Our clothing was all appropriate to the age. The nomad was piloting the boat. According to what I understood, we were looking for a way to reach some destination, a village I think. So, for a few seconds, I saw the scene on fast forward as we were saling and finding our way through different "stages", as if in a videogame. I could only see a brief flash of different spots where we had stopped, much like in a movie. Then we found ourselves in a canyon (still in the boat, on the water), but the path was blocked by a wall of gigantic purplish tentacles, so we had to quickly leave the main stream to follow a small river to the left. We came alongside the bank of this river and landed on a tiny island. In the night, we could see a cave entrance the shogun ordered us enter. He was crual, bad tempered and totally evil. Y'know, unconsiderate, egoist, dictator, sadistic... you get the idea. He was real mean. It was like a dungeon that had no other meaning than to attract adventurers in. So we began our exploration. It was chilling and wet inside and we had to light torches to fend off the darkness. I don't remember that part well, but it's not very imortant. There were many chambers scattered along a narrow, dusty corridor. The whole thing had an egyptian feeling ot it. Anyway, the shogun was always ordering us to enter the dangerous-looking places before him, and we could've been killed anytime by mummies, skeletons or deadly traps. In a chamber, the girl got badly hurt and we... I mean, the shogun decided we had wasted enough time in thes crypts, so we turned around and were about to go back, but the shogun wanted to leave the wounded girl lying there on the floor. I was totally against that, so I dared to defy the boss' authority and picked her up. Then, I don't know when and how, but the asian girl changed into Oblivion, though I didn't realize it back then; it was the same girl to me. Of course, the shogun went totally mad, but I wasn't paying attention to him anymore. Suddenly, I started running back to the entrance for some reason I don't remember, such as a horde of undead emerging from nothingness to chew us down, or the place could've begun shaking and quaking like at the end of any good movie. I didn't seem to be slowed down by the girl though, and I reached the entrance pretty fast and easily. I couldn't tell what happenend to the two others, they probably couldn't escape, I couldn't say. So ends the first partof my dream. *shrugs*
So I finally got by foot to the village we were supposed to reach, or at least I assumed it was. I got there by night (playing Vampire too much I think) and the girl had disappeared. Well, I know she had survived, it's only that I skipped the arrival in my dream, so that I found myself in the middle of the village without ever entering it. *shrugs* Anyway. The village was a blend between a Hercules/Xena village and the area around Baldur's Elfsong Inn in Baldur's Gate. So, it was by night, and we seemed to all be vampires (I really shouldn't have played Vampire until 2 am this morning...). As I wandered around in the place, I met the girl I had saved from the crypts again. She wasn't Oblivion anymore though. She was more like... Serena, in Vampire. *sighs* Don't say anything. So, as I hung around this girl, I kinda fell in love with her. She had changed since our adventure in the crypts. She had more character, but she was still pretty silent. Anyway it doesn't matter since I didn't tell her or let her know I she attracted me. Some time later, the authorities seized me for an unknown reason and tied me up to a small construction of wooden poles. They beat me up, and, as if it wasn't enough, I also was starving for blood (remember, I'm a vampire, as many are in this village). I was tied at the wrists, at the neck, and at the feet in such a manner that I was kneeling on the ground, my knees aching and bleeding and my arms spread in the air like the christ on his cross. The guard captain, who was wearing a tan tunic with purple adornments and a tall, stylish hat, was strolling around my prison, laughing. He reminded me of someone, but I couldn't say who. I remember the face of someone who organizes GNs (for Grandeur Nature; I think it translates into "real dungeon" in english, but I'm not sure), Tommy. *shrugs* Anyway, all in all, I was in a bad situation.
A while after, I was in a summer camp bus (!) I had already seen in another dream. It took me to a poor Stargate-esque village. There I was Will Smith, y'know, the guy from Independance Day (I saw myself for a while, kinda from 3rd-person). Guess what? The village was threatened by aliens. What a coincidence. Anyway. Being a superhero, I could've jumped in my jet or ship or whatever and shoot down all the suckers with my wingmates, but there was a problem. There was a marble fountain in the center of the main square, which was bordered by a high stone wall. Around this fountain were scattered several wooden chairs like the ones we have in our classrooms. And sitting on on of those chairs was a lonely girl I was bound to love. Although I was Will Smith for a while, the mission was suicidal in nature, and even him couldn't have survived. Taking off would've meant my doom, but it was my duty! I had to defend the village and my loved one at the same time, yet I wished I could put all my obligations aside and stay with my love forever. I just couldn't stand being separated! I mean, I was literally crying on her knees and she was begging me not to leave her alone. We both knew that if I got into that cockpit I'd never come back. I was totally out of my mind and I just couldn't do anything else than to embrace her and cry out my woe! I told her countless times I loved her but it was never enough. I don't remember precisely all I told her, probably because I couldn't even formulate my thoughts into coherent words so my misfortune was great. All I was able to do is weep wildly and repeat how much I loved her and couldn't survive being apart from her. She also was as upside down as I was, and also told me she loved me and all. There's nothing we could've done to stay by each other's side, our feelings seemed doomed. It was so disconcerting and troubling. All that pain burning inside our chests, we could barely stop crying and talking to breathe. I felt so helpless, I was totally horrified at the thought of never being able to hug her or even gaze at her again. The emotions of sadness, love and despair all clashed into each other and kinda created an explosive mix of frenzied tears and words. I... I can't explain my feelings better than that, it was too intense. My dream ended before I could know the outcome, and I think it's better that way. The disconcerting feelings of mad love and insane despair would've crushed me to the floor and would've blurred my mind for weeks.
*sighs*
I think I should go now. I'll be late at the meeting with my lab team members.
13/04/01
Ouch. It's currently 3:49 am and I'm fresh out of the shower. I got back from the job at about 3:15. I'm tired as hell and my body's aching all over. But I thought to myself "hey, you lousy bastard, that ain't a reason not to have a word with those guys that are counting on ya to find the Truth!". So here I am. My back hurts. My knees hurt. My left big toe hurts. My left elbow hurts from hitting that pile of jagged wood pieces that stupid dumbass was carrying when he hurled himself on me pretending that he didn't see me. And I've got some sexy blisters on several spots on the sides of my fingers (probably due to those cheap-ass red rubber gloves they give us), on the outside of my left thumb and under three of my five (!) right toes. And some of those have two layers. And, mostly, my fuckin' brain hurts!
At least I've got rid of that yummy glue that was covering my face, my forearms and my hair. I removed all my clothes in tha shed 'cause I didn't want to stain all the house. So I walked outside half-naked.. nah, three-quarters-naked, with only my boxers and my socks, all wet and dirty from gathering the rainwater and the mud that were still covering the cold asphalt. Quite refreshing. And that stupid shower took me almost half an hour, dammit. Lemme tell ya gettin' rid o'this nasty stuff ain't an easy task. Arh. But just as I entered the bathroom (which houses both a shower and my two dumbass cats' litter), I was welcomed by a nice little mess! The whole room was covered with those stupid cats' droppings! I mean, I don't know how the fuck she (the female, duh... the other's a male) did that, but she managed to step in her own shit and spill it everywhere in the fuckin' room! On the floor, on the counters, even on the drier dammit! Weeeee!... So I had a lot of fun while cleaning the whole damn bathroom at 3:20 am. It's... um... such a unique experience. Mostly when considering all you think about is your bed... and some other stuff that ain't your business.
Talking about thinking about stuff... As I tried to clean my glasses I kinda blacked out or something. I was carefully removing those glue spots from my glasses in the kitchen and, the moment after, I was in the middle of the room, the towel lying on the floor. Ungh?! Well I suppose I just forgot about putting the towel back on the oven handle, thinking that simply thinking of it would do the trick. *shrugs* Apparently it didn't. All this to conclude that I'm barely able to think and that I don't know what I'm saying.
Oh yeah, I wanted to tell ya I've been messing around with a nice little program called Xara X, and I came up with some kind of web page button I can't even show you because I'm using a fuckin' lame shareware version and I can't convert it to a bitmap and stuff. So I began working on a major update for this place. You can expect a cool sidebar, tons of graphics organized in tables, the cure for cancer and perpetual peace in the whole world. Can't say when though, I'm still experimenting. So that's all for now. I'll work this site around and see what I can do to make it maybe... less ridiculous.
Well... See ya next time, I need some serious sleep.
later, in the evening
Hell I'm gonna kill that motherfuckin' bitchass!!!
Yeah, that stupid dickwad who calls himself a teacher!! I'll kill his children, and if he has none (actually that wouldn't surprise me, who would be mad enough to actually want that?!?... eww...) then I'll kill his parents! And if those are already dead, then I'll kill his whole fuckin' family, dammit!!! If he's an orphan, then I'll kill all his friends, along with everyone he hangs with!!! And then, if he has no friends (once again, that wouldn't be much of a surprise) then I'll... I'll... well I'll just fuckin' kill him y'know!!! Now good night, I'm goin to calm myself!!!
10/04/01
Damn I hate to have my time wasted!! Once again I went to the university for nothing today. I was supposed to work on a lab with three other guys. One was missing as I thought he'd be, the two others were working on a homework they had to do for today. Fucking christ, they could have told me so that I wouldn't come for nothing!! Not that my time is especially precious (I like to waste my own time sometimes), but damn, a little consideration would've been appreciated! Now it sounds like (and probably is) as if they don't care a fuckin' single bit bout me. Anyway, I'm sure you can't quite understand why my blood's boiling again. I just can't stand having my time wasted! It's like when I work for two hours on a Vampire game, save it, and the next time I load it I realize it wasn't saved and I lost everything. It may sound ridiculous and childish, maybe this example ain't very convincing, but it just pisses me so much! Am I fucked up or somethin'?! Do I ask for that much from life? Bah, and get lost, dammit!!!
Oh by the way, thanks for signing my guestbook, 4. Call me anytime for that beer. ;)
I changed a detail about my soulmate's (and my) nakedness in 23/03/01: "at least from the waist and up". That's all, just so that you knew.
08/04/01
Good evening all. I have just finished Vampire: the Masquerade. The ending I saw (there are two) is a little rash, but brilliant. Too bad they didn't come back on your coterie members, it would've been cool to have some kind of retrospect a la Final Fantasy. *shrugs* Anyway, the good (but pissed off) Christof finally finds his beloved Anezka after centuries of torment. It really leaves you wanting for more. After 26 hours (without counting the numerous reloads) of neverending action backed up by intense emotions, I highly recommend this game to everyone. Though I won't tell you the exact finale in case I convinced you to try V:tM out, I certainly can tell you it's well worth the occasional bad words you'll let out when you die and realize you haven't saved for hours because you were too entranced by the game. This game leaves me with an odd feeling, much like the one I felt when I finished Super Metroid and Final Fantasy 2 (see 09(morning)/02/01). I'm a very sensitive guy when it comes to video games, y'know?... *snif*
I had two weird dreams since the last time I updated. In the first one, I had shaved my hair. T'was quite a blow to look at myself in a mirror (in the dream) and see my bald cranium shine under the spotlight. It wasn't too bad, though I was looking better in my dream than in reality. *shrugs* Anyway. The second dream was much more disturbing... and mostly annoying. I dreamed I had drawn something and written specs or something about the forementioned drawing. Suddenly, a gust of wind scattered the pile of sheets and I began running everywhere to gather them back. I caught several ones after a while, but the most important sheet, the drawing itself, just kept flying away right when I was about to snatch it from the ground. The damn thing was getting slowly me pissed off. While I was following it, it took me into all kind of odd situations, such as when it fell in an unknown neighbor (I didn't recognize the place, but I just seemed to know it was a neighbor or something) and I had to leap over a hedge that was as tall as me. I could have passed right through it, but I didn't want to damage it, so I took a had run and kinda took off, landing in a gracious tumble. Though, I still couldn't catch the damn drawing. After a while, just as I was about to finally pick it up, my father's alarm clock rang and I woke up. Dang. If anyone has a meaning to suggest, please do so!
Yesterday I went to another medieval banquet. You all knw what I'm talking about, right? Well, it's some kind of middle age party where everyone's dressed up as in the good old times. We eat medieval food in a medieval manner and dance medieval dances while listening to medieval music played by medieval minstrels. Well, ya get the idea. I had fun, it was pretty cool. Heheh, I think I rarlely got as drunk as I was yesterday though, and my friends are there to tell ya. ;) Damn I was wasted. Maybe I shouldn't have taken that much immature port from that friendly alchemist. Heheh. T'was so good though. A little bt too sweet though... and very dangerous! Yup, it was really great. It feels so good to forget about everything else and to find ourselves in a dream world. I'll try to get a picture of our group of fellow revellers as soon as the film's ready so that you can laugh at me alright.
*sighs* Well I think that's enough for tonight, my mouse is getting heavier every second. Don't forget, the best cats are the blue ones. C ya later!
later
Yo, I'm finally back after an hour of absence. Yeah, I know, that's more than 10 minutes, but I had to answer nature's call first, and then I had a shower, and then I almost fell asleep in my sofa waiting for my mommy to finish getting her e-mails. So, where were we? Oh yea, the "printing that asswipe report" saga. So here it goes.
For weeks, I had to make for the lack of discipline of my wonderful teammates. They did not seem to understand the "each one does their own part and we throw ita ll back togheter at the end" part. And, I don't know if that's because they didn't have our kind of french courses, but they had almost no litterary aptitudes. I mean, they were all stuck in their tons of books and did a lot of reasearch, but, in our meetings, all they did was cite this and that part. It's as if they never ended the research part and couldn't go on to the writing part. Anyway. So, having realized they had absolutely no computer skills (then what the fuck are they doin in computer science?!?!), I proposed myself to mix the all parts together. Of course, the suckers had to wait until the last weekend to begin writing it, so that I would be stuck with doing my work the day before the deadline. Nah, worst than that, one even gave me her part on the very day we had to hand over the report. Fortunately, the others had already given me their work. But damn, it was nothing but a collection of senseless citations! They didn't even put their info in some text, they just kinda copy/pasted the interesting points in their document! Aaaargh!... I'll be very happy if I get a C for that work... So, I had already printed most of the work, but I still had to print the girl's part, the one I had received on the last day. DUUUH! Guess what? My super-printer went out of ink!!! At that very minute, when I absolutely needed it! Damn I was so stupid ti think it'd be that easy! Christ, there was only one page left to print, but whole lines were missing! Y'konw, when you can feel all the blood pumping in your every vein and artery... You can feel it in your fingertips, in your hands, in your neck, in your ears, in your eyes, in your brain... Well then you know you had too much. Of course I had no spare ink cartridge, only a half-empty refill kit. So, trying not to explode of rage, I swiped the dumbass cartridge from the printer and began to try refilling it. It was not so painful, until I realized that fuckin' cartridge was dripping from everywhere but from the intended spot! After half an hour of swearing and auto-cleaning the cartridge (but mostly swearing), my father got back from work. I hoped he'd at least tell me what I had done wrong. Y'know what he told me? "Go buy another one at Bureau en Gros" Now, lemme tell ya, I was just about to go boom. So, my reflex was to put my shoes and my jacket on and run all the way to the shop (even though there were three lonely cars in the courtyard... don't ask me why). SO, I ran all the way, bought tha stupid cartridge, and came back home only to discover that the stupid fuckin' dumb asshole cartridge had finally decided to work!!! Have you ever seen Trunks in DBZ when he goes Super Saiyan in the movie where Gohan dies against the androids? Well that was nothing compared to what would've happened if... if I had not been that a loser. Instead of destroying everything and killing everyone, with an apocalyptic wind of fury and raging earthwuakes breaking the whole city apart, I... kinda... looked down. I couldn't take it anymore. Instead of bursting into a flaming yellow aura, which should have been the logical consequence of the exponential progression of my anger, I finished that fuckin' work while my parents were eating supper. When the six miserable asswipe were finally printed, I went upstairs and found myself before a chilling plate of Kraft Dinner, brocoli... and salmon. Now wtf. Whatever, without thinking I gulped down the whole meal without a word, under the harassment of my parents who were trying to understand why I was so angry while humiliating me even more. *smirks*
I think that's enough storytelling for now, I'm starting to feel my blood pumping in my forehead again. I tihnk I'll go do another type of storytelling, but this time in Vampire: The Masquerade. This will calm me down before I go to school.
04/04/01
Good moring guys and gals. Hey, my index.html is almost 100k, and I think I'll hit that number after this news update. Pretty cool huh? 100k of nonsense and crappy blattering. Heheh. I never thought I could ever tell that much bullshit. Anyway.
I kinda feel torn apart this morning, as if something big and important was missing. *shrugs* Bah, I suppose it's that stress from the oral presentation that doesn't crush me to the ground anymore. Oh, and there also is the fact that I'll never have to work with those morons again! Weeeee! *readies the pointy hats and the flutes* Aaaah, now that's good news! *FUUUuUuUuUUuu!* Yup, I'll have a nice day t'day! But not that nice, 'cause today I have a course with that damn jerk from linear algebra. *sighs, puts down the party stuff and throws his hat away* Alright, before getting started with the interesting stuff, I think I'll have a shower first, I feel all sticky. I'd have had one yesterday, but at 00:30, I thought it kinda was misplaced y'know. Wakin' the oldies an' all. So, don't go away, I'll be back in 10!
03/04/01
Aw, man... It's 23:53 and I just got back from that stupid unversity. I don't have much time before I fall off my chair from exhaustion, but I'm so pissed off I gotta tell ya some things. First, damn I hate those fuckin' morons I have for teammates!!! Yeah, y'know, I was the one who had to get stuck with three nobodies from Togo (that's in Africa)!... Those guys are kind and all, but they're just so annoying and... strangers! First they just can't seem to stop talking and be able to agree with someone. They just have to find something to say after you tell anything. And they work so fuckin' bad! They have no discipline, no sense of organization, and just can't seem to be able to do anything in a structured, logical manner! I don't know if their origins have anything to do with that, but if not, damn they're dumb!
Of course, our team (because I was in) just had to be the one the teacher had forgotten about, and, because of this, we begun our presentation after the course had finished! There's no way I'd have accepted postponing it not next week, but the next one after because there's no course next week. Imagine, having to bear all that stress and anxiety for another two full weeks... Uuuununuugh! And, that's not all, those morons just had to read their whoooooole, fuckin' bitchass part thing all the way!! Aw, it was soooooo long and painful t'night!... You have no idea how I wished I was somewhere else, preferably in my bed. I hope the teacher at least regrets not postponing our presentaion.
Hey, I still have tons of loser anecdotes to tell ya, but I just have to keep those for tomorrow, 'cause right now, I feel I'll barely be able to walk upstairs and get into me bed. I have an unbelievable, almost troubling story about the "printing that asswipe report" saga, and many many more. So, see ya tomorrow folks, for more exciting adventures and absolutely pathetic adventures of the infinite loser!
02/04/01
*lets out a deep sigh of discouragement*
Hi there. I'll only take two minutes to talk to my PC and relax a bit, because tomorrow I may not be there anymore.
...
Tomorrow's gonna be a hard day. In the morning, I have to finish a report due for later that day, get brainwashed at university in the afternoon, wrangle with my information sytems teammates and finally do the oral presentation related to the report I'll have just finished (?). All that stuff's killin' me. Yet, I'm not so eager to finish, 'cause I took a summer course. It may sound dumb, but it's not. Next term I'll only take four courses, and I think I'll continue that way until I've completed my degree. I scared ya eh? Nope, it ain't time for suicide yet. Sorry, you'll have to wait to dance on my corpse. Whatcha think 'bout dat, cat?
*meow*
Yea, I know what you mean. You also think it sucks, eh?
*meow*
Oh, I see. Sorry cat. You actually meant I sucked, eh?
*meow*
*PIF!*
*MEEEEOOooooooow...*
He won't listen to me! I told him to stay polite! But he just-won't-listen! Anyway. I'll teach him to suck eggs! (see 05/02/01, happy happy joy joy). *sighs* Bleh...
Hey, I gotta tell ya something. It happened last saturday, during my job's break. There's a guy, he's really nice, who had brought a lunch: he had two swall juice boxes, two oranges and two granola bars. Heheheeeh... Well, what happened is that we both were particularly tired that morning, and we couldn't help fooling around with stuff. Well, first, he took a straw from one of his juice boxes and tried to drink one of his oranges like in the Tropicana ad. Believe it or not, it actually worked! But don't try it at home, we're professionals. Anyway. After trying to drink his whole orange for about ten minutes, he ate the rest of his lunch. But then, as we were beginning to regain control of ourselves and had almost stopped laughing like jerks, he inserted the straws into each other and kinda connected his juice boxes together!! BWAAAAAAH!!! And while we were trying to keep from laughing, as there were several other workers in the small room that serves as a cafeteria, he began building some kind of gate with his orange peels and granola bar wrappings leaning on the straws! I perfectly know it may not sound that funny, but he had so much imagination and looked so concentrated on his building his constructions... It was unbelievably hilarious, mostly when looking at the others who themselves looked at us as if we were 7 year old kiddos! Pwaaaaa-ha-haaa! Then, still while laughing to tears, he made a small road passing through the gate using the remaining peels. The other guys didn't understand what it was right away and had to ask what it was, probably their brain activity was not as low as ours. Alas, I sadly looked at him unmaking his construction as he realized his gate-building project wouldn't make him rich and famous. All taht was left was the two interconnected juice boxes. We began to jerk around and play with 'em. Then, suddenly, another guy said something like "Aw man, now what... A Star Wars starship?!" *!!!* Our jaws both dropped and we held our breath as thousands of images flew in our minds. We wouldn't have thought about it without the worker saying that! Of course! A starship!!! Here, I did a small sketch so that you can grasp a bit of what was happening:
So, you see, now we were gone for it. We modifed and improved our ship until it kinda looked like this:
I suppose you can now better understand why we were laughing our asses off! I'll try to manufacture an exact replica one day, using the original components of the... STARJUICE!!! But, for now, you'll have to put up with my poor mouse-drawn sketches... LONG LIVE TO PAINT! MUWAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!! And yup, there are two cockkpits. We also first thought it was dumb, 'cause, in the classical case when one pilot wants to turn left and the other right, then the ship would be ripped in two parts. But then, after deep thinking, we realized it would make for great strategic opportunities, as the ship could separate in two smaller ships and confuse the enemy, and could then fit back together! Wonderful, isn't it!?!
Alright, I think you suffered enough now. That's all for tonight... Sleep well. (I probably won't due to that f?*%!£@ oral presentation, but you don't care about that anyway. I know you only care for orange peel roads and juice box starships)
later... TOO late
I know I, should be sleeping and dreaming about happy butterflies by now, but I still have something to say something before I go ZZZzzz. I've been trying to scan a drawing I made for an amateur theatre play-bill, but tha stupid scanner made my comp crash twice, so I supposed I was not meant to scan it right now. Maybe I'll try later, but I assure ya, you don't really miss anything. Alright, I'll try to find some sleep now. 'later punks.
01/04/01
Now look at that date. Ain't it ugly? Really, it's totally hideous!! Sorry, but I couldn't help it, it just had to come out.
Do I really have to say that I kinda altered my intro? Added some stuff. And I corrected a time warp Oblivion kindly pointed out. I'm looking to implant a free bulletin board so that you may confidentially share your joys and anguishes with me... along with my 450,000 readers (see l'Album du Peuple... heheh... If you live outside of Quebec, well... have fun trying to find it!). Seriously, if you hear about anything not requiring cgi-script, or if you know how to make my own cgi-bin, you'd be very kind to tell me.
WHOAH!!! The latest poll, with its unbelievable 6 votes, has exceeded my wildest expectations!! The final results are quite astounding: people tend to like gay blue beans with brown stripes as much as they like some other color we couldn't care less about! *makes a serious face* Much can be learned about our social conditions by examining this thorough research involving probably less than six individuals. First of all, we can conclude without doubt that our youth defenitely has drugs problems, as we realize they tend to hallucinate some weird jelly been pattern. Ultimately, we can state thate the human race has taken its first step towards self-annihilation. As an important fraction of the Earth's population finds relief in consuming gay blue products, we can positively extrapolate that, by 2043, half the planet will be homosexual. Then... err... aliens... will abductate (eh?) the other hald of the planet for experimentation means. And... and... then an extra-dimensional, opened by subatomic manipulation experiments, will rip the fabric of space and will begin vomiting hellish creatures from Doom, and, the valiant Earthlings, all homosexual by now, will fight their assailants with wheir superpoers, flying high in the sky and spewing forth huge balls of energy and shooting deadly lasers with their... whaetever. Eventually, all the monsters will be killed, and the humans will enter the portal and... and... Argh, whatever!! You tell me what happens next!
Now, back to interesting matters. Since I formatted my bootable drive, Netscape refuses to start and I'm forced to use Internet Explorer. Anyway, the latest versions of Netscape were so unbelievably slow that it's almost a relief. Anyway. But now I realize the font I use is kinda... y'know, small. Any complaints? Please vote to make my site better!
Quite a while ago, I discovered a MMORPG named Shadowbane, but it still was in early development. Just a few minutes ago, a friend of mine, Ryan (the Laertes guy) reminded me of it, and it looks pretty damn cool! See it at the Shadowbane's official website. Well, that's all folks. Oops, it's now 02/04/02... C ya in the next update, I'm goin' to bed.
