1.28.2003

Well, links to past entries are cooperating a bit better now that I've wrangled with the archiving (apparently you can't randomly switch from archiving weeks to archiving months if you want the week-archived ones to link...), so more of those when I get the time-slash-patience.

In the meantime, a few cool quizzes.


What Random HP Object Are You?
a quiz by LaurenSnape

Yay! Favorite HP character, and I'm a writing utensil! How ruddy cool is that? *g*

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What's your Inner European?

brought to you by Quizilla

Had some hassle with this one. Didn't realize you could check more than one box at once with some of the questions, so I got "Bavarian" at first, and I'm thinking, that's not right! I was hoping to get English, but I'll settle for Spanish.

You are Ellen!


Which Harvest Moon SNES character are you?

Hey, guess
what? I'm a--


I'm a Green Yoshi!


What
color Yoshi are you? Come take the quiz!



Um, well...I'm not sure those two fit all the way (heroic and daring? *g* And I'm not really an animal person at all...), but they're fun. *g*

-Laurel

1.27.2003

All right, I give. For the moment.

"Back Entries..." part isn't working just yet, but just wait 'til I get through with it.

-Laurel
There. As I'm sure you've guessed, updates are underway--yes, this's a typical Blogger template, but I happen to have an affection for "Sandbox at Night", and I'm gonna see if I can't make it just a little bit individualized by the end.

-Laurel

1.26.2003

Mm, am tired. Meant to study for AP psych, and more AP stats, but I ended up reading all my e-mails from eleventh grade that Zinni still had--she made an account for them, gave me the password...so sweet of her.

Anyway, yeah, today's random happening: I accidentally deleted my upstairs CD-ROM drives.

Seriously. The computer's been giving me random error messages for a couple of weeks now about the obsolete CD-writing software Dad had me try out, even though I deleted it a long time ago, so today I told Windows XP [I am still amused that they would call it that; certainly the makers of Windows should know what kind of an emoticon XP makes...] to show me the files in question that were leading to the problems.

Two very simple files were displayed, so I deleted them. No warning about "you may not be able to run this program or edit some documents", like I get with files the computer thinks are important. I was suprised about that, considering said files had .sys at the end, but being wide-eyed and naive (and stupid, apparently), I didn't think much of it.

...Until I went to study for the Ocean Bowl, like a good little child, and wondered why "My Computer" didn't display either of my CD-ROM drives.

Random fluke, I thought. So I restarted my computer. Nothing. Then I shut it down and started it back up. Nothing.

Then I thought back to deleting the .sys files.

"Oh, crap! ...Dad? I think I just deleted my CD-ROM drives!"

My dad took this much better than I thought he would, simply breaking out the recovery CDs. I put all my stories and stuff on disks, and we proceeded, via said recovery CDs, to wipe out my hard drive and start anew.

This means that I lost one of the farthest-achieved Zoombini files I've ever had, dang it. Had to start that again later tonight.

Called my computer Dinny again, not even Dinny II or anything--I say it's the same computer, he's just had a bout of amnesia.

Had some moments of panic when the computer wouldn't read parts of my disks--all of my stories were on there!--but it turned out it was the cruddy disks' fault, and some simple virus scans on the downstairs machine (where I am now) fixed everything, so all the files are recovered now.

Actually, it was sort of a good thing I started all over, 'cause I discovered two capabilities of my new computer that I didn't know I had--the first and best being a built-in variant of WinZip (which is good, 'cause the internet's not hooked up on that one, and I can't transfer anything over about 1.3 MB via disk), the second being Microsoft Plus capabilities--so today I discovered the joys of desktop themes. Have a West Wing one up right now, with a funny little American-flag-striped cursor. Also have LotR and VeggieTales ones, but they're not as cool.

We play-people are finally having a second party (hurrah!), so I have that to look forward to immensely. More immediate fun, though: watching little kids tomorrow during my parents' annual massive Superbowl party (last year I didn't get to watch them, 'cause I was coming back from Ocean Bowl). Midterms Monday, Ocean Bowl practice Tuesday, party Wednesday, and maybe even a trip to Ananda's college Friday. Things do get better after midterms, they do!

Am definitely tired, so will sleep now, as am attempting to actually make it a four-consecutive-week streak, this Sunday-school going, instead of the sporadic-ness it's been heretofore...

-Laurel

1.23.2003

Blogger lost my last entry, the one about MasterMinds. So nail it.

-Laurel

1.21.2003

In other news, Mr. C is too busy with his PA-II puppet show to do a spring play (::scowl of high annoyance::), so Bunny and I are thinking, nail it, we'll do it ourselves. This ought to be very interesting, a play without a director, inasmuch as we both have friends that want to be in the play, and we would never be able to agree on which of these friends to cast or cut. 'Cause I want Daf and Aneya, but Bunny won't want Aneya; but if Aneya can't be in, I don't think Melly should get in...we're gonna need some casting help; maybe I should talk to Jord and Jayj.

...Well, okay, maybe Bunny and I should pick a play before we talk to Jord and Jayj. But hey.

Actually, Mrs. W is trying to help us find one--she happened to be in the library when we were talking about it, and as soon as she got wind of the idea, she ran off and found us a book (also asked us the very pertinent question of whether said play should be one-act or full-length, which we hadn't thought of). ...Actually, I kind of wanted to finish my play from creative writing last year and have us do that ('cause, come to think of it, my characters are ones that my friends and I could do), but it'll be kind of long, and, you know, there's this nice little commodity called time that I'm running a little short on...

Am reporting from eccer class, by the way, since I've finished my mini-project on the DRC early. ...Okay, everybody gets to pray for the DRC, or at least feel some concern here, 'cause this is not a happy little country. War-torn, getting refugees from other war-torn African countries, underpaid by the UN in foreign aid by some $50 million in 2001, volcano blew up there last year, now there's a raping-and-forced-cannibalism raid going on in Kinshasa...not so very good, to say the least.

Was really hoping, by the way, for a now day this morning, but that didn't exactly happen, so here I am, thinking to myself that maybe I should be doing some psych, especially since the assignment I have in mind was due last class...

...but then, there're only five minutes left, and my eccer teacher just told us to start wrapping it up, so maybe I should check out the book Mrs. W thrust at us (*g*) and leave.

-Laurel

1.20.2003

Hm. Time for a real update, not one of these lame two-sentence deals.

...Friday, as you may be able to tell from my melodramatic last entry, was total carp until I got home and went to sleep. Woke up in a much better frame of mind, and the evening got better from there. Went to 'Nanda's (Daf was also there), watched U2 Best of 1990-2000 DVD, which is the music videos to the featured songs. Enjoyed that very much.

Probably because of the nap, actually managed to stay up until five in the morning--Daf crashed early, around midnight (she must have been tired--even I usually do better than that!), but 'Nanda and I stayed up, talked, wrote a letter to Samweli, watched Star Trek: Next Generation ("Elementary, Dear Data") and M*A*S*H ("The Smell of Music"), etc., etc.

Next day, got up around 11-ish, messed about on 'Nanda's computer while she and Daf caught some more sleep, got them up around 1 pm. Daf went home, I stayed 'til 3-ish, watching more Next Generation ("Ship in a Bottle", which was the one we'd meant to watch in the first place), finishing Samweli's letter, and listening to part of a very old U2 concert.

Went to a hockey game that night, then to the sports-bar place where we go after with my parents' friends, and my brother and his friends and I play trivia. Had a good time, but I was disappointed, because we were finally there late enough to play "Battle of the Sexes", a really fun trivia game that never comes on 'til 10, which is about when we're usually just leaving--but it was Saturday, not Friday, so they weren't playing it. ...Oh, well, we did TV trivia instead, and the last question was about M*A*S*H, so of course I got the full thousand points for that one. *g*

Today hung around the house for the better part of the day, playing computer game Logical Journey of the Zoombinis, which I first started playing in sixth or seventh grade with Ashley who lived (and lives, but we aren't friends anymore) in the house behind mine. Love this game so much that I bought it for myself a couple of years ago--but random computer problems kept the game from running properly until Christmas this year, when I got the new computer, and so am now determined to beat this fun sixth-grade math game once for all. (And, yes, that may be the only time you ever hear me mention "fun" and "math" in the same context, so enjoy it while you can...) It's not stupid now--it's almost as challenging, really, still (maybe 'cause I never, mentally, got much farther than sixth-grade math, as my AP stats grades will attest...*g*), and I still have an affection for the cute little Zoombinis.

Then, at 6:30 tonight, went to Aneya's house for her birthday party. Had a great, great time. Was tropical-themed, so there was all manner of tropical-type food around: fruit with yogurt dip, and sherbet with gummy fruit, and key lime pie, and actual coconuts. Seriously, big husked coconuts, with holes drilled in and straws stuck in so we could get the milk. I've never had coconut milk, to my remembrance, so that was very cool. Even got to take the un-consumed portion of mine home, so sitting in my fridge right now is a small-glass worth of coconut milk, in a Tupperware-topped plastic cup, and a real...well, not real live coconut, but real, anyway, done up in plastic wrap ('cause my parents didn't want to deal with cracking it open for the meat at 11:00 pm, when I got home). ...Was also regular party fare--Goldfish-brand crackers, pretzels, tortillas with melted-cheese-stuff.

So Daf and I learned how to play Dance Dance Revolution, finally--it really scared me when Bethie got excited about it shortly after New Year's, 'cause she'd just learned it then, and she doesn't usually get excited about these things--and I don't know about Daf, but I have to say that I'm half-addicted. That is one ruddy cool game, no matter how dorky I look. I did pretty well for a beginner--beat Daf and Aneya a couple of times--and did reasonably well on one of the four-footers (difficulty of levels is expressed in little footprints that come up on the screen--the average basic level is four or five feet, though there're some below that for amateur-people such as myself), which I consider progress for less than an hour's total playing time, since I'm a beginner. Got totally lost on the five-footers, though--and, indeed, a couple of the three-footers. Will have to keep playing.

Once we'd had all the DDR our digestive systems could stand (we were fine until after "dinner": major sugar and fat intake plus coconut milk plus DDR does not equal stomachic happiness), we played Spoons for a while (it's a card game--Daf drew pictures instead of playing, possibly out of protest at our using spoons for something, instead of treating them as pets, as she does...*g*), then made leis. Bethie and I made headbands instead of traditional leis, and will wear them to school on Tuesday (why not?).

Around 10:45, as I have a college interview tomorrow, I went home--the others are sleeping over (or at least a couple of our group of five-guests-plus-Aneya are). Should go to bed soon. Hm, we'll see if that happens.

-Laurel

1.17.2003

I want out of school, stats, Ocean Bowl, and everything. Gah. I just want some sleep.

-Laurel

1.15.2003

As I have precious little going on in my life worth blogging about, I will soon commence the half-yearly blog-template-changing process. Which I've decided it is, because it was about July, I think, when the current one began.

...Now, to find a decent template...

-Laurel

1.12.2003

You need to see the webpage "If LotR Had Been Written By Someone Else!?".

Link is above for now, but I'll put it up again once I change the template, 'cause everybody with any familiarity with Lord of the Rings at all must see this. 22 long, wonderful pages of message board-ness, with LotR parody-written in every style and by virtually every author imaginable. I thought it'd get worse as it went on, 'cause the good ideas would be taken, but from what I can tell, it just gets better (though admittedly I'm only on page 3).

In case you don't believe me, here's one of my favorites, for all you Dave Barry fans out there:

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LOTR by Dave Barry:

"Once upon a time, there was a hobbit named (I AM NOT MAKING THIS UP!) Frodo Baggins. He lived in Middle-Earth, where people spent a lot of time drinking ale and smoking some kind of strange weed in a pipe, which is undoubtedly why his parents gave him a name like "Frodo." ("Hey, babe, pass the bong, and turn up the Iron Butterfly... oh, and let's name the kid Frodo." "PFFFFFFFFT! Sure, sweetie... and do we have any more Doritos?").

Now, life got complicated for Frodo because of his uncle Bilbo. Bilbo Baggins. Bilbo. Sorry, I just like saying "Bilbo." Bilbo. Anyway, be that as it may, Bilbo.

Sorry, that won't happen again. Anyway, years before, Bilbo had traded his cow for a bunch of magic beans, climbed up a beanstalk, killed a giant, and stolen his magic ring. Ha ha! No, I'm just kidding of course- that was Rapunzel. But Bilbo got a magic ring from this guy named Gollum. Gollum was slimy, foul-smelling and lived in a cave. He was sort of like Newt Gingrich, only a little more charming. Gollum ate nothing but raw fish... which reminds me of a letter I got from Mrs. Elsie Hammerdingle of Grand Rapids, Michigan, who sent me this clip from the Daily Bugle. It says that hundreds of people in Maryland have snakehead fish coming up their toilets and biting them on the buns.

Now, clearly, this is a job for the Pentagon. As long as they're spending $5 trillion per toilet seat, they could at least invent one with heat sensors and laser guided snakehead fish killers. That way, if Gollum tried to swim up Frodo's toilet and bite his furry tushie, he'd be toast.

Bilbo. (Sorry, I couldn't help it!)
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...See also the J.K. Rowling one, where they do the Harry Potter takeoff--the reference to Frodo Potter's friends "Pippin and Merrione" almost made me burst out laughing in the middle of the school library.

So click the link. You've got nothing to lose, and a heck of a lot to gain.

...I love Tolkien fans, especially because I know, like, nothing outside of the original LotR books and a little bit of Silmarillion, and they get to continually astound me with their knowledge and creativity.

'Course, then so many of them take it farther, and go way into fantasy and D&D and all the other random stuff I don't go in for, but what the heck.

Cheerio.

-Laurel

1.08.2003

Gah, but I really, really need a life. I'm going to sleep. I hope.

...'Course, I keep waking up at four and not being able to go back to sleep for more than, like, half an hour (of the hour and a half before my usual getting-up time), so I don't know how this is going to work.

Took a nap today, which was probably a bad idea, 'cause now I'm still awake.

...Not that anyone reading this blog would ever be able to tell.

-Laurel

1.04.2003

Had a really interesting thought while I was doing my psych homework, and now I can't remember what it is.

So, sadly, I have nothing interesting at all to report, and will thereby go back to being boring. And quiet.

-Laurel

1.02.2003

Can't be in PA-II. And Jord's got a girlfriend.

Found out both of these things in one two-hour span.

Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap.

-Laurel