manhood challenged

Raging Aardvark: can you pick a buffalo wing clean?
F0REVEROSE: hell yeah
F0REVEROSE: cleaner than you
Raging Aardvark: ouch! is that a challenge?
F0REVEROSE: that is a challenge, boy
Raging Aardvark: okay, that's it. we're going to a wings place tomorrow for lunch!

so i got my comments script up and running. the template looks all right now, though i'll probably go in and fiddle with the html later on. just to give it a more custom feel.

i spent most of today sleeping, but i feel so tired still. maybe it's the fact that i didn't take my contacts out. maybe it's cuz i spent most of that time on the car, and i never get good sleep on cars and planes. came back home exhausted and with a headache. i read a bit of my new webdesign book and fell asleep. went to dinner at this great place down on dairy ashford and bissonet. spicy stuff. the owner was very friendly and talked to us for quite a while, even after my parents started somewhat giving her the cold shoulder. she was very nice. asked if i had a girlfriend, was surprised that i didn't. *blush* i felt sorry for her. she must be lonely, having no one to talk to the entire day. just hoping for a friendly patron's ear. if only my chinese were better, i'd have talked her ear off. we'd have chatted like old friends. *sigh*

i found this in the midst of random blog browsing. i found it interesting, and it struck a chord with me, so i copied it into my blog notes for later posting. but, unfortunately, i didn't copy down the url, so i don't know where it came from. erg. oh well, here it is.

"It's kind of strange, but sometime I forget that complete strangers, like the ones who walk down the halls at school, are actual people - and not just reaccuring characters with one or two noticable character traits. They all have thoughts, and values, and wishes, and birthdays, and families, and favourite songs, and a particular brand of shampoo."

erg. i need to brush my teeth. my teeth always feel nasty after drinking coffee. as is my custom, i went to barnes and noble tonight to study, and fell asleep. i ordered a tall decaf mint mocha frappuccino. i also left my rio there. i realized this as i was about to turn into my subdivision, and promptly turned around and sped back to the store. it was closed. i'll have to go back tomorrow and see if they found it. if they don't give it back to me, i'll be rather annoyed at myself.

now i'm doing laundry. i should have started it earlier. damn. now i'm sleepy. but i must stay awake long enough for another load of laundry, or else i'll have no boxers to wear tomorrow. and as fascinating as the idea of going commando is, i really don't think i'll do it.

hmm. maybe i'll keep reading and/or browsing.

linkalicious!

so i'm supposed to be doing my lab writeup, but i'm tired with putting up with gax's damn inflexible format. gax is the amusing (to me, at least) name i use for the graphical analysis program that i used in high school physics. i didn't want to spend a few hours stumbling my way through excel, since i've only used it for spreadsheets, thus far. so i'm using good ol' gax. it worked fine back then, but there aren't a lot of options. and now i need options. erg. my lab partner was also supposed to contact me, but it hasn't happened yet. so i'm going to turn in my own lab report. forget him. forget the fact that i don't know how to write a lab report ut-style. gack.

rob and i left chem early, as professor davis was going on and on about what solutions are. instead, we browsed barnes and noble. i found a good webauthoring book to learn html et al. from. i'm determined to learn it. but i haven't had a chance to take a look yet. i've been busy with procrastinating.

i joined webloggers yesterday, but it seems to be broken. grr. i've been browsing random blogs lately, and a very large percent of the ones i've been to have been run by girls, or at least co-authored by girls. so, to prove to myself that guys blog too, i joined boylogs. no girls allowed, just like the secret clubs in elementary school. so ha.

heehee. someone translated receptacle into french. would the good sir or madam step forward?

joe relived his younger days today and found a few sites about segata sanshiro. he downloaded all these clips of his commercials, and watched them with me, janey, and michael. i could not stop laughing, even if it was in japanese.

i'm thinking about putting up a comment section.

i'm also thinking about taking this site down.

i should return to my lab. it's getting late, and i am to meet janey tomorrow morning to go to the division of housing. i need to turn in my application, and he needs to put me down as a roommate.

oh yes, before i go, i also read sachin's blog. i must post this here. not to yoink the credit from sachin, mind you. finder's rights go to sachin for this. but just because i thought it was so funny, that it should be posted as often as possible.

The Man Code
This is it. So it has been written, so it shall be....The CODE

1. Thou shall not rent the movie Chocolat.
2. Under no circumstances may 2 men share an umbrella.
3. Any man who brings a camera to a bachelor party may be legally killed and eaten by his fellow partygoers.
4. When you are queried by a buddy's wife, girlfriend, mother, father, priest, shrink, dentist, accountant, or dog walker, you need not and should not provide any useful information whatsoever as to his whereabouts. You are permitted to deny his very existence.
5. Unless he murdered someone in your immediate family, you must bail a friend out of jail within 12 hours.
6. You may exaggerate any anecdote told in a bar by 50 percent without recrimination; beyond that, anyone within earshot is allowed to call BULLSHIT. (Exception: When trying to pick up a girl, the allowable exaggeration rate rises to 400 percent)
7. If you've known a guy for more than 24 hours, his sister is off-limits forever.
8. The minimum amount of time you have to wait for another guy who's running late is 5 minutes. for a girl, you are required to wait 10 minutes for every point of hotness she scores on the classic 1-10 scale.
9. Complaining about the brand of free beer in a buddies refrigerator is forbidden. You may gripe if the temperature is unsuitable.
10. No man is ever required to buy a birthday present for another man. In fact, even remembering a friends birthday is strictly optional.
11. Agreeing to distract the ugly friend of a hot babe your buddy is trying to hook up with is your legal duty. Should you get carried away with your good deed and end up having sex with the beast, your pal is forbidden to speak of it, even at your bachelor party.
12. Before dating a buddy's ex, you are required to ask his permission and he, in return is required to grant it.
13. Women who claim they "love to watch sports" must be treated as spies until they demonstrate knowledge of the game and the ability to pick a buffalo wing clean.
14. If a man's zipper is down, that's his problem- you didn't see nothin'.
15. The universal compensation for buddies who help you move is beer.
16. A man must never own a cat or like his girlfriend's cat.
17. Your girlfriend must bond with your buddy's girlfriends within 30 minutes of meeting them. You are not required to make nice with her gal pals or significant friends - low-level sports bonding is all the law requires.
18. When stumbling upon other guys watching a sports event, you may always ask the score of the game in progress, but you may never ask who's playing.
19. When your girlfriend/wife expresses a desire to fix her whiney friend up with your pal, you may give her the go-ahead only if you'll be able to warn your buddy and give him time prepare excuses about joining the priesthood.
20. It is permissible to consume a fruity chick drink only when you're sunning on a tropical beach... and it's delivered by a topless supermodel... and it's free.
21. Unless you're in prison, never fight naked.
22. A man in the company of a hot, suggestively dressed woman must remain sober enough to fight.
23. If a buddy is outnumbered, out manned, or too drunk to fight, you must jump into the fight. Exception: If within the last 24 hours his actions have caused you to think, "What this guy needs is a good arse-whoopin", then you may sit back and enjoy.
25. Never hesitate to reach for the last beer or the last slice of pizza, but not both. That's just plain mean.
26. If you compliment a guy on his six-pack, you better be referring to his beer.
27. Never join your girlfriend/wife in dissing a buddy, except when she's withholding sex pending your response.
28. Never talk to a man in the bathroom unless you're on equal footing: either both urinating or both waiting in line. In all other situations, a nod is all the conversation you need.
29. If a buddy is already singing along to a song in the car, you may not join him.

like the deserts miss the rain

so i'm actually working on a new layout. i have no idea what i'm doing in html, but i'm hoping that sachin will be able to help me out. i have a general concept right now, but i still have to find a good graphic for the title. suggestions?

i've also decided to make the webpage for michael's webcomic. as i type, he should be making the second installment. i can't believe i'm doing this. i don't know html! maybe i'll go down to b&n tomorrow and buy html for dummies or something.

i finished my program early, for once. kat called me up, wanting to study, so we meet up at jester city limits. she gets this HUMONGOUS slice of chocolate cake. i swear, i don't understand women. i was subjected to her making orgasm sounds as she devoured the cake. i was tempted to go back to get some cake myself, but grabbed some peach yogurt instead in a fit of guilt. i mean, i already exercise zero to none. eating unhealthy foods isn't going to make me any more fit.

i stepped foot into the pcl to study for the first time since my freshman year. already, the memories of azn clones speaking chibonics (rights to that word belong to michael) started flooding my conciousness. i quickly directed her to the sixth floor in an attempt to escape the hoarde of clones. it was much better upstairs, but still. i ended up not studying genetics, but instead coding on paper. once i finished, i headed to robert's dorm to use bluej, since bluej doesn't want to work on my computer. it was completed with very minor changes. now i just have to go down to the computer lab tomorrow morning as to turn in the program. (i couldn't find my turnin login/pass.)

when i got back, i called teresa, to see how she was doing. kevin was worried about her, since she's been quite ill for the past four? five? days. we talked. god, i miss her. it's like she dropped off the face of the earth this semester, even though she lives just a fifteen minute walk away from my dorm. but i understand that she doesn't have time for other concerns. i mean, she's bogged down so much with school and studying for the mcat. still....

i forgot my mom's birthday yesterday. damnit. i can't believe i did that. i feel even worse, since she doesn't hold her own birthday very close. i will have to shower her with flowers when i go back this weekend.

valentine's day is almost upon us! i'm all tingly inside! yes, this is the time of year when pet stores sell the most puppies. i get an urge to bedeck the dorm room in pink. joe would certainly join in on the spirit and excuse the fact that i gave him bright pink bedsheets. i want to dress up as cupid and parade the streets of ut in a bedsheet and a bow. i felt so special when a friend of mine sent me a valentine today. it's times like this that even i could get a date. love is in the air! smile, everyone! ~_^ *tee hee*

god, kill me now.

RuroniKenshin83: midget porn makes me feel unadequate...
RuroniKenshin83: they seem so disprortionate
RuroniKenshin83: midget - see? its the size of my forarm...
RuroniKenshin83: me - *hangs head in shame*

clickity clack, crunchity crunch

so i'm studying for my physics exam tomorrow. well, i was. now i'm taking a blogging/honeycomb break. i guess honeycomb isn't that bad.

i am so out of shape. i was all out of breath from doing advance lunges and hop lunges today in fencing. i still have to get that footwork down. i came back, tired and sweaty. shower. oh god, shower. showering is such a beautiful thing. especially when it's all steamy, like a sauna. got dressed, went to lab. the ta is always unprepared and doesn't know what he's doing. to make it worse, the lab manual is written very poorly, and it is hard to confused all the time. just like that last sentence. there was one part when the rest of my lab group just sat around talking about crew and rowing, and didn't even pretend to care about the lab that i was doing. by the time eight rolled around, i was tired and irritable. heh. i think one of the girls in my group thinks i'm hitting on her or something. she doesn't get that i just get hyper when i get to play with spiffy toys in lab. not my fault that she chose to do the experiments with me when the other two slacked off.

i'm having fun with the new toys i installed on my blog, especially the referral log. you know, i've had people find my page by searching for "where can i find men in speedos" and "Kevin married Better THan Ezra". i don't know. i just don't know. the search capability is only working for this year's entries, for some reason. oh well, i'll screw with it later.

i noticed that my hair, when pulled back into a ponytail, has a strange tendency to hang over my right shoulder.

Rsilverain: my new year's resolution should be : "To smooch as many people as possible"
Rsilverain: oh no
Rsilverain: "To seduce as many people as possible"
Rsilverain: seduce, not smooch
Raging Aardvark: seduce!
Raging Aardvark: seduce-flirt or seduce-have sex with?
Rsilverain: seduce have sex with i guess
Rsilverain: but i dont have sex
Rsilverain: so maybe 'make as many people want to have sex wtih you as possible'
Rsilverain: or soemthing like that.

i retook it you jerks



so ha!

who?

where's my spot remover?



Hard rock and tatoos. You hate life; you hate your parents; you hate your family; you hate yourself; oh dear. You have problems with your girlfriends and drugs. You can play some awesome music, and everything you write has a really deep meaning along with some wicked sounds.

i know kung-fu



You sometimes doubt yourself - who you are and what you can do. You're a curious person, with questions and concerns about the world. You go along with the crowd and aim to please others to your best ability. But when you finally discover what you're really capable of, you can do some serious ass kickin'! You're fast and furious, and you will always stick up for what you believe, and those who you care for. Not only that, but you're charming and charismatic, so you get along with people well, and others often look up to you.

zombie

oh, just shut up.



-_-'''

digital leash

time to blog. yay. last night, i shot vijay's desert eagle bb gun from his room into mine, through the bathroom. felt great. around one or so, joe, vijay, and i embarked on an adventure! to walmart. went down to one walmart, but it was closed for some reason. drove up to another one. well, drove past it, and past it again. then finally found our way in. i ogled the bb guns for a while. ended up buying a large packet of salt water taffy (almost finished), a can of campbell's beef sirloin vegetable soup (which turned out to be chicken noodle), a huge box of honeycomb, and the latest issue of acoustic guitar world. they've got tabs for standing still by jewel, livin' on a prayer by bon jovi, hero by enrique iglesias, and epiphany by staind. i hadn't heard the last one before, but joe played it for me on the drive back home. what a beautiful song. and easy, too! woohoo!

chris called today. said she was tired. she got a job as a ta for fencing. heh. she's gonna have to teach me some stuff, so i can get an edge in my class, no pun intended. it's good to hear from her. i called my grandma afterward. i haven't heard from her in a while, either. the parental units called later tonight. checkups.

sarahkate, this girl from malaysia, visited my site. said i sounded english. heh. i think she'd be surprised, if ever i met her face to face. surprised to find that this englishman is actually just some texan boy struggling to keep his gpa up in college. durn tootin'. hehe. it's so kewl to know that a complete stranger visited your site and thought it was neat. funny, i am surprised every time someone mentions something about my blog. cuz i never expect anyone to actually read this thing. it's just something that i write for my own benefit.

i need to write a melody, instrumental parts, and (maybe) rewrite the chorus of my song. erg. i need to write up my physics lab. i need to redesign this webpage, or at least jazz it up. mike said that he was reconsidering moving out, so i might be rooming with him next semester. if he does move out, then i think i'll be rooming with janey. i wouldn't mind rooming with either of them; they're both cool guys. mike needs to get a functional webpage going! erg.