Updatez for teh Massez!

Well, I have quasi-good news since the last time we spoke. I was fortunate enough to be given the opportunity (pending) to finish those classes that as of now are chock full of FAIL. Basically in order to salvage them I needed to have a medical reason, and unfortunately I had one of those. Yes, I have joined............... the zombies.

I have been on Zoloft for about a week now and besides very bizarre side effects, I do feel an upswing in my mood and self esteem balanced with a higher rate of lethargy. Ah yes, quite the absent combo.

Also, download NeoTokyo, goddammit! I just picked this up today and all you need is a Valve game with Source so you can download the SDK Base. Trust me, it's worth it.

Also also, I've been watching a lot of really terrible movies, but it's all intentional as some of these have turned out to be true gems. Case in point: The Girl's Rebel Force of Competitive Swimmers. As mentioned, it's terrible but just absurdly entertaining (to me) at the same time. Plus, they have the most unique weapon of a v....... well, I'll just leave that for you to find out. NSFW!

CMead: Making the Rest of you Look Better

I demand comments: what do you think of the Youtube playlist I uploaded to the blog? I'm trying to figure out how to randomize and I hope to have more tracks included to it in the coming weeks (hope you like texxmo!). Time for the daily shame:

College essentially fell apart. I have been under a tidal wave of stress and just decided to abandon the classes that I was teetering on failing. I was truly expecting this semester to be different, but external(life) and internal(school) stimuli were compounding my tolerance and I buckled under the pressure. I hope to still attend for fall, but of course there is opposition to this movement. I realize that summer was not for me, with its condensed workload and isolated atmosphere. To simplify... this totally sucks. This sucks more than a Dyson. This sucks more than a whirlpool. This... okay, I've ran out of those, but the point is clear. I understand my strengths and limitations yet don't seem to rise above my shortcomings. This all leads to a very, very dull existence. I enjoy being remembered for being that quirky kid with the wit to match, yet this is only social progression which is only adding more people. This still lacks upward mobility. I'm not looking for that six-figure salary, expensive car (although if anybody wants to just give me a Tesla, I'm open :D), suburban real estate or the superfly wardrobe, but I would just like to have some status other than the kid who is just still stalled in linear progression. Suffice to say, I'm bored.

Speaking of boredom and how to cope, I have been playing a lot more video games! If you have a Steam account and Day of Defeat: Source or Left 4 Dead 1 (don't even get me started on that sequel) you should add me to your Friends list. My steam account is spacedcakes and I am always up for a game. There isn't really much I'm looking forward to as far as releases except that new Super Mario Bros. game (assuming it has Wi-Fi) and Worms Armageddon 2. I am absolutely stoked for WA2 since I lost my Warez of the first one and really feel the need to blow up segmented creatures with my Flying Sheep. Oh yes, I can feel it now! SSSWWWOOOSSSHHHH, bah bah bah, KABOOM! Just like that..... :D

Is this accepting defeat?

Ugh, I was going to write a blog just now, but it would've come off as sappy and utterly worthless. I apologize. I promise to write one soon (possibly even today), but I will need to invest time into the structure and layout of this blogwrite. Since I feel that I have wasted nobody's time, I now leave you with this:

Cakes is here... RIGHT HERE!

Ta-daa! I know; I'm still terrible at updating this! So, in order to bring all 3 of you up to speed, I am currently in Grand Forks taking summer courses. It's alright. The classes themselves aren't too shabby and the campus is so beautiful this time of year. Of course, this wouldn't be a blog post by me without a bitter rant, so here we go!

So, the school here uses a debit card of sorts called a Pride card to distribute any excess loan money. The card is from a larger company called Higher One (kind of a funny name when you think about their sole customer base being college kids). Since this is an organization independent of the universities it serves, it is located somewhere on the East Coast. Since this is a mail transaction of utter importance, the letter your card arrives in can't be forwarded. I used a forwarded address to receive my mail, so suffice to say the first card was kicked back to the company. I made sure to adjust my mailing address to the one I would be using on campus for my second try. I was given some soft tongue loving about how it would arrive on the 28th of May. Well, guess what? I just found out that after two weeks of waiting beside my mailbox on campus, THEY SENT IT TO MY HOME ADDRESS AGAIN! This is merely the icing on the cupcake, though. It (along with my Netflix movies) were shipped to the school first and then who-knows-what happened. What I do know is that all the school did was slap a forwarding sticker on it and then sent it to my old address! So my unforwardable letter was forwarded twice in one instance! So, I now know my mailing address at school doesn't work and my parents have my card. How are they supposed to send it to me? THE MAIL. How am I supposed to receive it? I have no idea whatsoever. My parents are also mailing my laptop and a textbook here I left behind, and we'll just see about that (supposed to be here last Friday). Here I am, broke, hungry, in dire need of a microbrew and I have money that's just floating in limbo right now because of these depressing fuckups! There isn't really an alternative solution for loan disbursement either. All I can really do is just complain to the housing office about this and that still doesn't solve the issue of my current brokeness. Also, I have a hard time believing that begging them to correct this error won't make it look like I'm asking for special treatment by the university. I am one blue panda bear... ;.;

Writing and the FUTURE *cue ambient space noises*

After reading a fascinating The Week article describing how the Internet has liberated yet devalued journalism led me to yet another 4 a.m. revelation: nobody is actually reading this. Unlike throes of others who may have found their audience on the www, I firmly believe that I make up the majority of the read counts due to an egotistical ticking. I too feel liberated knowing that whatever may be said from here on in will not be blatantly censored or filtered (except in China and possibly Australia). Now, without further adieu, my finer points on current topics:

1. Fuck you, China!
So you may have your own citizens currently learning in American institutions willing to protect their homeland out of a born heritage, but I feel no such thing. The PRC is merely a country club with well over a billion excluded that feels the need to further its outreach. We have the Chinese dilemma in Tibet and also their selfish claim to multinational hot-spots in the South China Sea. They're fueling a war in Africa and a trade deficit here in the States and ever since the Nixon trade visit, we have been careful not to be seen openly with the Dalai Lama or criticizing their human rights records and most likely are hushing the IOC about violations during the 2008 Beijing Games. And now Australia's playing nice to their future overlords? This is disgusting.

2. No more sequels!
For 2009, I have counted 6 remakes and 15 sequels (I may have missed a few). Of these, we have sequels for such movies as Fast and the Furious (Metacritic: 58), Alvin and the Chipmunks (Metacritic: 39), The Pink Panther (Metacritic: 38), Night at the Museum (Metacritic: 48), Halloween (Metacritic: 47), the Saw series (Metacritic range: 19-48) and Cats and Dogs (Metacritic: 47). Granted, the original movies weren't made for the critics as much as they were the cash-laden public, but the lack of quality standards is just phenomenal. As for remakes, we saw My Bloody Valentine, Friday the 13th, and Race to Witch Mountain, which were critically panned. Also slated for '09 are video game adaptations (terrible!), 3-D movies (gimmicky!), Disney concert films (tween cash-in!), Transformers 2 (boring!), and a Tarantino film where he channels the Dirty Dozen (kill me now). I realize that terrible films are going to be released as they have since the onset of cinema, but if enough of this is produced and pushed year after year, don't you think the majority of the public will start to change their standard of opinion? I can't fathom the day where I'm taking my future children to go see Jonas Brothers in Space 3-D IMAX or ,Yahweh forbid, another Dr. Seuss movie.

3. Crackbook
So yes, I decided to restart my Facebook account after hearing the newest incarnations were "like crack". True to the moniker, it had me going... for about a minute with headaches afterward. Perhaps I don't have enough friends on there. I do have that Myspace issue where I really don't talk to anybody on there and also don't feel the need to go through and delete people, but is that the key to Facebook being more enjoyable, being able to micro-scan a plethora of people I know very well or just met at a party, knowing their minute habits or social interactions? I am interested to an extent, but it just becomes a formula:
Step 1: Read all new feeds.
Step 2: Comment on humorous ones/topics of interest.
Step 3: Post humorous/interesting What's on your mind?
Step 4: Scan for something to do/join/flame or log out.

Is there more to it, or isn't this what everybody's doing? I just replace Step 4 on my Myspace with tweaking my page or looking for that new fanciful piece of clipart or music that fully compliments the grand theme of my page, me. This can take up to an hour and leaves me fulfilled at a solid effort towards a better representation of my digital self. Kudos all around!

There you have it. Now I'm going to go back to watching episode 4 of Cardcaptors and regretting my ability to cat-nap.

REFUND!

Suffice to say, I failed in my previous blog's objective. Instead, I purchased a netbook and an e-cigarette, one of which is a cheap Chinese knockoff (and it's not the thing I'm typing on now). I love them both. I am almost fulfilling my cyberpunk dream, being constantly wired yet chic. Granted, the transformation is not yet complete since I'm lacking in a really kick-ass watch that is most likely made in Japan and it will read the time in binary. So I'm lame, but I can write it off as just preparing for our imminent future. Speaking of our imminent future, I hope the poles shift come Winter Solstice 2012! I believe in the crackpot theory that the realignment of the poles will lead to a mental enlightenment in which our "sixth sense" of ESP awakens and humanity finally moves into our next stage of evolution. A boy can dream, can't he?
Now onto the more personal... I shall be at UND this summer. After conversation and debate, I understand that I so badly need to progress beyond my current lame-ass existence. Not that material success is paramount to personal success, but I do feel that a rewarding tenure at college can hopefully lead to a more rewarding challenge than I'm currently experiencing. Oh, that and I want to reap the benefits of reuniting with Billy and either becoming some sort of entertainer or I'll just go for broke and freet across Europe. The latter is perfectly fine with me. In the case of the latter, I think I'll legally change my name to Space Cakes (Cakes for short).

Blarg!

I know, I know.... I'm terrible about keeping this updated. I was moving into my family's new home and trying to organize all of my personal belongings (I'm a packrat). While it's nice to be out of the basement, there's still a certain lack of charm so to speak that I was hoping to find in this abode. While it's not 100% finished, it still is volumes greater than the nightmare our previous residence was. Anywhew, time to make another promise that shall go unfulfilled to blog again, and with increased frequency.
Since this blog started personal, I intend to continue on with my life update. I'm still trapped at the store, my projects have been in a lull, and my car could use some handywork. On the plus side, TAX REFUND!!!!!! What are my plans for said refund? A vacation. Oh, and some kick-ass headphones!



Now, about that vacation.... I hope to visit a very special someone. The prospect of our union has a profound impact, yet I wonder if I have let her down just recently with my expressed hesitation of moving down there without much foresight into the area and its school. I am torn; she probably is as well. I am unsure about many things, but one issue is for certain: I need to move out of Hazen.

The Same 'Ol

I remember promising two posts back that I would bring all two people that read this blog up-to-date on my current situation. Well, I'm STILL living in my parents' basement after two botched attempts to return to college. I'm debating whether or not I even want to attempt school again. Unfortunately, it's not like I'm really accelerating myself towards a profession here, just the same hum-dum job here with a few extra hours devoted to the liquor store. I really want to become a breakout writer and I just don't feel that college is financially feasible for me, or at least won't be for a few years. Well....... unless I was able to get the right job. I have an interview with H&R Block today to be a tax preparer and if I'm able to get that job and bank, I just may! If so, I know exactly where I'm going to move to.
I am hoping to move to Omaha, NE. There's a very special somebody there waiting for me. VERY special. I hope to settle down and continue writing while helping her raise a daughter. I'm actually quite elated! This is why I sound so desperate: I want to move on. I feel quite worthless here. There are new experiences and adventures out there. There are things that can be filled with fertilizer and detonated in remote areas! Oh yes..... I can feel it now.

Fuck you, Supreme Court!

The title says it all. Upon my daily Yahoo! news grab, I came across this article. Court says evidence is valid despite police error In a nutshell, faulty record-keeping led to a man being searched and arrested for possession of amphetamines and an unloaded weapon in his vehicle. The problem in question? Those whose job it is to uphold the constitution have failed us yet again! So much for checks and balances...
Need proof? Chief Justice John Roberts, writing for the court, said the evidence may be used "when police mistakes are the result of negligence such as that described here, rather than systemic error or reckless disregard of constitutional requirements." For reckless disregard of constitutional requirements, see the Fourth Amendment. The right of the people to be secure in their persons, houses, papers, and effects, against unreasonable searches and seizures, shall not be violated, and no Warrants shall issue, but upon probable cause, supported by Oath or affirmation, and particularly describing the place to be searched, and the persons or things to be seized. This WAS an unreasonable search and seizure, probable cause was later fount to be non-existent, and he was violated because he was prosecuted based on things to be seized. Also from the article: The conservative majority acknowledged that the arrest of Bennie Dean Herring of Alabama — based on the mistaken belief that there was a warrant for his arrest — violated his constitutional rights, yet upheld his conviction on federal drug and gun charges.So, his constitutional rights were violated, yet he was still arrested? This reminds me far too much of the move Brazil, where a typographical error led to the arrest of an innocent man and the sweeping cover-up assigned to it. Great film!

One large problem with this fiasco is that the court is shifting power away from judges and into the hand of the police. Officers in this country are having their accountability taken away from them by the Court. How many cases of erroneous decision led to a fatality? The most recent example is Oakland. Also, what about Sean Bell? Amadou Diallo? These officers were let off and in some cases settlements were met, but where's the legal liability? Especially in the case of Sean Bell: you murder somebody by pumping 40+ rounds into an unarmed man and evade jail time? Your job shouldn't be allowed to protect you.
This is when democracy fails. Every time we vote for a politician that promises to put the American people first and then doesn't(they're all guilty; I'm not pandering), who pays? The citizens that put these ego-heads in power do. The Founding preambles have been disregarded, and the law can now be bent at will to support whatever cases may come its way instead of holding onto the Constitution with an iron fist. Partisan hackery will the the end-all of this country. Washington warned against it in his final farewell speech, yet the Fathers are merely window dressing for when you have to sit somebody down and explain their "freedoms". I believe it's time for this country to get back on track and focus on priority.

Hey Blogger; it's been a while...

I completely forgot about this blog (apparent by the SEVERE time in-between blogs) and have decided to start blogging again. I'll fill in the nitty-gritty later this week but am going to waste this space by proclaiming that I have made my first blogging profit! After logging onto my AdSense account for the first time since August, I have discovered that I made $.01! I feel.... vitality! Granted, at this rate I will only be able to withdraw my earnings after 1,000 years (give or take viewership), but all writers start small, don't they? Consider me pro.
I also feel that in the coming month(s) I will finally be able to construct a green screen! I hope to make a decent amount of YouTube videos which will probably be me ranting about movies, the Sea Shepherds, and how much I can't stand Nancy Grace. Okay, there will probably be more topics, but this is just what comes to mind right now. Speaking of YouTube, I have finally posted a video! Unfortunately, I had nothing to do with the creation of said video. I just copy-pasted.

Greenpeace is for flamers...

I just watched an ABC News video on Yahoo! that directly linked the Iowa floods and global warming, stating that carbon emissions "can directly affect you, your home, your life"(not direct quote) . Even the White House issued a statement, contrary to its usual rhetoric, linking climate change and the increased rainfall. They showed a nuclear power plant beside flooding fields. Point #1: Nuclear power will actually decrease the amount of man-made carbon in the atmosphere. This stable and constant power supply creates 3% of the air pollution that natural gas refineries push out, according to Wired. Air and solar are NOT constant. The nuclear fuel is a different story. Point #2: The temperature of the oceans dropped 1 degree in 2007. Granted, I remember my source being an article I read in the paper, but I believe it was Fahrenheit. The oceans take longer to warm or cool than does the Earth's surface, which can also be affected by a multitude of factors, such as eruptions and El Nino. This temp. change was recorded by a NASA laser-weather satellite, which is more accurate than politicians. Point #3: If "global warming" is actually a threat, then why is it being presented as theater? For instance, An Inconvenient Truth was untruthful in a few aspects: that Katrina's devastation (being a dismal Category 2) is not to blame for the destruction of N.O., and that the oceans aren't going to rise out of nowhere and swamp coastal cities (according to the E-Team, "A 2005 study in the Journal of Glaciology by a NASA scientist concludes that there is a net loss of ice that will result in higher sea levels. But the loss is occurring slowly: 0.05 millimeters on average per year.At that rate, it will take a millennium for the oceans to rise 5 centimeters (roughly 2 inches) and 20,000 years to rise a full meter."), and so forth. This is just another way for eco-fanatics to finally muscle their way into American politics through shifting public consensus by bombarding the media with "statistics", computer models, and celebrity opinions. And who is going to pay for this? Those people who are being sold the idea. The tax that was attempted in the House to cut carbon emissions was estimated to cost each taxpayer approximately $3,200. It never succeeded, but the talks are that it will be recirculated next year, pending the outcome of the fall election. I feel that we are casting our opinions before the facts are even in. I could blog on for days about the subject, but you probably quit reading this anyways by this point. Sorry for wasting your time with this massive paragraph...

White slavery

I took this idea from a Newsradio episode!

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See? I really should do all of my blogs like this. Why the hell do my Joe Cool PJs smell like soy sauce? I am at a loss....

A sad day in Fargo...

I just heard the news: the total smoking ban has taken place. While this may be "a win for persons' rights to live healthy" as some people may tell you, this is a total crock. Restaurants, understandable. Public workplaces, even more so. But bars? Are bars family-friendly, health-oriented establishments? These locations had adequate ventilation as mandated by North Dakota law and complied with all state regulations. Alcohol and cigarettes just go hand-in-hand, as any smoker/ex-smoker will tell you. This was passed due to overzealous "concerned" citizens, who care not for businesses' rights, but instead selfish personal agenda. Do these people even frequent said places? Do they not see the revenue that it brings in? I feel most sorry for places such as JT Cigarro, who will undoubtedly be driven to extinction. I wonder: can you buy a cigar there now and just go outside to smoke it? These establishments were warm and friendly. I feel guilty for not going to fine Moorhead bars when I lived there (such as the Juano's Latin bar) in order to smoke and have a lager across the Red. Now, I'm glad I can go to a local place and light up much to my own content. Fargo has let itself become anal due to rule of fanaticism.

Smoking Mirror

This town... suffocates me. Too many memories keep creeping up into my psyche, haunting me of what was a terrible adolescence. I think I've gotten hammered near every night I've been back. What's more, there's no cultural outlet that isn't on the Internet or one of my distance-challenged friends. I feel like I'm isolated, working some Siberian mining camp. Not to discount my friends that are still here, because I love all of you to death. I just feel that this town doesn't exactly have what I'm seeking out (like cheap Heineken, for example). This entire part of North Dakota doesn't have what I'm seeking out: culture in the form of movies and music, fantastic hookups, and sexual fetishism that I can support. I feel like a total oddity. I can't do this for much longer. If I don't escape, I fear damaging repercussions. I know I've been overly dramatic lately, but it's a reaction to memories that have been drudged up again and amplified 1000 times, just for being back. It's almost like I'm admitting defeat.... again. I want therapy. I crave such an idea, hoping that such such a thing could actually cure me from my standstill in life. I have no motivation whatsoever to better myself, and it could quite possibly be related to being trapped in the past. I have evolved faster than this town ever will and am paying the consequence for my enlightenment. I cannot help that I was born this way, as how I cannot help that I am a product of my environment. My problem is that my environment shaped me to be a character lacking in self-confidence, who needs guidance but is reluctant to seek it out. I need help. I feel that a perfectly good head is being destroyed by self-doubt and a lack of desire to better oneself. This is self-destructiveness at its purest form. This is a ticking time bomb.

googley eyes...

AdSense is weird. Apparently I support Dixie Chicks mp3 downloads from a website called dada, which is an art movement directly out of Salvadore Dali's deepest thoughts. Do I support such things, really? Is this the subtext that my writing delivers? I fear that I am only a pawn in the game of life.... (drunk this time)

Jacka wob

Moogin flob schmizzle wop doo wop chawnza!

Primaries finished!
Which means more stupid flash games
and Jib-Jab cartoons

(was not drunk at time of writing)

Kitteh me See

I did! I logged onto HKO yesterday and..... damn! I really wish the game was more ingles. They rely on buttons without captions, so I did figure it out after plenty of trial-and-error clicking. It was cute! Properly cute. Plus, no learning curve is too noticeable, unlike Mabinogi. My problem? I didn't save and lost my info... fuck! I might forgive the game and myself in a few days and take up the call of Batz-Maru.

Otherwise, I'm just working and sitting on the 'net. It gets dull. Very dull. Heroes marathon dull. Not that I would ever watch a marathon of that; it's just similar. Come on ppl! It's just another superhero show but with a AAA budget, just like how Lost is just all of those other shows where people are... lost. Television is crap. Even Glenn Beck isn't hilarious to watch anymore when toasted. Now he's just a super-pundit, talking about how videogames attribute to youth violence and our military's success? Give me a fucking break. If you can't tell by the added profanity, I've given up cigs (again). I'm like a reincarnation of Howard Beale. I just want to go on TV and say, "This is all..... SHIT!" Profanity is such a guilty pleasure for being a language crutch.

Cracker City

I know I've been away from this place for a few years, but I've still forgotten how.... empty it is, and how empty it makes you feel. Everybody gawks due to lack of other stimuli. You stare out, the horizon stretching endlessly, and receive two impressions: of rolling beauty, and grand isolation. This is a WASP ground zero. No diffusion, no diversity. I miss the Asian-American market, with its rock-bottom prices and Thai/Japanese energy drinks (Lipovitan-D gives sunbeams in a 200mL bottle). I knew what this downgrade meant, but maybe I've just forgotten. Instead of mass-texting, one person's schedule conflict can derail an entire night of social interaction. This is void.

But enough about my depressing hometown! (hint: it starts with an H and rhymes with painin', like Oprah's va-jay-jay) I finally downloaded Hello Kitty Online, or HKO for those of you who eat up acronyms; I just haven't played it yet. It should only take the better of three logins before the G(overnment) is labeling me a potential pedo... it's not my fault more 21-year olds don't play it! The cuteolution is coming, and you still have sideburns. Work on that. Also, ditch the trucker cap.

Downgrade

The transition is now in its halfway phase. I have moved (meh, sort of) and now just need to play the waiting game. Unfortunately, this waiting game takes place in my hometown, where roadsigns are for potshots and the elderly and farmers are given free reign over the streets to drive as slow as they want (hey! is that tractor really street-legal)? It's still a much-needed break from not doing anything whatsoever. An isolated leper colony-like atmosphere can allow for some REAL blogging which should be in abundance due to a lack of pharms around here. Plus, I really, really want to build a green-screen. Look out for displaced stock footage sometime in the near future!

Personal Limitations

As you've probably noticed, I'm terrible at keeping this updated. It's not that I haven't had anything to critique, but more of how to convey what I want to write. I have realized that I have been inhibiting myself in creativity; everybody has their mental blockers. I've just needed to do some growing up first.
I will be moving to the Cities soon and hope to start anew..... again. At first, I couldn't fend for myself in sobriety; now I just want to harness it. It's like regaining childhood again, innocence and duty creeping back into my subconscious. It's time to work towards all of those labels that people wish they could give themselves, if it weren't for external stimuli blocking the pathways to attain these qualities. I feel that I can finally shed off my hopeless shortcomings. But enough boring rambling! Who wants cake?