Did you know stuff happened today while you weren't watching?

Hah. I made it. And now I can sit here and eat company-funded pop tarts and mtndew.

Ended up leaving around 1100 last wednesday, after Brock got everything done he needed. Drove and drove. Stopped in Blythe. Drove around Blythe. Paid way too much for gas. Got blessed by the homeless. And drove some more. Played Djikstra and failed. Took a tour of Riverside. Then continued on to the _right_ city.

Got technology mad at me. They wouldn't let me in Ben's gated community. So we sped through after someone else before the gates closed. Oh well. Met Ben and his mother at their lovely home in Chino Hills (CA). We went to some band concert and listened to horrible beginning bands (attempt to) play. ("Oh, I don't know what you're talking about. They were just wonderful!") Sat around and talked for several hours and went to bed. And ran away at 11 or so on Thurs.

The drive northward is slightly longer than the drive westward. Particularly if you take a two or three hour detour to Livermore and wander around the badly designed city looking for places that don't exist. Got to the 680 turnoff on 101 around 1800; took it and headed to Livermore. Looked for Brock's apartment for several hours. Gave up and left. Impressively did not get lost finding Los Altos. (The first complete success of the trip.)

The Motel6 got upset because I didn't have the credit card on me that the reservations were made with. It was 11pm or so, and no chance of getting said card until morning and I was not in the mood to sleep in the car (I'd just spent 9 or so straight hours there). Put the 1195$ bill on my checkcard, with the assurance that I'd have the money back immediatly as soon as I brought in the other card. So I took my key and ran off to bed.

Wandered into the office around noon. Had someone official run over and give Motel6 the card. I got a reciept for the money they supposedly credited back to my card. It still hasn't shown up. Damnit. I want my 1195.35$ back.

Anyway, took a business lunch to Hunan Home's and our private company room Way In The Back. Tasty, as usual. And had to get settled back into that whole business whos-doing-what thing.

Worked til late into the evening, talked to my immediate boss about more money (I'm getting it...lots of it). Eventually came back here to the hotel. I'll make it through Atlas Shrugged eventually. Really.

Got out of bed at the knock of housekeeping on Saturday. Wandered around the bay area all day. Went to san francisco for no aparent reason. Paid 3$ to drive across the golden gate and back. And fight traffic too. Such a privelege for only 3$. And the roads of san francisco are definitly not designed for SUVs. They're about a half-meter too skinny. Or more. And they put those traffic lights on top of hills just to add fun to the whole mix. (Because rolling backwards into the person behind you when you're supposed to be going forward is just fun.)

Anyway, my senseless trip there was caused by having nothin better to do. And it spawned todays trip too. Drove up to Mt Diablo. Drove up half of it. Decided it would probably be better just to hike it. So I did. That was nice. Very few people on the trails, except at the very top. (And I've been in need of Getting Away from City People.) The mountain just kind of sticks out. Nearly 4kft in elevation. And not far from sea level. Rather odd. Its fairly rocky too, which sets it apart from all the hills of that area. Oh well. It was a nice get-out-of-the-valley day.

I would've stopped by Livermore to see Brock, since its kinda on the way. But I have no idea where he is. Plan on calling anytime soon, brock? Perhaps hes dead or something.

Got off the mountain around 1640. It took nearly 40min to drive down from where I parked. The road up there is about 15mi of switchbacks and tight curves that I didn't see anyone dare do faster than 15mph. Its tough driving. Take another 50min to get back to here. Went to my favorite wacky-chinese place before returning to the hotel. (They put off-the-wall things in their food. Its really rather amusing. They're fairly cheap too. And never busy.)

My Sunday-night-TV is not quite as extensive as it is in phoenix. Only one Simpsons -- the one on Fox. And everything starts an hour later -- Futurama starts at 7. Everything was reruns. Nothing interesting. (Esp that really dumb Simpsons episode concerned wholly with killing off Maude. They should burn their masters of that one.)

Went back to work for a while, not to work. Only because it has inet access. Read mail and talked to mandie all evening.

I'm tired today. I should go to bed. But I'm going to finish Atlas Shrugged someday. Hah. I need to go find some cheese. I haven't really had cheese in a week. (Just lots of mtndew, pop tarts, and chinese food.)

Boring few days. Mostly just spent sleeping. Great thing to have time to do.

My room is mostly done at this point. Nearly all items are classified and many are already stowed. However, my "books" pile(s) are still floating a bit too freely. I need to categorize those into "things I need to see in the next three months" and "things I need to see in the next year or two". Then box them and move them approprietly.

All this is really making my mother freak out a bit. Basically this is it. I'm moving out and not coming back, except for occasional "vacations". Shes having a difficult time dealing with that for some reason. Oh well. Out of the three kids, one just graduated from college and is getting married and moving to CT, one has moved back home to raise her child, and I've graduated high school, living in CA for the summer, and then moving to CU to college, and (hopefully) not coming back. Anyway. I'm glad I'm leaving. I'm tired of it here. (In case you hadn't guessed that yet. Hah.)

The connection has been having major problems lately. Often working very slowly and sometimes not at all. I'm not sure whats going on, but its rather annoying.

I've been doing an interesting amount of writing lately. Just not publicly. I've been thinking of starting a book, actually. About people. Since I've spent most of my life sitting around and observing them, I figure I'm qualified somewhat to write about it. I figure it would just go through each major person that I've observed throughout my life, what I've learned from them, and what I mock them for. I've been writing all this crap to mandie. And she's been amused. I haven't really touched anyone I've met in high school yet, so all of you reading this are most likely out of reach now. Hell, I'm still stuck on kindegarten.

I think I'll go watch random Python movies.

So I finally got forced to do that ridiculous graduation ceremony. Blah. It was so much fun too.

Wed I got up at 0730 and went and finished checkout. And then came home and slept for an hour. And then to rehersal until sometime later. I don't remember looking at a clock at all on Wed until midnight or so. I slept a lot. And did a lot of nothing.

Slept til 1030 today. Merged hanwavel and mediocris. So now I have a dual Coppermine 550mhz with 512mb of RAM to watch TV on. So useful. Its running red hat 6.2 as well. I decided I'd try it there too. Runs great.

Graduation was at 1830. It was plenty long. The only highlight of the evening was a short conversation with Dahlstedt in which she asked if I had a gun and if she should fear for her life. (I was just making sure she hadn't given me a C or something. I was/am still trying to figure out how the hell I didn't even make the final top 10% of the class.) I would've given her a good reply to her query but Matheson and Stillman were standing right next to her. Oh well. It amused me nonetheless.

Everyone around here including me has been on-edge all day. I have no idea why. I've had this strange heart-racing problem along with a shaky hand all day. Lets hope it goes away. (I think I've been dehydration problems lately, which has been known to cause Strange vascual behavior. But I've been drinking on the order of a dozen or more glasses of water a day for no-aparent-reason. I've never had this much water in my life. I think I'm dying.) Everyone in the house has been in a bad mood. I have no idea. I just run away to here whever I can, especially on days like this.

I could really do without most of the utter shit that goes on around here. I got rid of high school. And its administrationa dn teachers and worthless drones they pay to be "teachers". And stupid policies. And SOMEONE ELSE, oh lets call her Ronni Unger. And the guidance department (though I think I'll go in there and rant some tomorrow about this class rank thing -- I deserve to be at least in the top 10% damnit -- I need to pick up my diploma then too; I don't want the post office to get their hands on it; I know how much they hate me: I've seen what they do to my normal mail). I just want Out of Here. I can't forget about any of this crap if I'm still here. Its annoying. Its nagging. It won't let go.

I'm in a wonderful mood, in case you couldn't tell by now. I also just got done writing a 12.7kb mail to mandie. I'm sure she'll be happy to read it.

Oh, and UPS is making my life nice too. A book I ordered was shipped 2nd Day Air on the 16th. Do you think I have it yet? Nope. Do you think it actually ever went on a plane? Nope. Its been doign ground travel. Its in Fort Worth right now. Its already a day late. The UPS guy had better run fast or he's going to get a bit of my bad mood thrown at him.

Weee. The month is halfway over and I've only done five entries. Amazing.

Sunday was especially uninteresting, gladly. Started the Great Demolision Project. That means "cleaning" (redynamicising my organizational paradigm) my room. I didn't get very far. Its a large tiring effort.

Slept in til 0930 on monday. Went to school. Did all the check out stuff that they'd let me. Turned in all my books to compandlithellofnoremorse (to much applause from the mortalseniorenglish class that was in there -- I had them all stuffed into a paper bag, it was rather amusing). Talked to neilson for a while.

When 1030 came around, I ran to catch mandie before she entered germanolucasroomofwonder. Found jen too. I could've found most anyone. I was standing in the middle of the former hallwayofdeath (the one I've managed to avoid for quite some time now, to avoid impending harrassment case). I proceeded to enter the germanolucasroomofwonder so that I could "sign" jen's "yearbook". I did that. lucas didn't seem to notice until quite a while afterward. She then saw me and started rambling things in german. I left since I figured she was probably trying to kick me out since she had an odd look on her face. (Not that its unusual for people to have odd looks on their faces when I'm around. Its just that it also often means they're trying to get rid of me too.) As I found out later, she was indeed kicking me out. (I'm not one to stick around when someone starts rambling about in a language I don't understand, particularly German.) So I left there and went to go see Denton.

Because you can never talk to Denton enough. I talked to her for the entirety of the class period, took two IBM keyboards from her (after fixing their minor problems), and left to go meet mandie and jen again. And mandie even got a keyboard to carry around with her.

After kidnapping her, we ran away to Big Heng and mocked the mexcian waterboy working at a chinese restraunt. (Bad bad.) Dropped her off and slept. Decided that there was no point in going to the apbio study session. There's no way I can prepare for that test in two days. I gave up. And slept all day. Ran with my parents all evening doing shit for my sisters wedding. (Her getting married is not my fault. Why do I have to participate?)

Slept til noon today. Went to school to tell guidance I was giving up on yet another test. That was a five minute effort. I spent two hours at school. Heh. Most of it was spent talking to brock and denton. (I really wanted that TV, damnit.) Brock got two keyboards too. Dadiv should've gotten some too.

Came home and wrote a nice long story about someone named Steven I used to know to mandie. I don't think she fully enjoyed it as much as I did. But we can pretend.

I found a yearbook from Peoria Elementrary, 1988, on Sunday. It really made me trip out a bit. It amazes me that I was alive that long ago. I have a hard time believing that I was alive in the 80s. But anyway, they had a listing for 'most likely to succeed'. There was this guy listed (I would mention his name, but I'd rather not). I was intrigued. twelve years was definitly enough to graduate high school and college and make a life for yourself. I looked him up. He's done all sorts of things. He got a compsci degree from CalTech. Worked at MERL for a while (Mitsubishi Electronics Research Lab). And now he's doing graduate work at the MIT AI lab doing computer vision stuff. I'd say he was succesful.

Anyway, yearbooksarefun. Heh. Oh, and that was not the story about Steven. Thats a much longer story involving lots of details and far more irony.

I did a little work stuff earlier today (shock).

I finally broke down and installed Red Hat 6.2 on my laptop yesterday. Debian finally pissed me off enough to trash it. RH is actually fairly impressive. Its no where near as annoying as it used to be. And it actually worked on the first try. Nice. I might just keep it. (Its integration with GNOME is impressive. This is how GNOME is Supposed to be, but I never had the patience to get it there.)

Hum. I have to get up fairly early tomorrow. To go finish sign-out. And then do graduation rehersal. Ugh. But then I can sleep the rest of the day. (My life is all about sleep right now. I've got 220+ days to make up for.)

I decided I'm leaving the 24th. And take two days to get out there. I was planning on stopping to see the Cases in SoCal, but I haven't heard from them. Oh well. My room at the Motel 6 in Palo Alto is reserved for the 25th through the 1st. Then I get to move into the apartment. (That is the plan I guess. I'm still not so optimistic that we'll make the 1st.)

Oh well. I need to finish reorganizing this room. Too much shit. Anybody want some? (Selection subject to my personal approval. yes, me, not just a random person at this house. Becuase you could claim Annika said most anything. And she might just mean what she's babbling about, but I doubt it. Nay, it must be my personal approval.)

Uhm... Wow. Its over.

Turned in the Fosterwebb paper. She boggled. She said okay, she'd pass me. Yay. So now I can fail physics.

Took the AP CompSci AB exam on Tue. Easier than expected. Probably too easy. I'm guessing a 4, mainly because I screwed up on some tree stuff on the last half of the free response questions. I probably could've mended it better than I did, but I was really tired. That was halfway through the third hour of the test. I wanted to Leave. (Not to mention the fact that theres a major difference between a pencil eraser and a backspace key. I want the backspace key.) The multiple choice part was impressively easy, however. And thats probably what will get me the 4. There were a few things that were ambiguous without knowing how the apfoo classes are implemented (I've never worked with them before that test, let alone read the code for them). [And they use C++ templates. I can't think of any more borked feature of C++ than templates. (Oh, and I haven't read a single piece of real C++ code in probably three years. That really wasn't helping the situation either.)] One of the questions was something like 'Would implementing member function foo this way be more effecient than the way it is currently implemented in the apvector class?'. I had no idea. I left it blank. It was one of a mere THREE that I left blank. (I don't remember what the other two were. I think one concerned the case study, which I'd never seen before either, but they gave me code for, and something else. Shrug.) I finished the test quite early. I had a half-hour left on the multiple choice section and about the same on the free response. Luckily I was the only one taking it and she let me continue. (And yes, I kept my wrappers. They can be added to my AP Wrapper Collection from last year.)

Finished the calc final. Decided against the calc AP test (aparently Capuano really wanted me to take it too, but eh). Since I had the CompSci test at noon on Tue, she let me move the first part (calc+noncalc free response) to Thu instead. I ended up with a final adjusted score of 86%. Which is rather impressive considering 1) I didn't study, 2) I wasn't trying because 3) I only had to get a score of approximatly 30% to keep my A in the class. So that was all well. I kept my A. As expected.

I didn't do the compandlithellofnoremorse speech on Wed as I expected. Mel hissed at me and told me to do it Fri, so I complied. (Who am I to disagree with a hissing Mel?) In fact, I put off the whole paperspeech until Friday. I started around 0100 Fri. Finished roughly two hours later. Didn't prepare a speech at all. Got up halfway through class and babbled for a bit and sat down. 96%. Haha. (Yes, that is emmensly amusing.) Anyway, if I can get an A on the paper part, I might be able to ACTUALLY GET AN A IN COMPANDLIT. I doubt it, though. (Aparently I had an 88% in there before that, which is fairly disturbing in itself. The paperspeech might bring it up to roundable numbers.)

As for the physics final, I could care less. I can fail that class just fine. But I doubt I did. Probably a C. Definitly not higher. Oh well. The first C I've ever gotten. Sob. (Yes, I did have a D for a while, but that doesn't count because its not on my permanent record anymore.) The final was word-for-word the same as the 'review'. Except the questions were in a different order. It seemed easy, so I'm sure I failed.

Didn't make it to the choir concert on Thu. Sigh.

Left for flagstaff around 1530. Blah. Boring few days. Got home mid-evening Sat.

Oh, somewhere in there, I ordered and recieved my Sony VAIO (PCG-F450) laptop. I love it. Especially the pretty graphics and stereo sound that it does on bootup instead of that lamer 'beep' that every elses' machines do. I haven't had time to get linux on it til tonight. I did debian again. It impressed me a lot when I did dt, so I decided to go for it again. Few problems. Mainly because I'm using slink, which uses 2.0.36. Horrible for such a new machine. Also, the video chip is only supported by newer XFree's. And the sound isn't supported at all yet. The ALSA guys say "sometime in May". I guess if they're not fast enough, I'll grab the specs and hack something up myself. I Need sound.

The tight integration is what impresses me so. I mean, the fact that they let the BIOS know that theres a real sound card there just amuses me. And it makes for an impressive bootup. The hardware is cleanly styled. The hard drive is an IBM. The DVD drive is a real Toshiba. And a real intel pentium iii (500mhz). And probably a real Sony 14.1in panel. All very nice. The keyboard has a very nice clean, light feel to it. Great for typing really really fast. Its a bit of an odd layout, but so was my old one. Its just a matter of getting used to a new form of oddity.

I've only noticed two glaring problems. One, there is no global hardware mute. My old laptop was cheap enough that it had a standard manual knob on the side to control the master output volume. Not on the VAIO, of course. Also, there is no off button. At least that I can see. Perhaps I missed something. If you hit the on button and the machine is already on, it goes into suspend-to-ram. Which doesn't do much for getting you out of a hard blue screen or a major Oops. Pulling the battery is the only way I've found yet. Thats a major problem.

But its a nice laptop anyway. Highly recommended.

I think I'm done for now. I really just wanted to say that I'm really done with high school. Just a few formalities left (like turning in the dozen or so compandlit novels I have stashed somewhere in this room and getting the final okay from my counselor and then the actual worthless graduation ceremony). No more real classes. I do have to take that Bio AP test though. I can get fairly decent credit for that from CU if I get a 4 or a 5. But I haven't really studied at all and I don't think Schmidt thinks I can do it. He may be right. Oh well.

Wheeee.... Someone shoot me.

I've got too much work to do. And its not completely my fault. (Yes it is. But I can still blame someone else.)

I was reminded Wednesday that I was going to california on thursday. Band trip. I really wish it had been earlier in the year, when I less to do. But it was a nice break anyway. I managed to avoid caring about anything the entire weekend. But I was still in my numb stupor anyway (the same one I've been in for about six months now -- long story that I really don't care to discuss -- sha la la la).

Thursday was just busy. Had to go to school. Physics and compandlit. Did nothing in either. Came home and went out to chinese with my grandparents. Came home and packed real quick. Took a 45min nap. Left to school and eventually to california.

Wandered around the San Diego Zoo on Fri morning. Wandered around the beach (and watched tara poke things) for a few hours following. Wandered around (and got lost repeatidly while listening to tara's rock man story) Seaport Village that evening. Didn't get very much sleep at all (two hours tops). Got up at 0500, left for LA, and Disneyland. Had a clinic thing where we were honored with the chance to mutilate the music from Fantasmic, and then run around the park for the next 14hrs.

The new Space Montain is disturbing. I don't plan on doing that again. When offered the chance to do it again at 11pm, I gave up and went and sat on a bench. Where I met people even more disturbing: random kiddie girls (freshmen most likely) running around taking pictures of rude, tired people sitting on benches near the Frozen Head of Walt at 11pm. Well, I found it disturbing anyway. Eh.

Am I the only one who has the urge to drive across the country a few times, just for the hell of it?

Left disneyland entirely too tired and my feet overly sore just past midnight. The tram drivers are dolts. Half-slept all the way home. I was so entirely tired that I basically gave up on feeling the severe amount of pain that is involved in getting someone of my size to sleep in seats of that size for extended periods of time. The sleep was unsatisfying. But it gave me something to do besides complain. Got home at 0800 or something.

Came home and fiddled for a while. Went to bed around noon. Got up around 1600. Started on homework things. Stayed up straight through til 1600 Monday. Its been a fun few days. Heh. (Shoot me. Please.)

I got inspired to do the Fosterwebb paper. Thats what kept me up so much yesterday. I finally finished it a few hours ago. Total page count of 13. It had better get me an A in that class. (If I get an A in that class, I can get a C in physics and a B in compandlithellofnoremorse and still get a 3.625 GPA this year.)

Also took the government final at lunch today. That means I've completed my first class this semester. Only four more to go. (All the rest of them end in four days. Friday. Rejoice.)

I'm about ready to resort to a TODO list for this week, but I think by the time I got everything written out, the week would be over. But heres the basics: First part of the calc final tomorrow (90min free response), followed immediatly by the AP Compsci AB test at noon (three hours), and then concert tomorrow night. Wednesday involves giving a 'speech' in compandlit, and the band banquet at night (its an early-out, however, so I get some extra sleep that day, so I can stay up all night working on homework). Thursday we start review for the physics final (which I should easily fail out of some bizarre technicality to prove that I am wrong and she is Right And God). I also get to work on my paper on wed and thu for compandlit to turn in on friday. May also go to the choir concert on thursday if I get a chance. Friday brings the final part of the calc final (we have a piece everyday start Tuesday), along with the physics final, and turning in my compandlit paper (and giving the speech if I didn't make it on Wed). And then come home friday, sigh, and go to bed. (Actually, no. I have to go to flagstaff to go to my sister's graduation at NAU. Bahhhh.)

I think all I have to do monday is show up, make sure all my teachers agree that I should get the hell out of here, and meet with a counselor one last time.

Wednesday is the AP Bio test. I'll have plenty of time to study for that, since its the very last academic thing I have to do, and it doesnt happen for several days after The End of this week.

Thursday is graduation. All will be over and I can run for the border ASAP.

Fun, eh? As long as I can get through Friday without failing anything, I'm done. Heh. Sounds a lot easier than its really going to be. (Passing compandlit is my only major concern at this point. I can fail physics, I could care less. Its numerically impossible for me to get anything less than a B in calc, even if I don't take the final at all. The AP tests aren't worth _that_ much to me since they'll most likely do nothing for me in the end anyway. So, its just compandlit that needs to be saved. I have an 88% in there now. Higher than I thought. But this paper+speech is _big_, and could easily fail me. Shoot me. Please.)

Thats enough ranting about passing high school.

Bleh. I don't feel all that great.

Only went to school for compandlithellofnoremorsebuttheypromiseitsalmostover. Skipped physics. The teacher finally just gave up on trying to teach and played Apollo 13. Which was even more incentive for me sleep in instead. Compandlit was boring ontop of that. Came home and slept all oafternoon, while I should've been doing homework.

Spent all evening at borders and barnsandnoble. I should write that paper for Fosterwebb so I can easily get a 3.5 or so this year. Bleh.

"You know...for the past few months, i've been anxiously waiting a light in this horrid cold darkness. Then, finally, tonight, you answered that cry in chaos. Now that you've let me in on the interesting facets of your ceiling fan, i can sleep better and know the world is a better place. Thank you." -- The Socialistwonder.

I'll probably stay up reading tonight, since I slept so much this afternoon.

I have nothing else to say.

This should definitly be the best month in a long time, so we'll use my favorite color. Black. (You never saw that coming did you. I was careful to include the word 'black' in the opening of the last few months. You should be more perceptive.)

Last month was the smallest volume in the history of this log (and thats a long time). It was a mere 36kb. (I keep stats on things like this.)

Nothing much happening at this point. The weekend was a waste, except for a small chunk of Sunday. I took the Big Risk and installed debian on deepthought. So shoot me. dt was running horribly. And 95something day up time was enough. Just enough. Enough to clap about but still nowhere close to the record of the house. Anyway, everything went rather smoothly once I did it for real. (I tried to do test installs on mediocris using a spare drive. But everything was going wacky because that drive is aparently bad. Once I did dt directly, everything was fine.)

dt is now also running 2.3.99-pre6. Its had the highest uptime of all the 2.3.99's I've tried (ie, more than twenty mintues). In fact, its been up for 1d5h. Amazing. That means its using the new netfilter code too. Works great as far as I can tell. dt feels snappier with 2.3.99 than with 2.3.10mid1. But its probably my imagination. Everything is usually my imagination. (But I have a bad imagination. Isn't that horrible? Its the ultimate in masochistic realities.)

So, everything should work just fine on dt again. 'w' works without segfaulting. 'passwd' works without doing weird things. Everything works.

That is, except for procmail. I can't get procmail to work. It should just be automagically working. But its not. I also tried the ~/.forward method. If a .forward exists, all my mail sinks into a hole somewhere. I have no idea where. So, I'm stuck with manually running formail until I figure that out. At least it didn't unexpectly newfs my drive. (errr, mkfs. I still think BSD ocassionally. Damn imagination. You'd think I could have better dreams than ones that involve creating new filesystems.)

Let me know if you have any strange troubles with dt. Its been working abit too well.

Oh, and the Promise IDE card thing. If you use 2.0/2.2 kernels, it will always come up as ide2/3 (hde and on) no matter whether you actually have any other controllers or not. I don't. So the drive that should've been hda turns up as hde. And you can't install lilo on it. (Remember this problem? You should. I ranted on it for several weeks while i was building dt two years ago.) Well, the problem went away with 2.3.10 or so. Well, it came back in 2.3.99. And whats worse, I can't convince Andre that theres a problem with that behavior. Grrr. So, if I wanted to reinstall lilo, I have to boot into 2.3.10 to do it. That means a kernel upgrade looks like: build kernel, copy over, vi lilo.conf, reboot into 2.3.10 with root=/dev/hda3, /sbin/lilo, reboot into new kernel with root=/dev/hde3. Fun, eh?

Sigh. The world will never learn to listen to me.

Only had to go to school for three hours today. That was nice. Two would've been better. A day off would've been better. Luckily the AIMS testing that the soph and juniors get to do is making it useless for seniors to be at school. So they decided "lets let them out at 1030 then!". Very nice of them. You'll notice that they put it right at three hours, though. Thats a key number. If any student doesn't go to school for at least three hours on a given day, the school didn't make money off of that student that day. That would be a big loss to have the entire senior class do that. Heh.

So just band and calc today. Very boring. Oh, and five minutes of physics. They made us go back to our second hour for "10 minutes" (they really meant five minutes -- teachers are liars -- thats the irony of their existance). Came home. Got in my cartruck and left. Had to go to Goodyear (Yates) to pick up my license plate. I still don't understand why they couldn't mail it to me. Anyway, its 20mi out there. But gas is cheap out there. And I needed gas anyway. (I ran it all the way down to 1gal remaining just to get the goodyear price!) Also went to Hollywood Video to be stalked by some bored guy who seemed to think he was an employee of somesort (normalpeople are scary). I actually went because greatfeet said that they had Catch-22 the movie on sale. They didn't. Luckily it proved entertaining anyway, as I'd yet to see the new graffiti on the building (some sort of grid-like thing...but they couldn't master the art of painting a straight line with a spray can -- its an admittitly difficult thing to do). Oh well. Nothing productive today.

I should really start doing more homework. Heh.