I Wrote an Emo Song! Ha!

After waking up at four in the afternoon today, I ended up going to dinner with Laura, Mallory, Sophia, and Stephanie… Afterwards, we (including Nick Kelly who showed up later) exchanged humorous stories about Halloween and middle/high school… We also watched Shoes, Muffins, Text Message Break Up, Love Letters, the Zelda and the Wand of Gamelon opening and ending, and the Link and the Faces of Evil opening and ending. Nick, Laura, and I also perused Audio Atrocities and Zany Video Game Quotes for some good ol’ fashioned bad voice acting. After that, we went down to Nick Kelly’s room so I could learn about the Twelve Tone Technique. Andrew, Nick’s roommate, and Tim came by later on…

One thing led to another and we actually ended up writing part of a stereotypical emo song.

Our song, entitled “Asexual, Clinically-Depressed-Because-He-Can’t-Get-Any Puffkin”, tells the tale of a puffkin named Happy who unfortunately cannot experience the joys of sex and must reproduce asexually. He describes his angst and anguish in great detail with lines such as, “My heart should be full of fluff, but instead I find bloody hatred” and “My tag says my name is Happy, but I call myself Anguish.” Nick surprised me with how quickly he came up with the notation. Apparently, emo has such a formatted, predictable style it becomes rather easy to do. Well, all popular music works that way I suppose… Either way, I had a blast helping with the song. We hope to continue it at some point in time and find people to perform the song. Though thoroughly confused with all the “musicspeak”, I still had a good time.

~I’m an Asexual, Clinically-Depressed-Because-He-Can’t-Get-Any PUFFKIN!

Apparently, the Skunk is a Terrifying Menace to Society

Ok… Seriously, an officer called in a skunk “terrorizing” Terrace 10. What the hell? I understand that skunks spray a rather foul, virulent liquid and that being drenched in said liquid would be most unpleasant, but “terrorizing”? They’re mostly harmless… The spraying begins when someone scares them; they don’t run up to someone in a berserker rage. It’s not like an army of skunks rounded the hill and charged the campus or that one was found with a knife and a crack pipe attacking a girl screaming “Where’s my money, bitch?! Where’s my money?!”. Maybe a skunk suicide bomber would be skunk terrorism… Just imagine that thing exploding… Stink juice everywhere… Ew.

If a fear of skunk attacks happened to be the reason why dispatch forced us to stay out an extra thirty minutes, I’d be speechless… Nothing happened tonight. I don’t know why they kept for that long us anyway. Bah…

Mao!

Oh, how good it was to get out and do something tonight! Nicole and Laura’s friends from back home, Rory and Lori, came to Ithaca this weekend… Very cool people, I must say. Anyway, I introduced Rory, Lori, and Nicole to Mao. Hilarity ensued.
Rules from Mao included:

Cleaning up after royalty
Exclaiming “Zanzibar!”
Telling Lori she’s beautiful
Telling Lori you love her
The fangirl scream
Squawking
Cooing (Pigeon calling)
Telling Laura she’s awesome
Cutting the deck
Slapping the deck
Doing the “Laura Foot Dance”

I almost killed Laura with a funny face (very uncharacteristic of me). Apparently, she laughed so hard that she couldn’t breathe. I learned a couple of hand games including Concentration, in which the group sits in a circle and names things from a given category while completing the appropriate handclap pattern.

Uneventful Events

Overall, I'd describe today as uneventful... My abnormal psych professor accidentally flipped us all off... Yeah... Oh! My Research Methods test today must have been a joke. I don't know what the professor was thinking. I believe the following to be an almost exact duplicate of something on the test:

What is the tendency to search for or interpret information in a way thatconfirms one's preconceptions, leading to statistical errors?
A. Aardvark
B. Confirmation Bias
C. Tomato soup with a sprig of basil
D. TOTALLY THIS ONE

I hate her so much.

Monday night shifts on SASP appear to be the least stressful of them all, so I may take them more often. Things of note during the shift:

PDAs annoy me.
One can order takeout from Towers Dining Hall if a SASP member is currently working on the job.
It is very possible to slack off for an hour straight with no one noticing.
My partner fell in love with a stripper with two kids last weekend.
Giant water rats live in the pond near the Office of Public Safety.

(Also, WRYYYYYY!)

Halloween

I opted to not get dressed up for Halloween this year… mainly because I couldn’t find a costume and refused to wear a sheet with eye holes. I considered going as a “Venetian Blind” for the horrible pun factor: the traditional Venetian garb plus dark sunglasses and a cane. Aki went as the Goblin King (played by David Bowie) from the movie Labyrinth. Allie considered going as the stolen baby from the same movie, but decided on Kelly from Shoes instead. Other considered costumes included: gum under a shoe (dressing in all pink and attaching a shoe to the head), Slutty Hermione from Harry Potter (“Attractus Unwanted-Suitorsus!” so to speak), and a giant piece of sushi (chopsticks not included). Her friend Sam decided to go as Mary-Kate Olsen, nibbling away at a cracker all day and complaining about how full she felt.

Last night, on my way to the library, the half-moon gazed over campus, turning those afflicted with lycanthropy into quasi-werewolves just in time for the Halloween parties. I walked behind Little Bo Peep, a prom queen, and a scantily-clad princess, all of whom smelled strongly of something the caterpillar from Alice and Wonderland might be smoking. Little Bo Peep giggled nonstop, remarking that she had lost her sheep and wanted some food (preferably not mutton, I assumed). The prom queen elbowed her several times to quiet down, while the princess staggered into a tree. They supported one another as they ascended the stairs to Towers, only to be attacked by a large group of ninjas. I couldn’t bear to watch the slaughter, so I turned into the library before I heard the inevitable screams. True story.

An Introduction

Well, I haven’t done this in a while…

I published a private blog last year in order to put my thoughts to paper… Well, electronic coding… or... whatever. I really enjoyed doing it, but I stopped updating a while ago due to laziness and other things. Anyway, I’m ready to start up a blog again—a public one this time! All of my friends have one, so I felt kinda left out. Hmm… Now, I’ll probably start updating the other blog since this one will get me back into the habit… (Which is the real blog, I’ll never tell, ha ha.)

Maybe I’ll talk about the bat scare in Williams Hall and the mechanics of “Death Skip-It” later… but that’s all for now.