some more stuff...

i think i did pretty well on the exam this morning...i got a full 3 hrs of sleep or so this time...i might've been a little off on the dates, but on the actual argumentative stuff i think i possibly may have kicked arse...i prob'ly even went overboard w/ too much detail...which is good...but of course since i'm thinking i did pretty well i prob'ly fucking bombed it...more school news: my plans for graduation might be getting thwarted...i'm not sure but i think you have to have a minimum of a c (i.e. c-'s don't count) for courses in your major...which means i'll have to retake some classes i didn't think i would...i'd better check up on that...this will really fucking suck shit if i have to take operating systems YET again...but anyway...pointless details of the day: work...then i went to Brad's...Brad, Mary, Tish, and Shade were there...and it errupted into a blinding explosion of excitement that manifested itself in the form of a game of couples Aggravation...somehow in this rollercoaster of thrills i ended up at Justin's apartment...the other Justin was there too...now i'm home...i might even get a full night's sleep BEFORE class...

Things I Lost in the Fire: a story

( following a trend...and making it BETTER! )

the prophecy

i just had a word come to me in a dream...i had gotten up due to my alarm but then i started to go back to bed...i somehow woke up a few minutes later, just after a word came to me in dream form on a giant billboard: "MANumental"...i think it's a sign...(pretty deep, eh?) and just before that, when i woke up the first time, i was having a dream about Elvis before he got all famous...he was a black hermaphrodite and the guy that discovered him (i don't think he played any music before...him and another guy from Sun were scouting looking for ppl who looked like they'd be good stars...) was in love w/ him or something...but Elvis didn't wanna be a rock star or whatever at first...i awoke before i was able to find out how that transpired...also, when he caught up w/ Elvis (him and the other guy saw him walking down the street and chased after him 'cuz they thought "that's the guy! that's our future star" or whatever) at the door for the dorm of whatever university he was going to, he tried to talk to him but Elvis was bitter 'cuz he's a hermaphrodite and that's when he showed off his parts and stormed inside...the cop/security guard suggested using the room just inside the emergency exit door or whatever if he wanted to have "some wholesome fun" (or something like that, the word "wholesome" was used...) but he should prob'ly go in the dorm room if he wanted to have full-on vagina sex...i guess back in the 50's the conservative attitude towards hermaphroditic sex was that it was okay as long as you were only participating in the homosexual shemanigans and i guess having sex w/ a hermaphrodite as if it was a woman wasn't quite as acceptable...but the impression was given that everyone still did it both ways fairly often anyway...the cop kind've had the wink-wink attitude goin' on...i just found that pretty amusing...i wish i could remember my dreams more often, but i never remember them when i wake up...i guess they're typically so incoherent that there's not really much to remember as a concise whole anyway...just a bit here that'll turn into something completely different 2 minutes later...but unless i'm awoken in the middle, i usually don't remember anything anyway...i guess it's good that i got to hold onto that one...and the aforementioned word of the future that i must now go forth and preach the gospel on...

Films

yea...i'm at Paul's and have participated in some wacky cinematography...(i made one of these a looong time ago...i wonder if i still have the link in my old email box...) the first one's all me...the second one was a collaboration w/ Paul (even though it cut my name out of the credits for some reasons...bastards robbed me! it was prob'ly the damned '&' stupid characters...Paul says i should clarify and that by "characters" i was referring to the symbol that makes up a small part of our written english grammar as a shorthand means of representing the english word "and," not characters in the cheesy flash animation...)
The Story of Me (by me, for you...)
The Story of Bobbi (an Ethan & Robert joint)