Topic: Blog Thread II: Beyond Blogosphere. (Read 773777 times)

Slick · « **Reply #1900 on:** 31 Mar 2009, 21:21 »

ugghhh fuuuckkk come to Canada university's much cheaper. Also we are beautiful socialists.

Lines · « **Reply #1901 on:** 31 Mar 2009, 21:34 »

Man, no. See. Your border patrol aren't nice. You tell them you are meeting the internet and they search your car. Just ask Mai and Katie.

Also, I am not in Canada. Therefore it is the wrong choice.

MrBlu · « **Reply #1902 on:** 31 Mar 2009, 21:40 »

@#$% I don't want to hear about Canada/US border patrol.

I flew up to Canada to spend the summer with my family. In that time we decided to drive down to NY to visit some other fam. They checked our stuff and realized: "Oh, snap. This kid isn't Canadian/American, or is he a citizen."

So we spent 2 freakin' hours sitting down in the border office sorting my self out. It didn't make it any better that me and my cousin were going "Is it because of [insert borderline illegal act]?"

ViolentDove · « **Reply #1903 on:** 31 Mar 2009, 23:34 »

Hey what's the name of that percussion instrument that you hit and it makes a "boing" sound?

BeoPuppy · « **Reply #1904 on:** 31 Mar 2009, 23:59 »

A gong?

Elizzybeth · « **Reply #1905 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 00:05 »

Quote from: Linds on 31 Mar 2009, 21:34

You tell them you are meeting the internet and they search your car.

But if you tell them you are meeting meat life friends, they assume you're meeting the internet.

I was held in customs at the Canadian border for about two hours, too, when I was fifteen and flew up alone to visit a friend's cabin on Salt Spring Island, off British Columbia. I had a note from my parents, but because my father was running late as we were leaving for the airport, I'd handwritten it and he'd signed it (evidently fifteen-year-old girl handwriting is noticeably different from 45-year-old male handwriting. Who knew?). The customs officer explained that they had no way of knowing whether or not I was running off to live with my internet boyfriend without my parents' consent.

ackblom12 · « **Reply #1906 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 00:26 »

I gpt held up at the Canadian border. They apparently thought it was weird that I was coming with a 1 way bus ticket, no cash and meeeting the internet.

Fuckers.

Storm Rider · « **Reply #1907 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 00:26 »

Quote from: Ptommydski on 31 Mar 2009, 18:22

This is astonishing. Prime Achewood at its top Dollar best brilliance.

That quote was phiz as hell to me, personally. Although, I guess the two have a lot in common now that I think about it.

ViolentDove · « **Reply #1908 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 01:42 »

Quote from: BeoPuppy on 31 Mar 2009, 23:59

A gong?

No, it's a more humorous noise that starts low in pitch and rises quickly.

MrBlu · « **Reply #1909 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 02:03 »

Triangle? Cowbell?

pwhodges · « **Reply #1910 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 02:08 »

You know, it was bad enough when they came up with the idea of patenting genes (like, you know, they existed already - they didn't get invented). Now see the brave new future for your genes: sponsorship! Sponsor a gene, and if you pay enough you get to name it (so long as you're quick - there's only a day to do it)!

Lunchbox · « **Reply #1911 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 02:27 »

Kettledrums! Timpani! Invaluable for Funniest Home Videos!

Barmymoo · « **Reply #1912 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 03:02 »

Guys, this is something important I hadn't considered yet. Do I need a note from my parents about going to America? Are they going to stop me at border control and ask me why I am coming to America? Would it harm my chances of getting in if I tell them I am going to meet some people off the Internet and potentially marry one of them?

Lines · « **Reply #1913 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 03:15 »

Steel drum maybe?

May - No. You are a cute British girl, so you will be ok. Just don't mention babies in a closet and you'll be okay!

Also blogginess: Waking up at 3 am in pain is not fun. Neither is not being able to fall asleep again either. Neither is being paranoid because you saw a bug in the bathroom. I didn't have my glasses on, but it was either a centipede or a silverfish. UGH. I hate being terrified of creepy crawly things.

Eris · « **Reply #1914 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 03:30 »

Flexatone! I thought it was a vibraslap, but that is the rattly soundy one rather than the comedic bwoing-y sounding one. I asked a Brass Quintet who happened to be in my loungeroom and half of them said vibraslaps, too. But then again, they aren't percussionists.

Blog! It's been raining a lot lately, but I went to sleep early-ish last night so I was a bit more rested. I stupidly wore dunlop volley slip-ons, so my feet got all soggy and the train I was expecting to catch didn't actually turn up, so I got the (delayed) all stations to Telarah train that came half an hour later. Meanwhile a large group of ladies were drinking goon right next to me, straight from the bag, in preparation for their pub crawl. I came home and changed straight into my duckie pyjamas and made a cuppa tea to combat the soggy-feet-ness.

Also! I found out that my Auslan (australian sign language) tutor is actually a deaflympian swimmer! She won medals and broke australia's record for breaststroke a few times and hold the record for 100 and 200m breaststroke! We all recognised her name, but weren't sure it was her until we saw a bit of the Opening Ceremony and she was in the parade. Nuts! We're all going to be super congratulatory when we see her next because we are cheeky buggers. This week it was looking up swearwords in the Auslan dictionary, next week it's bowing to her swimming prowess. We're such a silly group of people.

Lunchbox · « **Reply #1915 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 04:05 »

Quote from: Lunchbox on 01 Apr 2009, 02:27

Kettledrums! Timpani! Invaluable for Funniest Home Videos!

Dang you guys, it is this thing.
I even have a sound effect link! Come onnnnn.

ViolentDove · « **Reply #1916 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 04:47 »

Sorry guys Hannah won. That timpani noise would work as well though, and someone somewhere else suggested jew's harp which could also work, but the one I was thinking of was the flexatone.

Man that's a load off my mind. Goddamn silly percussion should be a field of musicology all of its own.

Elizzybeth · « **Reply #1917 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 07:02 »

Quote from: Barmymoo on 01 Apr 2009, 03:02

Guys, this is something important I hadn't considered yet. Do I need a note from my parents about going to America?

No. Being over 18 makes all the difference, there.

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Are they going to stop me at border control and ask me why I am coming to America?

Probably. That's the kind of thing they ask, in general, when you go from country to country.

benji · « **Reply #1918 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 07:20 »

If you're over 18, you won't need a note from anyone. You can apply for a tourist or business visa at customs. They'll ask you whether you're there for business or pleasure. Just say "pleasure" and if they ask for more information, say you're meeting some friends. That's probably all they'll care about.

pen · « **Reply #1919 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 07:59 »

Bloggg! I want a vacation. I've been working lots of overtime lately, and I'm pretty much ready to burst. A coworker informed me she's going to the Bahamas in July, and now all I can think of are beaches and frothy beverages. I was online looking at flights to different places and pulled another search for the Chicagocon. Seems the prices has dropped low enough that I may be able to attend, but considering how busy it's been at work, it still may not be possible. I tend to get my hopes up when I see a good deal, and I really should know better, but that's just how it goes.

Lines · « **Reply #1920 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 08:54 »

Update! I am staying home from work because I feel like shit! Also the bug I mentioned before was some form of small beetle thing, I guess. I sprayed around the bathroom and my doorway. Supposedly the little guy decided to crawl 6 feet up my door jam and hang around there til he died. Seriously. He didn't come down til I poked him with my shoe. He is now resting in peace in a sewer and I am peacefully resting in bed.

Fuck you, bugs. I will bust a motha fuckin spray in yo motha fuckin face, bitches.

(Peacefully resting in bed is boring, can you tell?)

pwhodges · « **Reply #1921 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 09:03 »

Quote from: Linds on 01 Apr 2009, 08:54

(Peacefully resting in bed is boring, can you tell?)

So get up! Go and hunt bugs! And kill them!

Emaline · « **Reply #1922 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 09:05 »

My roommate is officially gone forever today. And I'm alone and bored. And sad. Sigh.

Jace · « **Reply #1923 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 09:27 »

I was kicked out of Kung Fu last night for getting in a fight with my instructor during class. Things are now very tense at home (because my instructor is my flatmate), I am probably going to have to find a new place to live when our lease is up. We also now have a closed door policy, and I probably won't be able to work at the game store, or even hang out there any more on the weekends because he is also there.

Lines · « **Reply #1924 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 09:43 »

Quote from: pwhodges on 01 Apr 2009, 09:03

Quote from: Linds on 01 Apr 2009, 08:54
(Peacefully resting in bed is boring, can you tell?)

So get up! Go and hunt bugs! And kill them!

I am sick! But I have tea. Tea is a better alternative to bugs.

pwhodges · « **Reply #1925 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 09:46 »

Wish you better before you are overrun by bugs!

Emaline · « **Reply #1926 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 12:41 »

So, I bathed my dog. In my shower in my tiny bathroom. We flooded the room, but man we are so clean right now.

When I opened the bathroom door we both ran out, and slipped on the floor and slid a bit. Then we played with a towel and I sang Outkast to her, and she barked and I barked with her. And man, I was just playing with my dog and being loud and having fun and being silly.

And then I realized that my window is open.

Its a nice day out. All my neighbors are outside. And they all heard me singing. And barking.

Johnny C · « **Reply #1927 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 13:21 »

Quote from: Sam on 31 Mar 2009, 18:58

go to ____________ college

"i love college" -ally roth

Allybee · « **Reply #1928 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 13:30 »

what?

Kylos · « **Reply #1929 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 18:27 »

Today, I went to the G20 protests in London to take photos with my friend for his journalism course.
I was on the front line pretty much all the way through, including the RBS incident, and I can tell you that it was the most exciting thing i've ever done. Even though I'm a tad claustrophobic, being surrounded by that many people and getting crushed and stamped on, and climbing things to get the perfect photo was simply amazing. I feel incredibly guilty and uninformed for not really knowing what it was all about, but then I remember that a lot of people who went didn't know either.
Riot police are the closest anyone will ever come to a roman army, and I have a whole lot more respect for policemen in general after today.
Also, the shields are hard. Real hard.

tania · « **Reply #1930 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 19:23 »

so close so close so close

Dimmukane · « **Reply #1931 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 20:11 »

So, none of the flowers in my area decided to bloom until today. I fully expect them to shrivel back into hiding for the next two weeks.

Other than that, my best friend leaves for Arizona before I wake up tomorrow for a total of 2 years. The past few days I've been pretty bummed about it, but for whatever reason am not all that worried anymore.

Also, I think I have a kidney stone. Not a bad one. In fact, probably pretty tame. There's some kind of tightness or pressure back there that has been there since last night, and it kind of hurts when I stretch in certain directions. Taking a couple Ibuprofen did pretty much nothing, which didn't matter anyway since it doesn't really hurt. Any previous stone passers/medical professionals know what my deal is?

tania · « **Reply #1932 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 20:58 »

aaaand the last paper of my undergrad is finally done!

there is no one left here in the library to high five but i am super excited anyway WOOOOOO

MrBlu · « **Reply #1933 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 21:06 »

*Virtual High-Fives*

Ozymandias · « **Reply #1934 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 23:46 »

Doggbros, let me tell you a story.

I have a class at 8am. This is the only class I've had at 8am in my entire 6 year undergrad career.

I go in today at 8am. I turn in my homework which took me 2 minutes to scribble down because it was a flowchart describing how to play rock paper scissors. The professor begins to lecture.

He opens with a story of a database company who put a backdoor in their program so that their technicians could work on the program for clients. He describes how disgruntled employees could take off with the password and suddenly their program is no longer secure. He talks about how companies are paranoid of their sysadmins because of this and rightly so.

He then talks about how when he was getting a job in the 80s, the big thing was companies using computers to model the stock market. However, so many companies were using the same models so accurately that they all sold at the same time and crashed the market.

Then he described how Nikolas(sic) Tesla made a machine that exploited resonant frequencies to make earthquakes.

Then he told us that it's good we're learning this stuff now so we can be useful in the future, because there's a lot of money to be made.

Then he talked about how Los Alamos had a bunch of old programmers who only knew FORTRAN 77 and they needed to modernize so they got a bunch of new C guys who ended up costing them a lot of money and time.

Then class was over.

The class is "Systems Programming".

What the fuck happened to my 45 minutes that could've been spent sleeping at 8am? Why couldn't he have just said he didn't have a lecture and let us go home?

Jesus.

BeoPuppy · « **Reply #1935 on:** 01 Apr 2009, 23:54 »

Sounds like fun!

yesterday, the girl and me celebrated knowing eachother 14 years! Yay! It was a nice dinner date and everyone was happy.

SirJuggles · « **Reply #1936 on:** 02 Apr 2009, 00:16 »

Ozy that sounds exactly like last quarter's class on The Making of the Modern World: The Mining of the Infernal Underworld. That part after the colon was not made known to the class until after lectures had begun.

For the record outside of class we read Paradise Lost and Faust and Hoffman and A Scanner Darkly, and in class the professor showed random B-horror films and rambled extensively on his idea of "doubling".

pwhodges · « **Reply #1937 on:** 02 Apr 2009, 00:36 »

Eh, skip the lectures, and I'll provide the reminiscences. I remember having to program an entire machine in raw hex, but I had to use B-G instead of A-F...

ledhendrix · « **Reply #1938 on:** 02 Apr 2009, 03:07 »

My 9 hours cramming an entire semesters worth of maths yesterday paid off today. Fuckin aced that maths test.

David_Dovey · « **Reply #1939 on:** 02 Apr 2009, 03:29 »

Those of you down with me on Facebook might've seen that somehow some motherfucking shitdick had managed to get a hold of my PayPal password and had taken it upon themselves to transfer US$650- over AUS$900!- to their own account. Luckily the PayPal security cyborg picked it up as being suspicious and placed my account in lockdown and marked the transfer as disputed. "Cool" I thought "Hooray and thank you PayPal for bitchslapping this dude." Not quite...

However, the way the disputes console in PayPal works is that it does not actually put a hold on the transaction, and my fucking money continued to go through to this thief and now I am down over $900 waiting for PayPal to- hopefully- come to the conclusion that shit was suspect and give me back my fucking money. This could take up to ten days. I don't even know if there is any means of punishment for the person who stole my money and/or if the money actually comes back out of their account. It just says "refunded" on the PayPal website. This is some bullshit.

The worst part is, I have no idea how it happened. I have not given anybody my details at all and I would like to think I am pretty fucking savvy when it comes to spam and phishing. Perhaps not?

SirJuggles · « **Reply #1940 on:** 02 Apr 2009, 03:31 »

I have learned something today: never make business propositions after being awake for more than 15 hours. You'll just feel like an idiot about them later.

Actually, upon consideration I'm sure some people have had really awesome economic ideas at about that point. I'm just not one of them.

pwhodges · « **Reply #1941 on:** 02 Apr 2009, 04:22 »

Quote from: David_Dovey on 02 Apr 2009, 03:29

The worst part is, I have no idea how it happened. I have not given anybody my details at all and I would like to think I am pretty fucking savvy when it comes to spam and phishing. Perhaps not?

I felt the same when my CC called me about a fraudulent transaction last weekend - in this case they froze the card on the spot, and are issuing a new one (which I haven't got yet). However, they didn't give me any spiel about security, or quiz me about how I might have compromised it, and after a while I got the impression that they already knew how my CC number had been taken and were acting to minimise the damage as quietly as possible.

valley_parade · « **Reply #1942 on:** 02 Apr 2009, 06:38 »

My macroeconomics class is a ghost town today. There's maybe 5 people on here, including the professor.

Kylos · « **Reply #1943 on:** 02 Apr 2009, 06:43 »

I get to write something for a local newspaper about the protests!
Excitement!

KickThatBathProf · « **Reply #1944 on:** 02 Apr 2009, 08:51 »

Quote from: valley_parade on 02 Apr 2009, 06:38

My macroeconomics class is a ghost town today. There's maybe 5 people on here, including the professor.

How many are there usually?

valley_parade · « **Reply #1945 on:** 02 Apr 2009, 09:04 »

KvP · « **Reply #1946 on:** 02 Apr 2009, 15:15 »

We got that today with our Politics of Organized Interest class. It's stupid, one because it's a 300 level course and thus people shouldn't have even started going if they weren't into their shit, and two because it was our group project collaboration day (due 2 weeks from now) and the low attendance ended up fucking over a good number of the people who did show up.

sean · « **Reply #1947 on:** 02 Apr 2009, 15:48 »

hey internet guess what i got into music school

yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Christophe · « **Reply #1948 on:** 02 Apr 2009, 16:19 »

Patrick · « **Reply #1949 on:** 02 Apr 2009, 17:17 »

Dear blog thread,

First live show was last night. It was truly amazing to experience, despite a lot of things. The rehearsal nearly sent me psychotic though. The exec producer (also, show host/creator) decided to only let us know 5 hours before air time that we were supposed to all go out and buy white athletic shoes if we didn't already have them. There were various other clusterfuck things that made rehearsal shitty.

As for the show itself, it was great up until they made the decision as to which team won. My team (Red Team) lost. So Blue Team went through the process of picking somebody to eliminate. In the end, our group leader got booted. Such an epic morale killer for us all. We all adored that girl, she really brought the group together. We all cried when she got eliminated.

Then today I had to cancel plans to go have lunch with some friends, I just didn't have the energy for it. And they got all pissy at me. So that started a massive fight that I am still feeling pretty wronged over.

tl;dr this has been a shitty, shitty week with one really awesome experience. Still don't know what to make of it.

Love,
Me!

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