Safety tip of the day: When climbing up a sheer rock wall, remember how to climb down.

This is why I usually climb trees, only the ones in Rock Creek park are fairly sucky, being like straight up for like 10 feet until the branches start forking. But the branches stay where they are. With rock walls, all your foot and handholds that you used to climb up mysteriously disappear once you're 8 feet above the ground. Dammity.

Quote of the Day candidate: "Excuse me! Do you know how I could get down?" -me to a random jogger
Quote of the Day candidate: "Goodness. I'm on fire." -Nick

Nick wins.

I think this is a case of that psychology 'projection' thing. I guess it's not that Ms Johnson doesn't like me (even though she's cranky all the time) it's more that I don't like her so it seems like she doesn't like me.

Natali identifies me as the girl who says nasty things about her boyfriend on my blog. Strange, didn't know she read my blog. Maybe she doesn't and someone told her about it. Didn't know people talked about my blog. It's strangely flattering.

Typing this during TOK. Willard won't let me come to physics. See, this is a testament of how I'm not actually doing something useful in any case. BOO. But Willard said too many people were going to 6th from TOK. Theoretically, IMHO, everyone could skip and no one would care. Except for Witch Johnson.

Googlewhack!
ululations pheromones.
Effervescence crenelations.
Thanotic Woman. (Mm, thanotic isn't on dictionary.com. Dammity)

Alex and Sims weren't at Arc. Blah. Rob revealed to me the incompetence of my cataloguing. Though it WAS the Bag From Hell. Basically, all of it was scrap metal.

Wow. Today, I win a record for eating the world's nastiest egg salad sandwich ever.

It has just occured to me that hotdogs are such phallic symbols.

FUCK! FUCK!!! Zifei has tickets to the Winter Olympics Opening Ceremony!!! Holy fuck!!! Geh. He needs to die. Smackk... downnn...

Terry Pratchett has such a funny accent. Not A Cannabis Cake.

Yay, Marquis De Sade's Cat Feeder is done. Didn't think we could do it. Pretty cool... possibly the least shitty physics project I've done. Also. Shot flaming arrows into Alex's fireplace, impaled two logs, to honor the Goddess of Fire, or something. V cool. Stopped when they started ricocheting off the stone panelling inside the fireplace. V dangerous. Shall get stronger rubber band, sharper dowels. Need feathers on the end or something for steering. Aim will probably be v bad anyways.

Garaunteed to scare your pants off. Oh. By the way, translation.. the Chinese there says, "You are (something).... without (something..) you look (adverbly) at the sky. Walk up the street... you see..."

Yeah. My Chinese sucks. Oh, btw, turn your volume up. Not too up unless you want your ears to fall off.

Ah, happy music now. Ooh, ouch! Yikes. Music from the Discworld soundtrack clashes with Dragonlance horribly. Ew. Mmm. How about Concerning Hobbits? Oh, and yes, it has occured to me that I really enjoy being emotionally manipulated.

Ah, the Final Fantasy X ending theme will do nicely.

Hmm, wedding scene. Hmm, I had good Battle music, but I need something purty.. maybe the Lothlorien music will do. Oh, Raistlin's midi theme is my new Battle Music, along with the Escaflowne Choir, One Winged Angel, The Bridge of Kazad-Dum and possibly the Zelda Overworld Theme for adventury music.

Flamestrike is dead. So sad.. DAMN, Dragonlance has good action scenes. That last one was f-'in amazing. Man, and I thought the battle at the *Lifts* was good!

Noo! They killed Fizban!

WIDDLERS!

Yes, extremely disturbing Freudian psych class. I'd say something funny about penises, but I'm not that witty.

I'd imagine aliens would find human sex extremely repulsive. People scream stuff and put a stick in a hole. It's totally irrational.
Contrary to whatever is claimed by Ayn Rand.