First Day Back

It was my first day back at Star Trek: The Experience today. It was pretty cool. Cash control is totally different, as is our job. I'll actually be working alot more than I originally thought. So to all those people who thought that I'd have all this free time to chat on the internet, I won't. I will have some downtime, but not much. The damn ticket scanner still doesn't work. But this time, it's kind of funny. I balanced both my deposit and the vault even though I hadn't worked in CC since 11/02.

We (Me, Brandon and his brother) went to Brian Head this weekend. It was a little slushy in parts, but still pretty fun. I did take quite a fall though. Nothing is broken, but I have a bruised rib (at least that's what I think it is; it hurts only on one side when I enhale or exhale too fast), knocked my head on the ice/snow, and knocked the wind out of myself. But my knight in shining armor came running halfway up the hill to rescue me. I was all jacked up. That happened to me only my second run, but I still skied the whole rest of the day, making sure that we got on every lift that was open, and on every run we could (that wasn't too steep for me because I was kind of scared of going too fast.) Brandon and his brother were snowboarding and they were doing tricks and stuff. Mmmmmmm.... Hot snowboarder boyfriend. We stayed at this really cool little motel the Abbey Inn. Most hotels offer a "continental" breakfast usually consisting of sweet bread thing, coffee/tea and some sort of fruit. Not here. They had a full on breakfast "house." They had scrambled eggs, toast, bagels, bacon, sausage, waffles, oatmeal and three different kinds of cereals. Plus fresh fruit. FREE. That's right folks, FREE. Our hotel stay was $55 and it included the meal. All the rooms had microwaves and refridgerators in them. The bathroom had a heat lamp. (mmmmm.... HEAT) There was eleven million channels on the TV and even the beds were comfortable. The only problem I had with the room was that the freaking pillows were crappy. Other than that, one of the best motels I've ever stayed at. And I've stayed at alot of motels (being the whore that I am.)

Hey Tara? Are you reading this? Are you still there? Give me a call sometime..

Same goes for you too, Andy.

And Christa.

And Jeff.

And anyone else who wants to drop me a line.

I really am coming up to Edmonton this summer. I'll be spending like four days there. Brandon and I are celebrating our 2 year anniversary researching each other's past and seeing where we both come from. He was born in Los Angeles but moved up to northern Cali shortly after that. So we'll be going to visit his mom, step-dad and his grandmother. I hope to be able to introduce him to as many family memebers and friends as I can while I'm in Edmonton, so everyone clear your calenders.

I can't believe that I didn't write about my trip to Grand Slam! I'm totally out of it. It was fun! I'll eventually get pictures up of it, you all know how I am. I got to meet Brent Spiner (to those of you non-nerds, the guy who plays Data on Star Trek: The Next Generation). It was the first time since I've been going to conventions that he's ever signed anything for anyone. There's usually this huge disclaimer from Creation Entertainment stating that "Brent Spiner does not sign autographs so please, no personal questions or questions about why he doesn't sign autographs." Not an exact quote, but pretty close. It was good to see Paul and Ralph! And of course, wollem and her crew! I had some friends get to take a tour of the Enterprise sets! If you want to read their story, you'll have to register for their BB. Just go to House of Tucker and go to the Trip! page and that should be the first posting. Great stuff.

Speaking of Enterprise, IT'S GETTING REALLY GOOD, for those of you keeping track. They've really stepped it up this season, for fear of being cancled. They changed it's time-slot. It's on Wed. @ 9pm instead of 8pm, so eveyone needs to change their VCRs.

So anyhoo, that's all from this end. Smell ya later...

New Stuff

So, I quit the Aladdin. They suck. Bastards.

I have my job back at Star Trek: The Experience! WHEEEEE! I guess they laid (layed?) so many people off that they've been trying to play catch up ever since. I will be working my old job in cash control, so everyone get ready for an extended online presence on the Trek BBS.

I won the local UPN contest to attend the Grand Opening of the new Borg Invasion 4D at the Experience. Free bar, free food, free first ride. It was fun. I didn't like the simulator part of the new ride as much as the interactive part of the first ride (if that makes any sense) but it was still fun.

I've gotten terrible marks on both of my Physics exams, but my teacher thinks I'm doing very well considering I've gotten above the class average in both cases. (Class average 1st test: 68% 2nd test: 61%) My Philosophy of religion teacher is convinced that everything has come from Christianity. That gets really old. Other than that, school is great!

I'm going skiing this weekend at Brian Head. Maybe we'll actually take pictures this time of us on skis.

Dude, I'm totally stoked to be here...

Oh dude. I was totally shredin' on the board, and when it got squirly on me I just fell flat on my ass. Yes that's right. I went SNOWBOARDING! It was hard. I ache all over. I fell about 50 times. It was snowing pretty hard at Lee Canyon though, so we had some padding to land on. Not to mention the padding on my fat ass. I had ghetto-ass overalls. Brandon talked me out of buying new ones at Sport Chalet last night, but they SUCK. They don't keep my ass dry, holes exist in many places leaving the white inside non-waterpoof exposed, and I have to use safety pins to keep them up because the zipper is totally broken. Not to mention that they are at least one size too big. It sort of reminded me of when I was in high school and all the cool kids had all the really nice clothes. Designer jeans (like Esprit, Guess, Mossimo, Gasoline - remember those guys?) and all I had was levis. Levis were sort of cool too, but not nearly as cool as those ones previously mentioned. Needless to say... when I get my tax return this week, I will be heading to a sports store where I will be buying goggles, a new touque, new snow pants and possible a new winter jacket. Back to the actual sport.... Brandon and his brother(Damian) were really good at it. They went on the big hill, while me and Pam (Damian's friend) sucked. Well no, we didn't suck but we both were better on skis. She used to figure skate and she roller skates all the time now, so I can kind of tell why we're both better at skiing. The boots for showboarding are much more comfy. Oops. Gotta go study. I have two tests in the next two days.

"Mind Blowing" Party

So most of the marketing people from the Aladdin and all of the other casinos on the strip were invited to a private party at Steve Wyrick's house last Tuesday. Open bar, food and lots of people. There was a chocolate fountain. That's right, a chocolate fountain. It was surrounded by pretzles, strawberries, and various other delightful things that people like to dip in chololate and you just ran it under the fountain, waited for it to dry for a couple of seconds and then you had chocolate covered something. That was pretty cool. I'm pretty easily amused, hey? So we got the whole run of his house. We were allowed to go anywhere. He only had a two bedroom house in a "Country Club" sort of place, no pool, no hot tub. But he had a killer bathroom in the master bedroom. His shower was as big as the bathroom in my bedroom. He had a jacuzzi tub in the center of his bathroom with dual sinks on both sides. Decorated very plainly but he may have just put stuff away so that creeps like us didn't steal anything. It was fun. He had an amazing view as well. It overlooked the golf course, and the Strip. I can only hope to be able to afford something like that in my life.

I got summoned for jury duty again. This time it's Federal Court. DA DA DA! Maybe I'll get the Sandy Murphy trail. You know, the one who supposedly killed her husband and billionaire Ted Binion. I doubt it.

I'm going to balance my check book now. WHEEEEE

I'm done.

You know, at every job that i've been at, i've always had a decent time until something triggers the inevitable moment where I realize that I'm done. This moment is one of severe frustration mixed with total indifference, then add a pinch of helplessness and anxiety and voila! I had that moment at work today. I was surprised that it actually took this long to happen. When I was working at Star Trek, that moment came about 8 months after I started working there. I've been at the Aladdin for just over a year. I'm going to explain the situation just because I have to vent.

So, this all started a couple weeks ago when I was interviewing for a new job within the department that I'm currently working in. It was higher pay, less "customer service" kind of job. I would have my own cubicle and would get to work with Excel and Word all day long. The perfect sort of job where I'd have something to do with my day. Anyhoo, I was having my second interview which I think I mentioned in a previos post and my boss was surprised and slightly appalled that I had never been to the Aladdin's Orientation.

*flashback to 1 year ago*
Not only did they forget about me at the job fair (they locked me in the Aladdin Theater for the Performing Arts) after getting me ready for the second interview for the Slot Promotions Representative, but They also forgot to schedule me for orientation. I mentioned it to my supervisor, and she said that she'd take care of it. When I wasn't ever told about it again, I didn't figure it was that big of a deal. I figured that HR would give me a call if Orientation was really a life or death situation.

*flashback to present*
So my interview with the Director is now focused on the fact that I never went to Orientation.

"Did you tell anyone?" He asked.
"Of course I did," I said, "I told [the supervisor] about it a week after my probationary period."
"And what did she say?" He asked.
"She said that 'she would take care of it'" I said.
"And did she?" He asked.
WELL OBVIOUSLY NOT YOU FUCKING MORON, OR ELSE WE WOULDN'T BE HAVING THIS FUCKING CONVERSATION.
"Um, no, I didn't go to orientation." I said, trying to leave the sarcasm out of my voice.
At this point, I started to feel the job slip from my grasp. I also started to feel the conversation start to go in circles.
"Did you know that as an Aladdin employee, it is required that you attend orientation?"
"Well, I just figured that if it were that big of a deal, and I missed it, that HR would contact me to make another appointment." I said.
"So how come you didn't come directly to me if [your supervisor] failed to do something about it?" He asked.
I really wanted to tell him that in my first month of being at a job, going over your supervisor's head was something that you just didn't do. I also wanted to tell him that I really wasn't being paid to be a supervisor watchdog either. So I said, "I really didn't think It was that big of a deal for the director of Marketing to become involved."
"Orientation is a very important part of being an employee here at the Aladdin." He said.
"Ok," I said, "So will you help me arrange another orientation?"
"FOR SURE." He said. Emphasis mine.
"You won't forget?" I asked.
"Oh no, we'll most definately get this taken care of right away." He promised.

That was three weeks ago, and yep, you guessed it. NO ORIENTATION. And I'm not going to look into it. I'm not going to fucking chase down the people of HR and demand that they let me into their next orientation session or else I'm not a whole person. I DON'T CARE.

So today, this new guy gets called down into the directors office and gets yelled at for not attending orientation. He wasn't made aware that his orientation was even scheduled, and when he came back upstairs, he looked at the calender and realized that the orientation was actually for next Thursday, not yesterday. SO he was yelled at for no reason. For something that's "So Important" but not necessarily important enough to "...get this taken care of right away." I know this seems really small, but then it snowballed. I started thinking about how bad sales have been lately, how bad morale among our crew is and how no one really cares what happens with our department. It just seemed like our Director was in a bad mood and wanted to personally intimidate someone who was new so that he could feel better about this whole Superbowl mess. Deflecting his anger. That's great. So it's a perpetual cycle where he gets mad that our sales aren't up, and yells at the leads and supervisors. They in turn get down our throats and we all hate them. Then we don't care about how business does, because all our Director cares about is the numbers. Then you start to feel like a cog in the big giant corporate machine and voila! Back to the beginging of this whole rant. You know what my lead said when I told her exacly what I was thinking and that we should all have a meeting with our Director? She said, "It's the same everywhere, so you'll just have to stop whining and just live with it." What a sad state. Do we really live in a country where if something is not right that we just bend over and take it up the ass? That's exactly what it looks like. So now, I walk into the Aladdin without care or motivation to do anything beyond what my job entails. If they want me to be "pretend lead" and close when one of their leads is sick or has time off, but not pay me extra? Sorry, no. Above and beyond the call of duty? Hell no. Fuck the Aladdin.

Next Post: Steve Wyrick's party. "With Mind Blowing Magic!" (not really)

I'm a stalker

Sometimes, I really do feel like a stalker. That is all.

Things to Read

I've been really into reading some hard-core books lately. Not sex hard-core, but politics hard-core. I read, "Dude, Where's my country?" by Michael Moore. He asks some very important questions that were not answered about the War In Iraq and the propaganda leading up to that war. I've gotten about half way through David Icke's "Alice In Wonderland and the World Trade Center Disaster" and I'm currently reading "LIES (And the LYING LYARS Who Tell Them)" by Al Franken. Can you tell which way I lean? In all fairness, I really did try to watch the O'Reilly factor tonight and he does have some good points. But god forbid anyone dissagrees with him. He is always right, and he'll outright lie or make shit up just to make himself look better. For all the proof regarding those allegations, please read that book I just mentioned by Al Franken. It will totally open your eyes. I've also vowed to read Ann Coulter's book, even though Al Franken refers to her as a "nutcase." I usually get really riled up during years where I will eventually get to vote for the next president (and I will vote for anyone who is not Bush.)

So my Physics class is showing promise. I actually understand everything so far, and the teacher seems to know what he's talking about. Isn't our education in a sad state when we can't actully trust that teachers will know what the hell they're talking about when you are paying for a class? You have to wonder every semester if you are really going to get a good education or not. Of course, I've paid for nothing this semester due to my Scholarship, but that runs out after this semester. My philosophy of religion teacher is an old, white christian man, but he doesn't seem so bad. I don't get the feeling that he's going to proselytize or anything. One of our assignments is to go to a church that we are not familiar with at all, and it can't be a christian church, and do a 5 page paper on our experience. Heather is taking the class with me, and I think we're going to go to a Hindu temple, or figure out what Ba'hai is. (I probably didn't even spell that right.)


SHE BANGS! SHE BANGS! WHoa. Sorry. American Idol moment.

We have this new guy at our work. He's a 40 year old gay jewish guy who had gastrointestinal bipass surgury a year ago and has lost 150 pounds. You know, we never get anyone normal. It certainly makes things interesting. Like take a look at (before you click on this link, it's Not Safe For Work)this. YUP. I work with that guy as well. No, I'm not kidding. He's one of the few down to earth people that I know at that job, plus he's a really nice guy.

OH! I got invited to a private party at Steve Wyrick's house next week. All the people that deal with the public are invited to his private home to, I don't quite know. You better belive I'm going. I went to see him when he was playing at the Sahara, and man, was it awful. I went this one time with my Uncles and we were all just laughing the whole time. I've heard that the show is no better at the Aladdin. I wonder if his show will stay when the Aladdin turns into Planet Hollywood. I guess we'll see. I'll let you know how the party went, and I'm going to try to smuggle in a camera, so we'll see what happens.

Columbia

So when I opened up my Physics text book, guess what the first page said?

We dedicate this book to the courageous astronauts who died on the space shuttle Columbia on February 1, 2003. The women and men of the international team lost their lives not in a contest between countries or a struggle for necessities but in advancing one of humankind's noblest creations - science.

Yeah, I had tears in my eyes. And no doubt in my mind as to my chosen occupation. I went for a job interview to be our director of marketings' assistant. I even got a second interview. I didn't get it, but that whole situation made me realize that I'm really not made out for corporate america. I think the sentence that made my director not chose me for the job was, "I always belive in giving people a second chance. If someone does something wrong, and they are told it is wrong they should get the chance to redo or make it up somehow. I guess that I believe that if we are open and honest with other people, they will do the right thing and be open and honest with us." That sentence of course does not apply to killers, child molesters or rapists, but you get the idea. I'm just too honest for a corporate job. Or as most people would say, naive. You really have to be a shark. You have to be willing to be on the lookout to document whomever is in your way so you can get them fired so that they are no longer in the way anymore. All of the questions that I was asked in the second interview that I had had nothing to do with what my job would have been. They had to do with who was doing what to whom, and who was smoking when they weren't supposed to be. It seemed like my boss was just looking for the ammo he needed to have an excuse to lay people off. Man, I really hate my job sometimes. On that note, I'm going to my real job: Physics 180 - YEAH BABY, YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1111!!1

WOW! October!

Boy am I a bad "blogger" hey? I did get all A's again this semester, which is amazing considering I moved and all. I just had a job interview today to be our department's directors assistant. It would pay $13/hr which is much better than the $9.55/hr that I'm making now. Did you know that we get paid the least of all of the people that work at the Aladdin? Pretty sad, isn't it?



I'm taking Physics and a Philosophy course next semester. I'll be taking the Philosophy course with my roomate, which is really cool. My roomates are just cool anyway. Living on my own is most definately an eye-opening experience. Paying more than one bill? WOW. Never did that before.



Christmas and New Years was great. I did have to work on all the major holidays though which kind of sucked. I got contact lenses again because I got sick of seeing the outline of my glasses.



My friend Andy won a trip to Las Vegas on New Years, so finally after me being here for five and a half years, he's finally going to come and see me! I've been back to Edmonton 3 times. Yes, I am keeping count. Oh my god. My 10 year high school reuinion is in 3 years. I started to feel a little older during school this year. In my psychology class we had to come up with a theme song for ourselves. After much deliberation, I chose "Are You Gonna Go My Way," by Lenny Kravitz. As far as I knew, EVERYONE knew that song. It was on the top of the charts for weeks, they played it at every high school dance, at every night club, and it was on the radio every 5 minutes. When I played it for the class, most of the people were too young to remember that song being popular. OUCH. I really need to finish college, this is getting depressing.



Brandon and I are still planning on coming up to Edmonton in the summer, but we decided to take a car instead of an RV. It will be faster, cheaper and easier. Kind of like the plan that NASA came up with.



Speaking of NASA, we'll see if good ol' Dubya keeps his promise about space travel. He'll probably promise all the exclusive building contracts on the Moon to Haliburton, Enron, Exxon and every other company that he happens to personally endorse. Am I bitter? You better belive it.



So I don't know when the next time is that you'll hear from me. Maybe if I don't try to make an effort to write here, i'll write here more often. But then i'll know deep down that i've used that reverese psychology to try to get myself to write here more, and i'll end up waiting another 6 months. But then knowing THAT maybe i'll trick myself again and eventually write here more often. OH GOd, I need to go to sleep.

No....... Stressssss....... Please..........

Ok, quick rundown of what's going on right now...



Jeff, I just got your address! I know you probably sent it months ago, but I must have deleted the email about the guestbook entry thinking it was spam. I'm going to get on those picutres tonight!

Happy birthday to Andy! And Andy, if you're reading this, I need your freakin address too, you bastard. God knows where you are now.

Speaking of addresses, I'm getting a new one as well. On Nov. 1st, I'll be leaving the nest and moving in with my 2 friends, Heather and James! I'm so excited! I figured that I'd better be out and on my own by the time I'm 25. Not that there's anything wrong with living at home when you're 25, but it was a goal that I set up for myself that I'm really trying hard to follow. When I get my new address, I will let all of y'all know so that you can continue to not send me stuff. ;)

I got 92 on my first Chemistry test and 88 on my first Astronomy test. The Astronomy test was all multiple choice, I HATE THAT! I really like partial credit. I've gotten A's on my Psychology papers (3 so far) and on all 3 Psychology tests. But he's let us have the books on those AND work in groups. I have the coolest teachers of all. So if you're planning on going to CCSN (Community College of Southern Nevada) and want some reccomendations, here goes:

• Math: Tina Roldan
  
• Chemistry: Carolyn Collins Lab; Marion Hammond
  
• Political Science: Earnest Bracey
  
• Astronomy: David Batchelor
  
• Anthropology: Kevin Rafferty
  
• Sociology/Psychology: Ray Rich
  

Those are the teachers that have really stuck out amongst the sea of crap that I've waded through in the last 3 years of CCSN. Those teachers should get you through your basic requirements.

Ok, I've got to go work on homework, Jeff's pictures, going to the gym, reserving the U-Haul, programming the VCR (for Enterprise, which is really good this season), and maybe packing a box or two considering I'm moving out in less than 3 weeks! ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

Stress

School is hard. Chemistry is hard. Right now, life is pretty hard. But I guess it ain't worth livin' if you ain't freakin' out every minute of the day. The only real day off that I have all week is Sunday. No school or work on that day. Want to know my Schedule? Here it is:

Monday: Chemistry 12:30pm-1:50pm. Pick Mom up from work 5pm.

Tuesday: Sleep in day. (not this week though, I had to go into my prof's office hours to get some extra tutoring.) Pick mom up at 4pm. Weight watchers at 6pm. (Down 21.6 pounds - YEY) Astronomy 7:30pm-8:50pm.

Wednesday: Chemistry Lab 9am-12pm. Chemistry 12:30pm-1:50pm. Work 2:30pm-10:30pm.

Thursday: Work 9am-5pm (what a way to make a livin') Astronomy 7:30pm-8:50pm.

Friday: Psychology 9:30am-12:20pm. Work 3:30pm-11:30pm.

Saturday: Work 3:30pm-11:30pm.

Sunday: OFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF.....zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.....Brandon........mmmmm.......... Brandon........

So there's my week if anyone cares. I guess it doesn't seem that bad after all. But all four of my classes are homework intensive to the point where I spend all my free time on Monday and Tuesday doing homework.

On a sad note: Heather's dog Edward Wiener had to be taken to the vet today and kept overnight. He seems to have ingested something toxic, and his liver enzymes are at like 500. They're supposed to be at 150. He's only a year old. He's be ok. But if anyone wants to send out extra good thoughts for him, I'd really appreciate it. I'm sure Heather and James would too.

More later when I have some time.... HA [/Alf]

I know...

What is the point of having a weblog, if you don't fucking use it?! It's the first day of school, and finally, I have time to sit down and write something. I really do hate writing, but I like talking. Isn't that vieeeerrrrrd.

As you can probably tell, I don't have the pictures up from Sabrina's wedding yet. I swear, I took like 8 vacations this summer, not to mention random jaunts to Cali and various other close sights. I told Jeff I was going to get the pictures on disk and send them to him, but I don't have his new address. Didn't you and Julie move recently? If you are reading this, send me an email with you new address, and I really will send you those photos. Promise. :D

I am so inspired by school this year. Last year I was way less enthused to be heading back to school, but I feel really good about this semester. I'm taking 3 classes. Astronomy 104: Stars and Galaxies; Psychology 270: Psychology through film; and Chemistry 122: Which doesn't have an interesting title so I won't bother. ;) One of the huge things that I did this summer was go and visit my college of choice that I'm planning on transferring to next fall. Northern Arizona University in Flagstaff, AZ will be my home for 2 years (on and off, of course). It's taken me so long to freakin finish school. I guess I had to find myself along the way. I guess most people save that for their mid-life crisis: NOT ME! I had my mid 20 something crisis, and now, I'm ready to face the world. You wouldn't believe how many people my age put off their emotional well-being by drowning themselves in school, work, bad relationships, and the like, and wonder how they can be so unhappy even though they have their college degree. I'm not saying that my way is better, I'm saying that it was better for me. I don't think I would have been able to handle real college right out of high school or even 3 years out of high school. Or even 5 years out of high school.... YIKES!

Speaking of High School, It's been roughly 6 years since we all graduated! :O That is insane. The time passes so quickly. It's funny, but people still look the same to me. Tara and Bootie came to Vega$ last week, and it was just like old times. We attached crab arms to Jean-Luc Picard and acted like dorks. It feels good to laugh like that. When I was considering Universities, I was considering moving back to Edmonton and going to U of A. I was really contemplating it. But it's too far away, and the opportunities for advancement in my field are much greater here in the USA, so the idea was quashed. Plus, U of A charges a million dollars more than the college I'm currently attending, so why not just stay here.

This totally cheered up my semester! I got a scholarship for $1500! It's called the "John Glenn Scholarship" (for those of you that don't know, he was the first astronaut to orbit around the earth). $1500 doesn't sound like alot, but it will pay my way for the rest of my time here in Vegas. It covers books and tuition, so I can get all the books that are recommended not just required! Yes, I am a geek. I actually felt like a geek when in my Astronomy class today my teacher asked if anyone owned a telescope, and I was the only one who put up my hand. Then he asked a little while later if anyone was an Astronomy major. You guessed it, I was the only one. DIEPPE. Oh well, if you are a geek in the Astronomy/Phyiscs field and you don't know what a dilithium crystal is, you're really screwed. Sometimes, I really do feel like the comic book guy from the Simpsons. Biggest. Geek. Ever.

Speaking of Star Trek, the convention was fun. Our Vircon Vega$ group met up from the Trek BBS and we had wild and zany times. The action figures were a little much at times, but it was all in good fun. Seeing everone again was really cool too. God knows when I'll have the pictures up from that little event.

Brandon and I celebrated our one year aniv. in San Diego. We decided to drive to Victorville Friday night, and then the rest of the way on Saturday morning. If it weren't for the assholes that were partying in the room next to us, we would have been on the road at like 9am. I swear, how lame is it for people in Cali to be partying at a Motel 6 at 4am? LOSERS. The funny part was, that they were the type who would look like they'd get in at the VIP or something at an upscale club. They finally toned it down when for the third time they were asked by me( the first two times, the front desk lady came up to tell them to quiet down) with my crazy morning hair, no bra and racoon mascarra eyes, to please quiet it down because we had to drive in the morning. They really did shut up. I must have looked really bad. Or seemed really pissed off. On Saturday, we went to see his Uncle Steve (not to be confused with my Uncle Steve) and his Aunt Francine. They were really nice, and in the best tradition of family, put us to work in his front yard. :) He was cutting down some trees, and we conveniently arrived at the moment when he started his clean up. It was all good, yo. Then we went to meet his cousin Tim who was working at the local YMCA skate park. I was in "shock and awe" when Brandon was offered a skate board and took off on it wearing shorts, sandals and no helmet. He was all over that place. Considering he hasn't really ever skated in a hard-core skate park before and hasn't even been seriously on a skateboard for about 6 or 7 years, he picked it right up. I was amazed. We then left and went back to talk to Francine for a while, then left to check out the sunset. We went to the Pacific Beach Pier (or the other one, with the Motel rooms on the pier and watched the sun slowly get sucked into the ocean. It was one of the coolest things I have ever seen. I place that with the time that the northern lights exploded in the sky above us one summer day in Edmonton, with purples, yellows, greens, reds. It was as cool as that. We then checked into our hotel. We stayed at the Gaslamp Plaza Suits in Downtown San Diego. It was a nice hotel. It was originally an office building build in 1913, but just recently converted into a hotel. The view from the roof was really cool. We then ventured out to the Hard Rock Cafe for dinner and drinks, and then made our way back to the hotel for some really amazing sex. Didn't think I was going to write that, did you! HA, here in Dee's World expect the unexpected! The next day we tried to get on to one of the aircraft carriers, but there were no tours that day. BOO. So we went and spent the day at the San Diego Zoo. We watched bears pee, giraffes pee in each others mouths and give the metal pole inside the cage head. I was expecting to see some monkey's humping or something, but that didn't happen. The rhino came really close though, and you have to be careful. Rhinos can pee up to 20 feed directly behind them. The elephants were burping for almost a whole minute, and Brandon and I were like two kids, cracking up the whole time. We then left the park and stopped at the Whole Foods to get dinner and drove home. I drove and we made it home in 5 hours. That's pretty good coming from San Diego. Then I slept the whole next day. Mmmmmmmm....sleep. So that was my trip to San Diego.

We've been having alot of thunderstorm here lately. We had a pretty bad flood a couple of weeks ago. My area of town wasn't affected, but the city of Las Vega$ did have to declare a state of emergency to get funds to help clean up the mess from the areas that were affected. The weather here has been really strange. I can't remeber out of the 5 summers that I've been here, of seeing so much rain and storms. Not that I'm complaining, I love the rain, and storms are scary/exciting, so bring it on!

The new season of Enterprise is starting, and I was really excited about this new direction it's taking. Until I saw T'Pol's new catsuit. What was wrong with her old one? Why change a good thing? The new one is red. RED! RED! To make matters worse, it looks velour. Like she went to Gap Body while they were docked at Earth and picked up some new sleep wear. She does not match any of the cast, and she seems totally out of place. I guess I'll watch, try to give this new look a chance. I just hope they have her give some sort of explanation for the obvious change in threads. I'm just wincing thinking about it. :(

Well, I guess I've done enough catching up for one night. I really will try to write more, even if I'm the only one listening. To those of you who actually got through that whole post, I commend you.



Love TOX

Say CHEESE

I am very close to getting some more pictures done for my website. This does include pictures from Sabrina's wedding (a whole stinking year ago) and several other events that you guys might get a kick out of.



I went to the Yanni concert a couple of weeks ago. It was really amazing. I never knew I liked Yanni.


I have an ear infection and came home sick from work today because I figured out that you should never take Excedrin on an empty tummy. BOO, HISS.


Just found out that Dr. Vlarg will no longer be on "The Station" at STTE. That is really surprising. He was always one of my favorite Ferengi, besides Groth. Long live GROTH!!!


I saw The Matrix 2, and the only part I didn't really like was the whole sex thing. Don't get me wrong, I liked seeing Neo's butt and all, but the whole scene was too long, and I felt like I wanted to start giggling like Jeff and I did when we were in the 11th grade CALM class talking about flavored lubrication.

Tara's coming to see me! YEY!


My boyfriend is really cute. HEEE HEEE

Interesting.....But Stupid! Part Deux...

Thanks to PVM for giving me this little tidbit...

The Quote you posted was from Laugh-In.
Arte Johnson used to dress as a German soldier and peek out from behind a potted palm and say 'veeeerrrrry interesting' in a good thick German accent. After that catch phrase he would add some commentary on either the scene that had just preceded his or the world in general. One night he was interrupted by Ruth Buzzi, she interjected the '...but stupid' line. After that Arte Johnson would use the whole line 'Verrrry interesting, but STUPID' regularly.

Speaking of stupid, I have a little story for the two people who read my website. The other day, I was getting out of the shower, and I heard a baby crying outside. I didn't really think anything of it because I know that my neighbor had his window open, and he might have a baby and the baby might be crying. That's what babies do. So about 10 minutes pass and this child is still crying. So I go outside on my patio to dust off my shoes (we had been to Red Rock Canyon the day before) and I see a toddler, maybe 2 years old walking around and crying. I look all around. No parents. An alarm goes off in my head. I put the aforementioned shoes on my feet and run outside. As soon as this little boy sees me, he stops crying. He's just totally stunned. It was really windy that day, and I'm sure he was scared standing there by himself, with no adults around. I look up and this woman is looking out her window down at the two of us. I ask her, "Is this your kid?" She replies, "No. Is it yours?" I shudder... "No way. How long as he been out here?" She says, "About 20 minutes. I though the mother was just sitting in the doorway or something, letting the kid cry." At that point I didn't know what to do. Should I take the kid into my house and call the police? I didn't want them to think that I was kidnapping or anything. I decided to go to the couple of condos around me and see if any doors were open or if anyone would want to claim their child. I figured they would freak out if there was a stranger standing at their door holding their child. If it wasn't theirs, they wouldn't think anything of this strange woman holding a child at their door. I knocked on a couple of doors. They weren't home. They must all be weekend warriors. Finally, I find a door wide open with a baby stroller sitting by the door. Gee, this must be it. So I knock really loud, and all I hear is that disturbing AOL voice say.... "GOODBYE" really loud. This man comes to the door and he looks at me and says, "Yes?" I'M HOLDING YOUR FUCKING CHILD IN MY ARMS, AND YOU DON'T KNOW ME. DON'T YOU THINK THAT IS A LITTLE STRANGE? That was my inner dialogue, my polite voice said, "Is this your child?" He laughs... LAUGHS... and says, "Oh, he must have gotten out again." AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ARGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! I hand him his child in complete shock and walk away. I'm not able to articulate any sort of speech that should have been made at that point. But then again, me not being a parent, and not having my degree in child rearing, I'm glad that I didn't say anything. What if someone would have just come along and taken him? He didn't seem to have a problem with going places with strangers. I had good intentions, but what if someone came along, like a serial killer, or a child molester? THIS IS WHY SO MANY CHILDREN DISSAPEAR EVERY YEAR. The scary thing is that this is the second time something like this has happend that I know of first hand. My mother had a co-worker that found a child, without his shoes on, 4 blocks away from home. It makes me sick to my stomach. I decided to call the Police, just to have them intimidate this man into putting some new locks on his doors. When I called to check to see if they'd visited, the police made a record of the incident, and wrote that, "the father said that he would put new locks on the door." At least it's documented, and maybe he'll think twice about leaving his child alone for long periods of time.



On the lighter side, Leafman just sent me some pictures of Shawk, Laciel and I at Red Rock. I will get those posted when school ends.

Interesting.....But Stupid!

I'm not quite sure where that quote is from, so if anyone knows, email me at deedee0110@yahoo.com.



Tmarth asked me a question in my guestbook about the Grand Slam 2003 pictures, and to be totally honest with everyone, I only took maybe 3. I just wasn't in the mood for taking pictures I guess. I have Spock's Beards' pictures. But that menas that I have to scan them, then reduce them, then post them. That takes about 3 hours that I just don't have, but once school ends, I promise that that will be one of the first things I do.



School ends on May 15. I have two finals that day. The Saturday before finals, I'm going to Mouse Trek. That's where the people from my Star Trek fan club go to Disneyland wearing identical t-shirts and spend the whole freakin day in Disneyland. Should be interesting.



Oh, and Nick, if you are reading this, are you really coming? Let me know if you are, it would be cool to see you. Oh, that goes for anyone else who wants to come visit me. Go for it, just let me know ahead of time so I can arrange for time off work. It's going to be hard enough to get the time off for the Vega$ convention this year.




PVM! Glad to see you visit the site! That nickname, DEETOX, was given to me in high school by my friends Christa and Tara, if I remember correctly. I'll have that picture that I had taken of us at Grandslam up around May 20 or so.

Rainy Day

It's odd to have a rainy day like today in Las Vegas. It's a slow, steady rain. Not the "rain-so-fucking-hard-that-the-mail-boxes-are-floating-down-the-street" kind of rain that we are used to here in sunny LV. My mother told me that it was snowing in Jerusalem today. Is that like a cold day in hell? Has the cold day in hell finally happened? Do all the people who've said, "It will be a cold day in hell before I do such-and-such" have to pay up to their word? I wonder who keeps track of those. I don't think I've ever said that about anything, so I'm safe.



School is hard this semester. I've never gone to school and had a job where I actually had to work before. I know that sounds strange, but think about it. At Star Trek, I had to work for about 3 hours a day. The other 5 were spent on the internet or doing homework. At The Aladdin Hotel and Casino, you are surrounded by lights, noise, zombie public, and 10 hours of standing on your feet, or running around the casino, showing people how to use a slot machine. I'm totally overwhelmed right now. But I seem to not be stressed out. I'm keeping up with school, my boyfriend, my friends and work, but I'm always on the move. Just when I think I can lay back and rest, I think of all the other things that I could be doing at that moment.



I'm taking a Sociology course right now, and in the current chapter we're studying group dynamics. It's amazing to watch how people really interact. How sub-groups form from primary groups, and how people act when they're working for a bureacracy. How totally predictable we all are, and yet we all think we are the most original human beings on the face of the earth. How people in your "in-group" affect your decision making.



I got an email from Jeff yesterday. I haven't heard from him since I was in Edmonton. I checked my aol email after I wrote him back, because I thought that all he did was write trash in my guest book. So if you're reading this, I'm sorry to hear about your Grandfather. I should have called you and we could have gone ice-skating. (For all those people who think that statement is incredibly insesitive, I don't care, because it's an inside joke. Get over it.) He told me that Andy finally broke up with Stephanie. It's about freakin time. She moved to London, for god's sake. She was such a bitch to him before she left. I think you should start batting for the other team, Andy. You and Jeff would make such a cute couple. Then maybe between the two of you, you could grow the balls to come visit me. We would have good times.



I should mention Tara, since all she did was bitch at me about not being in my blog the last time we spoke on the phone. Tara, Tara, Tara, Tara, Tara. There, I mentioned you 6 times, quit your bitching.



Has this posting turned really hostile? I don't know where that came from. I'm pretty mellow today. I think I'll call Andy, see what that boy is up to.

Happy Fucking New Year

Well, it's the beginning of yet another exciting year. Can you tell I'm excited? I'm kind of bitter and hostile right now. Earlier today I was fantasizing about different situations where I would be telling people off. For example: I went grocery shopping with my mother (which always makes me on edge anyway) and I got really pissed when we were unloading the cart, and the stupid girl bagging up the groceries decided she was going to put 5 huge cans in one plastic bag. I was ready to kill. I was ready to march back in there and make a huge scene. I stopped myself. Then, when I saw my upstairs neighbor (the one who's always playing loud music, or movies or his guitar) I was glaring at him. I don't glare at people. That's so not me. When he saw me glaring at him, I could have sworn he said "Sorry" or something like that. Like for that minute, he could read my mind, and all those terrible things that I wanted to say to him.



I went to the gym with Heather, and burned off some steam.



I've just been feeling really.... well.... blah. Not important. Sorry for myself, and I hate that. I hate when people feel sorry for themselves, because only they can make themselves feel like shit, and I know it's my own damn fault. Or maybe it's just PMS. Or maybe it's my very un-tidy room. Something needs to change. School starts on January 21, so that should give me some sort of routine.



I called the unemployment offices a couple of weeks ago, and wasn't expecting to get a check until my severance ran out. I think they'll be sending me a check next week. What to do, what to do. Deposit the check and hope they don't find their mistake? Or be honest, and call them and let them know that i'm still getting severance? I'll probably do the latter, with Karma and all that.



Yesterday was Brandon's birthday, but he was working so we're going to celebrate it tonight. Late, because he's working again. *sigh* He's got an amazing work ethic, I'm just not used to it. Paul was always so lazy about stuff like that.



Next week is my birthday, and I really don't care. I hope everyone just forgets about it, because I'm feeling like I just want to be left alone. See? There I go again with the "feeling sorry for myself" crap. I'd better get over this soon, or I will explode.

Blogger Fart

So blogger decided to fart on me for the last three months, and I finally figured out how to re-install my template so that the freaking thing would work again. God, what a pain in the fuckin ass. I had originally wrote some stuff in late Sept, but hadn't written anything in a while because it wouldn't let me post that last entry. So now it's December 2, 2002 and everything is totally different.



I'd been talking about getting laid off for a while. My co-worker and I would always joke around about how cool it would be to get severence and get to go on unemployment and all that. It would give me the opportunity to be able to go to school full-time, and not have to work, but be able to pay my bills. Well, be careful what you wish for. Star Trek laid me off on November 18. It wasn't just me. It was a whole bunch of people. 17 to be exact. Mostly Managers, leads and hourly support staff for those managers and leads. People who had been there for 5 years! People who had been there for 4 years (like me). No one was spared, not even our director of Human Resources, who was advised about a week before we were that he too would be losing his job. They told us with no notice and then rushed us out of there after we had gone back to our work areas to gather most of our personal items. There was a Town Hall Meeting that day, and they wanted us out before everyone got out of that meeting. It would have been nice to be able to say good-bye to a couple of people. Then again, it was nice to not have to see some people ever again. I'm torn. Let's organize our thoughts, shall we?



I'm angry because:

• I like Star Trek. I liked the product, I liked working for "Paramount", I liked my discount, and I liked having all the free rides I could get on the Experience. I liked being able to take my friends and family there and treat them.
  
• They did it so hastily, without any respect for the fact that we'd been there for a long time.
  
• It was Spongebarb's birthday on November 18. (She was my GM, she was it)
  
• Despite me getting bored with my job, I liked it. It was a routine that I had settled into and was able to do very well. I knew that job inside out.
  
• I liked my co-workers! We would have so much fun!
  
• They had a 5 year celebration on the Friday before the Monday lay-off. There was cake and pop and balloons and everything, even though they all knew that most of us wouldn't be there come Monday.
  
• Even though I get severence, that won't kick in for another 10 days, which will mean that I will have missed 4 paychecks. All of this they did right before Christmas. Nice.
  
• I had just really started paying off my bills, getting things in order, with a plan to move out in a year and a half, and now, that's all shot to shit.
  

I'm happy because:

• I don't have to get up early anymore.
  
• I don't have to work right now.
  
• Most of my friends and my boyfriend have weekends off, and now, so do I.
  
• I have a chance to clear my head, get myself organized, and clean my room for real.
  
• I will get to go to school and finish at CCSN almost a whole year ahead of time, because I'll be taking more classes.
  
• Change is good. Everyone needs a good kick in the ass. Things can never get boring.
  
• I live with my family, and I don't pay rent.
  
• There are some people at Star Trek that I never want to see again, and I won't have to.
  

So there it is. All laid out. That's pretty much the state I'm in right now. I should be happy. I should be jumping for joy. But I feel like I've lost a friend that I never got to say good-bye to. I know, it's stupid. It's amazing how you can get attached to a job. 4 years. I was there longer than I was in high school. (Don't worry, all you US people, high school in Canada is only 3 years.) I've been going to the gym. I've been keeping busy. I'm going to make all my Christmas presents (because I won't have a pot to piss in for a while.) Ok, I'm done with self pity mode. Oh! I have to tell about my trip to the ER!

My Trip To The ER

On Thanksgiving this year, I was sick. I was nauseous, and very encomfortable, so I stayed home. At around 9pm, I finally puked. What a relief, except that I puked up some blood. I know... eeeeewww, but the story just wouldn't be complete without that fact. So I was slightly worried. I was contemplating going to the ER then, but I figured that I felt better, and if it happened again, I would go. So I woke up around 3am and voila! Bingo! But there was actually quite a bit of blood. So, I had to wake up my whole family (who had to work the next day) and we went to the ER. There I was with my blue puke bucket, and Canadian sweatpants limping into the ER at Summerlin Mediacal Center. What a site. They asked me questions, and all that normal doctor stuff. Then, they took blood and put a IV in me. My blood pressure was low and my heart rate was high, which meant that I was pretty dehydrated. So they pumped me full of fluid and anti-puke medicine. I felt much better. The doctor said it was probably just a virus, which lasts a little longer than the flu, and that the blood was from my esophagus being irritated. That was a huge relief. I didn't want to die from internal bleeding or anything. My mom ended up staying home from work (seeing as we didn't get home from this ordeal until 7:30am) and Auntie went in late and came home early. So I ended up having my thanksgiving on Saturday over at Shahnon's house. It was fun. Her turkey was amazing. Heather made her famous garlic mashed potatoes and we got to try Shahnon's special family recipie pickled eggs. We didn't have pumpkin pie, we had pumpkin cheesecake, which was fucking awesome. Yes, that deserved an expletive.

Sir Edward Wiener III

Heather finally got her Wiener dog! He's so cute! He follows her everwhere. To work, to play to everywhere. He's so small! I'll get some pictures of him eventually, I promise.

Brandon

So the boy has a name. We're still together. Everything is going well. He has a new job that he loves, and he loves me too. That's always a good thing. It's hard to find someone you can really be yourself with. Oh, he's pretty cute too. He's everything I've ever wanted in a boyfriend. It's kind of scary. I would hate to scare him away because I feel that I'm not good enough for him. I've always had self doubt issues. I'm being dumb, just ignore me.


Well, that's it for now. I think I've given the millions of people who read this site enough to read. *wink*

Continued.... From Sept. 21...


The ICBM that I saw flying over Las Vegas


I don't know if any of you have ever seen an ICBM (Inter-Continental Ballistic Missile) but they are incredibly cool, or amazingly freaky, depending on if you know of their launch ahead of time or not. I was just minding my own business, had just come back from dinner with my friend Jen, and I looked up in the sky. There was this bright glowing trail of gas (or what looked like gas) heading up in the western sky. This little light broke off from it and headed up even farther, only to explode in a puff of white powder (that resembled a flower). Jen and I were freaking out. Well, I was freaking out. I thought it was the end of the world, or WW3, or some other sort of catastrophe. We rushed inside her apartment (after taking a very bad picture of the whole thing) and I called our local police department. They said that it was Vandenburg Air Force Base in California tasting their ICBM's. Now, you'd think, in times like these, that they would warn or at least try to warn us about what we might see in the sky. I ended up calling Vandenburg AFB the next day to ask them exactly that. The public relations guy said that they do a press release when they are dealing with and "unclassified" launch to most of CA and the surrounding area. I told him they should add Las Vegas to the list, because everyone who had never seen this before was freaking out. Here take a look at these pictures of what I saw that night and tell me that you wouldn't be thinking twice about what's going on.




Update on "The Boy"


Well, things are going really well, really really well. He's just the best person ever. I'm in gush mode. We have so much in common, and he's very accepting of how different I can be sometimes. By different, I mean strange. Well I am a Feica, need I say more?




The 15th Aniv. Of Star Trek: The Next Generation Convention (Sept. 27, 28, and 29, 2002)


Here I go again! This time I'm off to Pasadena, my favorite city in the US! I'll only be able to go on the Saturday and Sunday, but I'm really looking forward to it! I've never seen Patrick Stewart (Captian Picard) in person before, I might faint like a schoolgirl at a New Kids On The Block concert (and yes, I did see them too.) They are going to be auctioning off a visit to the Enterprise set at this con. God help my credit card! But thanks to an early birthday present from my loving Mom and Aunt, that dream might be a reality. We'll see.




School: Why my Physics teacher sucks, and why Physics teachers shouldn't suck.


I was taking one class this semester, a class that was a basis for my major and the teacher absolutely blew donkey balls. All he did was take over-head projector slides with the graphs from the book on them, and read what was written underneath the graphs. I could have done that at home. If I wanted someone to read a text book to me, I wouldn't have paid them $225 to do that, and that's basically what he did. So screw that. I can't learn in an environment like that. I got my money back for the books and I'm working on getting my money back for the class. If any of you go to CCSN, do not take Wilson for Physics. You hear ME! Spread the word.


So that's it for now. I'm sure I'll have more after this weekend. Smell ya later...
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[9/21/2002 2:17:38 PM | dee tox]


Hoser

I haven't written in here for a while. Alot has taken place, I think. I'll try to put together in chronological order what has been going on. I might go off on tangents though. Just a warning. Oh yeah, lets do a list for points to come!



The Slanted Fedora "Party" Sept 6,7 and 8, 2002

Heather's Wedding (Oct. 6,2002)

The Enterprise Season Premire (Sept. 18, 2002)

The ICBM that I saw flying over Las Vegas. (Sept 19, 2002)

Update on 'The Boy'

The 15th Aniv. Of Star Trek: The Next Generation Convention (Sept. 27,28 and 29, 2002)

School: Why my Physics teacher sucks, and why Physics teachers shouldn't suck.




The Slanted Fedora "Party"


This was a party that was planned instead of the huge convention that they were planning on having before Creation had theirs a month earlier. He had to scale it down, due to several factors. Many of the actors did not want to fly around Sept. 11, the convention a month before was a huge sucess and not as many people bought tickets for the SF one, and probably because Dave Scott (owner of SF) is not a very organized man. There was no admission to this convention, it was on donation basis only. There was only about 500 people there (usually you can expect 5000 at a big con) so access to the stars was great. Who was there you might ask? Armin Shimmerman (Quark from DS9), John DeLancie (Q from TNG), Wil Wheaton (Wesley Crusher from TNG - Duh), Robert Picardo (The Doctor from Voyager), Ethan Phillips (Neelix from Voyager), Marina Sirtis (Deanna Troi from TNG), Alexander Siddig (Dr. Bashir from DS9), Jerry Doyle (Garabaldi from B5), Walter Koening (Chekov from TOS), Nicole DeBoer (Ezri Dax from DS9), Garrett Wang (Ensign Kim from Voyager), Casey Biggs (Damar from DS9), Aron Eisenburg (Nog from DS9), Andrew Robinson (Garak from DS9), Denise Crosby (Tasha Yar from TNG and maker of the documentary "Trekkies") and several other various Star Trek and Sci-Fi stars. Oh! I almost forgot J.G Hertzler and Robert O'Reilly (Martok and Gowron respectively, both from TNG mainly) hosted Klingon Karoke. That's where several stars got on stage and sang. The most interesting moment was when Walter Koening dressed up in bonnet and an aprin and sang a sappy country song. Talk about random. It was bizzare. I had several pictures taken with various stars like Wil Wheaton (which there is a story behind, but just bare with me, I'll get to it), Alexander Siddig (hottie), Andrew Robinson, Robert Picardo, Ethan Phillips, and the guy from Farscape (Sorry Sally, I don't watch it, but I sympathize!).


Now for the Wil Wheaton story. I'm not sure if I mentioned that I met him at the Grandslam 2002 in March. Well, I had bought one of his "William Fucking Shatner" T-Shirts and brought it with me for him to sign. He signed it, "Wil Fucking Wheaton," which was pretty cool. So I decided to wear the shirt to the convention to see if he would remember me. So what does he say when I walk up to his table? He yells out and points, "Hey! I know you! I remember that shirt!" and he shook my hand and we talked for about 5 minutes (while there was a line forming behind me). Of course, we talked about how he's going to be at the TNG con at the end of the month because of all the traffic to his website. So then we had our picture taken, and he asked me my name. When I told him he said that he was going to remember me. I was thinking, "Riiiiight, whatever dude..." SO... later when I met up with Brandon *sigh* we were walking past his booth and he yelled out, "DeeDee!" So I went over there and we chatted some more, and his assistant asked me to run a quick errand. So I did and we moved on. Later on in the evening, during the picture session, Wil called me over again to show his wife my shirt. Then we all had another picture taken with the "rock" horns, it was pretty cool. So we'll see if he remembers me at the next TNG con. I don't want to seem like a stalker, I don't really know him. There's just so much that I want to talk to him about, he's got such a knack for creative writing, that he just draws his readers in.





Heather's Wedding


Heather is one of my best friends, and she's getting married on Oct. 6, 2002. That's just over 2 weeks away, and I don't have an outfit yet. It's going to be a Pagan ceremony, with various other middle eastern aspects to it. She's having two "priests", one male and one female to represent the God the The Goddess. I can't wait, it's going to be so beautiful. The guy she is marrying is really just the "bomb" yo. James is too cool. The two of them are going to have a beautiful life together. If there was a template from which all couples would base their marriage, theirs should be it. Loving, kind, silly, random, funny, open. Pure bliss, those two have it.




The Enterprise Season Premire


Well, I loved it! There were a few scenes that made me cringe. Ex. When Archer gives his "humans are like gazelles" speech. That was almost as bad as the "Some kind of .... Directive" speech he made it "Dear Doctor." But T'Pol speech about how flawed the Vulcans are gave me goose bumps. It was so cool to see her get on humanity's side for once. There is a real bond developing between T'Pol and Archer. And getting to see Daniels is always a treat! He is just the coolest person in RL. I spotted him in "Galaxy Quest" a couple of weeks ago when I watched it again. I wonder if he knew how closely his future career would mirror that particular role. Getting back to Shockwave, Part II; I only had a couple of questions. Did Daniels really go back to his century when he tricked Silik into bringing him back? Since when was Silik such a spineless wimp, whining about not being able to contact the 'Future Guy'? How did Archer break that spook apart and pound that metal into slices that were, "no bigger than a mm thick?" Maybe they were counting on that fact that most of the USA would not know how thin a mm is, and wouldn't think twice about it. But being the anal ST fans that we all are, you'd think the writers would know better, or maybe they just don't care. I'm not sure if I like the way Trip is developing, he's always just pissed off and yelling at everyone all the time. He needs to calm down, and stop being such a stereotypical redneck. He's still cute as a button though. Reed had a pretty small role this time around, but he did a really good job at playing the "I'm getting beaten up" part. All in all, good episode. We'll see about next week, where we learn that T'Pol's grandmother was on earth during the 50's or 60's.




Well as luck would have it, I have to get back to work. I'll finish those other points tomorrow...

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Spaghetti

So Brandon made me dinner last night. Not warmed up some food, but actually made pasta sauce from scratch. It was the best stuff I have ever tasted in my life. And yes, Tara, I had Spaghetti ring! I ate too much though, and got heartburn, but what are you going to do? I also tried some Superfood this morning. It's this organically grown powder stuff that can be used as a meal replacement. Of course, I had it mixed with freshly squeezed orange/grapefruit juice. It was ok. Not something I'd order if I were at a restaurant, but it gave me the energy I needed this morning to get my ass out and about. I'm going to a BBQ with that boy tonight, so I can hear stories about his antics at his previous job. Should be interesting to say the least. ***smile*** Oh dear, there goes the smiles again.

The power of Star Trek fans

It reminds me of those "The Power of Cheese" commercials. It's amazing to me how people can get togther and make something happen. On Thursday, Wil Wheaton posted on his site (click here) about why he was cut from attending the 15th Aniv. of Star Trek: The Next Generation Convention next month in Pasadena. It was a bitter tale of money and hard luck. I was drawn in, and felt I needed to voice my anger directly to Creation Entertainment. So on Thursday afternoon, I called Creation. I talked to a lady who told me that all the people that I could complain to were in a "meeting." (Basically, giving me the run around.) So I proceded to tell her that I was dissapointed in the fact that Wil Wheaton was not going to be at the Convention next month, and that I had already bought tickets to the event, when I found out he was going to be there. (His name was listed on the site a couple of weeks ago, and was suddenly taken off.) I told her that she should read Wil's website, where he called Creation cheap (not an exact quote) and felt he had been snubbed by the people who worked there. She was appalled that he would write such things on his website, and told me that Creation is not like that at all. I scoffed, and told her that I would like the email of the person who deals with the talent, so that I could give them a piece of my mind. Conventions used to be about the fans, not about the money. I also had a friend who wrote to Adam Malin (president of Creation) , and expressed his disappointment at this particular move. Well, Creation listened. After tonnes of email, phone calls and faxes, Adam Malin called up Wil personally,and gave him a better offer. And now, Wil Wheaton is going to be at the convention! It only took 2 days, and we totally hooked him up! I'm so proud of us nerds. I suggest you read his site, as he's a much better writer than I, to get the full story on what took place. As a Wil Wheaton fan, I'm thrilled! I'll have to wear my William Fucking Shatner T-Shirt that I got from his website to the convention. That's the one that he signed "Wil Fucking Wheaton." He has such a huge internet fan base, it's incredible.



On to other matters, I talked to Paul today, and he's doing well. He's just as busy (if not busier) as I am.



I finally got in touch with Andy, but our call was cut short by Nano. Damn you, Nano. God forbid Andy should learn how to play the guitar any other day of the week. *wink* But Andy pointed something out that really stuck with me. He said that this last time that I went up, It was really hard to say good-bye. Harder than any other time I've visited. I totally agree. When I finally said good-bye to everyone on that Sunday (after seeing Austin Powers 3 with them), I cried all the way back to the hotel. I cried harder than I've cried in a long time. I released so much, dumped all those expectations of staying there. I was even thinking of somehow trasfering to the University of Alberta. I was seriously considering it. Why? Because it's familiar, safe. I've got such an amazing bunch of friends up there, they have no idea how much they all still mean to me, even after living here in Vegas for 4 years.




Also, I went over to Brandon's friends house for dinner Thursday night. Robert and Susie are big Trek fans, and they are really cute because they just got married! Their living room is covered in Trek goods, and sci-fi bits. I could have looked around there for days. Susie made an amazing meal, seafood pasta, with every kind of seafood you could imagine. They are really cool people, and they have a beautiful home. Another really cool thing is that they are going to be on TLC's "A Wedding Story" sometime in October. I love that show. They had their wedding at Star Trek: The Experience. Now that is cool. A fully themed Star Trek Wedding. That sounds like something I would (or will) do, if I ever get married. I'm in no rush though. *smile*




Want to know something really fucked up about CCSN? Their book store is not open on the Saturday before classes start! I am so pissed. This means that I'm going to have to spend half the day Wednesday getting my book. *anger* Of course, I realize that I could have gotten the book before the first week of class. But I was so busy.




I saw the director's cut of the movie "Legend" with Tom Cruise. Interesting. I'm not a huge fantasy fan, but it reminded me of "The Never-ending Story" which is one of my favorite fantasy flicks. That and "Willow." Ahhh, memories. Oh! What about "The Dark Crystal?" Classic. Those are the only fantasy movies I can think of right now.



So that's it from this side of the hood, peace out.

School

It starts next week. I've decided to take only one class this semester because I need to get my life in order before I decided to stress myself out over school. I'll be taking Engineering Physics. I'm not all that excited about it. You know how I can tell? By now, I would have bought all my textbooks and supplies, and I haven't even thought of it. There is a new college opening up here in Las Vegas. It's cheaper than UNLV, but more expensive than community. They offer 4 year programs, so I'll have to check them out. I think it's called Nevada State University.

I tried to call Andy last night, but he had just left. BASTARD! No, just kidding, I love you Andy! So I'll try to call him tonight. I haven't talked to anyone from Edmonton since the trip (except for Tara, the night I got back.) I've just been so busy! I keep meaning to get the pictures of the wedding up on the site (oh, and I also have to add the pictures that defiantnx sent me for the Vega$ con) but it's such a task. Oh well... They'll get up some time or another.

Smell ya later homes...

Long Goodbye

^^^ They are wonderful and heart wrenching at the same time. I've been able to only get roughly 5-6 hours of sleep a night (sometimes less) for the past couple nights, and I'm somehow still alive. You've got to love Red Bull. My mom is afraid that drink is going to kill me, she gave me a little speech about it, but I'm not mixing it with alcohol, so It's ok.

I've made absolute plans to go to the 15th Aniv. of TNG next month in Pasadena! I'll finally get to see Patrick Stewart! I've been to about 8 conventions, and I've never been able to see him. I bought an autograph ticket for James Cromwell (who played Zephram Cochrane in FC and Enterprise; The inventor of warp drive for the human race) and it's too cool, because he's on my SevTrek poster. I have about 50 autographs on there now. It's my pride and joy, well, besides the Dominic Keating poster, which I still have to get framed.

***smiles***

Hmmmm... ***Smiles*** Today is a good day. I went to a really great club last night, they played all the old school music I used to listen to when I was in high school, and of course, you can't go wrong when they play Sarah McLachlan for 10mins. Happy birthday Grey! The Colombia meeting was good. It was interesting to see the reactions of "normal" people when they see "other" people dressed in Star Trek outfits. Saw some really good costumes. You go Dr. Phlox! I didn't get home until about 4am, but I'm just high on life so it's all good in the hood. ;)

Smell ya later...

Work

You know what I like about my job? I go into my breakroom (which is aptly named 'Ten Forward') and there is a Borg reading a newspaper. I'm so easily amused.

Dee

The boy

Ok, so I have to admit this. I can't stop thinking about the boy. I don't want to seem like a stalker, but he's really pushed some buttons that haven't been pushed in a long time. I just erased half of what I was going to write because I'm being stupid. I don't know, I need to go for a walk or something, or for a swim, or for a skydive. SOMETHING. Anything to just make this feeling of needing to see him go away. Not completely, but enough so that I can function as a normal human being. I did clean my room today, and I'm going to finish it tomorrow. You might think that got my mind off things, but no. I'm pretty sure the only reason I cleaned my room was so that he could come and see it some time. God, I'm being so stupid. I feel like I'm 17 again. (I'm talking like it was that long ago...) I really am as giddy as a school girl. Maybe I'll call Heather. Then we can go for a walk in the desert.

Smell Ya Later..

Dee

Cleaning

I found out what happens if you register early and don't pay for your classes on time, they just go ahead and un-register you. When I went to check for my classes a couple of days ago, I was shocked to find out that I wasn't registered for the fall at all. But, I called the school, and I registered for the class I want to take. I'm only taking one this semester, I need a break. I'll be taking Physics 181. Finally, I'm going to be taking a class that has something to do with my major; well, math does, but I'm always taking a math class, so that doesn't count.

I've lost 5lbs this week. Whooooooo Hoooo!

I'm going to start to clean my room today, for reals yo. It's just getting stupid now.

Smell ya later...

Dee

Spongebarb Redpants

^^^Don't ask.

So the dates went really well, and yes, there was more than one. ***smiles*** Although I won't go into too much detail, because I just found out tonight that he read my site! We just had a really great time. We have alot in common, and he's a really nice guy. He's pretty cute too. ***smiles***

I'm going out to one of my first Star Trek Fan Club gatherings on Friday, and most of the people there will be dressed up in Star Trek gear. It's not required, but it's encouraged. I'm out of luck, I don't really have a uniform. I'm planning on being able to fit into the T'Pol uniform by February (the SF con). I've totally lost my appetite. I couldn't even eat all of James' salmon on Monday night.

Our last clinic was really good. We did alot of releasing of negative energy, and I think that may be why I have lost the urge to eat. This whole week has been one release after another. Whew! I can't wait for it to be over!

I had a strange dream tonight about the TrekBBS. (I know, if you start to dream about a website, you should probably leave it for a while) We were all in these tunnels, and we were able to watch ourselves through these cameras, but I could only see the people who I knew in real life. Which is pretty appropriate. But it was freaky, and I can't say that it was a joyous occasion, I think we were running for our lives. But then Brandon called, and brought me back from the depths of panic. ***smiles***

Ok, I've done enough smiling here to make everyone barf (all 3 of you). I'll post more when I have something to say. Or if I just feel like blah-ing.

Dee

I know, I'm bad

To those two people who actually read this, sorry I haven't posted in a while. Summer has been very busy!

I just got back from Edmonton, where I saw my friends Sabrina and Jonas get married! They are the first out of all of us to tie the knot. They've been together since the 7th or 8th grade, so good for them! I had a blast, saw alot of people, did alot of stuff. I didn't want to leave. It's always sucks to leave, but I know I can't stay. If only some of those people could move down here, now that would be fun.

I was just at a Star Trek convention, where I had a fantastic encounter with Dominic Keating. I ended up winning a bid for this really sexy picture of him, and he personalized it and everything! I even got a kiss in front of the whole crowd, and another backstage! It was really cool. I ended up meeting up with about 10 people from the Trek BBS site that I go to, and we all had great fun! You can see the pictures if you click the menu to the left that says "Conventions", then click on the third link. I met people from all over the US and even someone from Scotland! I think we're all talking about meeting up again (when we all have money) at another convention, which would be really cool.

Let's see, Paul is seeing someone else, I have a date tonight... hmmm... I finally finished Heather's birthday present. I thought I would just make it her wedding present, because her wedding is on Oct. 6. She is hand making all of her invitations using stamps and embossing powder. They look really nice, but they take a long time.

It was Shannon's birthday yesterday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHANNON!

I saw Signs a couple of nights ago, and that movie scared the crap out of me! I screamed 4 times in the theatre, and I've never done that. It was a fantastic movie, scary, emotional, funny and contemplative. All the things that I absolutely love in a movie.

Barry's pictures from Comic Con are up on his website Omnibuscortex.com. Even if you don't know Barry, they are very interesting to say the least.

I found out Wil Wheaton is not going to be in ST:X! That sucks!

That's it for now...

Dee

Going to be in Vegas July 4th?

I'm really upset about something that is happening only here, and no one else in the world knows about it. I haven't seen it on MSNBC or even the crappy FOX NEWS channel. Here's the story...



A couple of days ago, there was a man who was trying to call his wife from his cell phone (here in LV). All of a sudden, his phone call got mixed with another (and this does happen, it's happened to me, you can actually listen to someone's whole conversation) and he was about to hang up, when he heard the Arabic language being spoken (he knows how to speak Arabic). The people on the other line said (I don't have an exacty quote), "We are in the city of sin, gambling, legal prostitution. We will get them on their day of freedom." So I'm thinking that holy shit, this is going to be investigated, people are really going to check into this and all that crap. Well, Oscar Goodman (our beloved alcoholic mayor) got really angry because of how this terrorist threat would affect tourism ($ching $ching). So they've been discrediting this guy left and right, saying that he took a lie detector test, but would not disclose the results. What I'm really worried about is that our city is so worried about losing money, that they aren't really going to encourage the FBI or whomever to investigate this claim. Doesn't that bother anyone? It's really making me want to scream from the rooftops about how fucking greedy Las Vega$ is and how hard we're going to fall if we aren't prepared for a terrorist attack that might happen on July 4, when we weren't expecting it. I'm just getting my feelings out of the way, so that if something does happen, we can get that fucking drunk ass mayor out of office (ass-uming we're all still alive) and try to repair our city.
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Another note, if Andy is reading this, you had better call me or write me or I will kick your ass.



Another note, The G8 summit is taking place in Kananaskis, Alberta. How? Why? Why not Calgary? It's just weird.



I've been having my terrorist dreams again, I hope they really don't come true.



Paul was just filling in for Jason in the Second City show at the Flamingo Hilton, and he did really well! It was really funny, and he seemed relaxed on stage. He will go places.



I'm trying to get the freaking Star Trek: Nemesis trailer from the internet, and I can't find it anywhere. I was supposed to be at a convention this weekend for work, but they ended up not going. At this convention in Tulsa OK they premired the new trailer. The trailer will be out in MIB II on July 3 or 4, but I wanted to see it before anyone. I wonder how many times I said trailer in that last paragraph? I feel like I'm living in KY. (smiles at Paul's family). Bada boom *smiles at Uncle Steve*.



Yesterday was my mother's 60th birthday. I took her out to dinner and to the Second City show, we had a good time. She got a whole bunch of plants and stuff and she really liked the shorts and shirt we got her.



I haven't been able to get to the gym this week, I'm really low on energy. I'm going to the doctor on July 1, to make sure something isn't really wrong. I've had this lump on my neck for 7 years, I've just now decided to get a second opinion *in light of my friend discovering two lumps on her breast*.



Congratulations to my long time friend Jeff, who just got accepted at Vanarts in Vancouver. He's a really tallented artist, one of these days, I'll scan some of his drawings and show everyone.



I think that's all for now...



DEETOX

The Gym

This is just a little rant about my experience at the gym yesterday. I've been going about 4 times a week, for the last few weeks. It's a coed gym, but there is a seperate room that is just a "ladies" gym. So, I usually go in there, it's less crowded, and well, there's no men ;). I look over at this one woman, who was thinner than I, and kind of greet her as I'm walking toward the stair master. You know, just one of those little acknowlegements that happens when two people pass each other. She looked at me with such pity, up then down. I just smiled and kept walking. I think she might have stopped and watched me walk past her. I then had an epiphany. I was someone else's motivation at the gym. That girl was giving me the "thank god I don't look like that" look. When I look at people who are larger than me, at the gym, I'm always thinking "you go girl." It motivates me to want to lose weight. I guess some people need negative motivation in order to feel motivated.


Then I started to get really sad and angry because here we are all, at the gym, working our asses off (literally) and there is all this other shit going on in the world. I was watching Fox news on my headphones, and I was totally blown away by the events of late. And there I was, on the stair master, worried about some beauty standard that really isn't that important in the grand scheme of things. I was thinking about how that girl who looked at me funny could take her hostility and put it towards a good cause, like Yucca Mountain. I was thinking about how totally unfair it all is, I'm in an air conditioned gym, while there are people all around the world who are hungry, without shelter, and have no family.


Then I started thinking that I was a hypocrite. We all are. I would not give up this lifestyle, for anything. I would not go live in Afghanistan for 6 months, just to feel thier pain. I really just wish that things were good for everyone, or at least not so abso-fucking-lutly horrible. I realize that we need bad in our lives to recognize the good, but there is just so much bad right now.


On a lighter note... I have a job on Monday's and Tuesday's at my college as a math tutor. They pay me and everything. I will be tutoring 6 hours a day, and it's kind of like a drop in thing, where I'm there for 6 hours and people come and go. Maybe when the fall semester comes, I'll quit Star Trek and tutor full time. But I have to see how I like it. I might hate it more than here, but I doubt it. I just need a change. I'm getting restless...

YEY!

So I'm just sitting here at work, minding my own business, when I hear the doorbell. (They have to ring it, and then I let them in). Who is there? Paul. What does he have? Spider-Man 12 inch action figures! Holy crap! They look pretty good too. I really have to clean my room, and make it so that I can display all my toys. Not very feng shui, but oh well. Nobody's perfect. I have a waterfall near the door, for prosperity.And my bed is angled north/south instead of east west. I'm trying, damnit. I've also been going to the gym. It never fails, whenever I have to see people from Edmonton, I always feel fat. I have to go to the gym like 85 times a week. I think I need to just calm down.

Rico Suave

I saw Original Sin last night with Antonio Bandaras and Angelina Jolie (sp?). Pretty good sex scenes, good story line. I've just been spoiled on Sci-Fi and fantasy movies. I haven't been able to enjoy a "regular" movie for the last couple months. I'm a sci-fi snob. Oxy moron? Well, that too. Anyhoo, that's all I have to say right now.

House follow up...

Well, they passed the bill *shock, surprise* that I mentioned in an earlier post. Click HERE to read about it. They actually stayed until 3am (EST). Maybe that's the third shitty thing that will happen this week.

On a happier note... I'm going to see the monks tonight at our local library. It's a free show that promotes tolerance, healing and awareness for the people of Tibet. I really need to see something postive today.

Boldly not going...

Well, I didn't get into Caltech. Big surprise, I suppose. There was just this little "maybe" that had been in the back of my mind for the last 4 months. But you wouldn't believe how hard that "maybe" had burried itself into my head. Oh well, even Captain Picard had to try twice to get into Starfleet Academy. I'll send an email out to those who knew I applied, because I'm sure no one really reads this. Sorry, I'm just on a self bashing rant. Oh, and Paul and I have decided to remain "just friends"(tm). Everything comes in 3's, right? What the hell will happen next? Stay tuned for another addition of "God damn mother fucking bastard."

You can't be afraid of the wind...

I hope everyone watched the season finale of Enterprise. There is no way I can explain it, I barely understand it myself. Temporal mechanics gives me a headache. It was really good, and I'm angry that I have to wait 3 months to see what happens. I'm also relieved that I'm angry, because that means it was a good show. I have all of the first season on tape, so I'll just have to watch those all summer.

I talked to my friend Tara a couple nights ago, and I'm really psyched to be going to see them in 2 months! I'm thinking of getting a tattoo while I'm there, but I have to design it first. My friend's wedding is taking place in a hotel. This hotel happens to house the bar where I spent my 18th B-Day (good lord) and many other drunken occasions. I think we're planning on spending some time there, it should be interesting. Geez, I hope there isn't too much drama. We were really good for that in high school. I'll just be drinking wine and laughing....hahahahahahhahahaha... i'm giggling now just thinking about it.

While talking to Tara, (discussing Tobey Maguire) I realized that when he doesn't shave, he looks like an old boyfriend of mine. That's not really a good thing, considering we used to call him bacon, grease, scrub and all that jazz. Hopefully, Tobey doesn't stalk his ex's and give them diamond rings after they've been together for 2 seconds. Ba dum... shit.

If I see the preview for Minority Report one more time, I'm going to boycott the theatre. It's driving my crazy! It's like I've seen the movie already. Boo, Hiss.

I don't know if anyone has actually sat and watched C-Span for more than a few seconds, but last night, I couldn't stop watching. The republicans are trying to introduce a new legislation that would increase the national debt by $750 billion dollars, in the name of war. Now, I understand that the "war on terrorism" is important, and yes, I enjoy living safely (?) but that money would come directly out of social security. I don't have to collect SS for another 35 years, but I really want it to be there when I can't work anymore. What fascinated me most about this whole play (and it was just like it) was that the representatives from the states that spoke out about all of this were really passionate. They were yelling and spitting, and almost swearing. These people are really fighting for us, It was refreshing. This was in the House Of Representatives. Alternatively, I watched the Senate (boring) while the majority whip (D-Sen. Harry Reid-NV) went blah blah blah blah for about 5 minutes. All those people really wanted to do was go home, where as in the House, they stayed late (it was about 10pm and they were still going strong) and postponed their flights home to see their families in order to try to sway the majority into not passing this legislation. I was really proud to be an American. I think we should all watch C-Span everyonce and a while, just to see what our government is up to. That is why it's there, they just really think that no one is watching. Prove them wrong. Make them accountable for their actions. Vote! Stay informed! Don't be a sheep! BAAAAAA! Ok, I'll step off the soapbox now. Just my two cents.

TTFN

Mars, here we come!

It's official! On Wednesday, there was a bill introduced that will set a goal for human exploration of space. Read the press release below:

PRESS RELEASE
Date Released: Wednesday, May 15, 2002
House Science Committee, Democratic Membership

Lampson Introduces Bill to Stimulate Human Space Exploration
(Washington) - U.S. Rep. Nick Lampson (D-TX) introduced bipartisan
legislation today to establish a series of goals to advance the
nation's human space flight program over the next twenty years.

Among the goals specified in the bill, the eight-year goal would
require the development and flight demonstration of a reusable space
vehicle capable of carrying humans from low Earth orbit to libration
points in space, which could be used to assemble large-scale
scientific observatories far beyond low Earth orbit. The twenty-year
goal would require development of a reusable vehicle to carry humans
to and from Martian orbit, development of a human occupied research
facility on one of the moons of Mars, and development of a reusable
vehicle to carry astronauts from Martian orbit to Mars and back.

The bill will allow the best, most innovative mission concepts to
compete. The bill also sets tough requirements for periodic
independent cost and schedule reviews to ensure that the exploration
initiative is properly managed.

"The real obstacle we face in overcoming the drift in the nation's
human space flight program is not technological and it's not
financial - it's the lack of commitment to get started. We don't need
another national commission to come up with goals for human space
flight beyond low Earth orbit," said Lampson. "What we need is a
national commitment to carry out any one of the many worthy goals
that have been articulated to date. The Space Exploration Act of 2002
provides this commitment with a concrete set of goals for the
nation's human space flight program after the International Space
Station."

The Ranking Democratic Member of the Science Committee, Rep. Ralph M.
Hall said, "Rep. Lampson's bill is an important step in establishing
a vision for NASA's human space flight program. I'm pleased to be a
cosponsor of the bill, and I hope that the Science Committee will
incorporate these goals in the NASA authorization bill when we mark
it up next month."

The bill also establishes an Office of Exploration within NASA to
carry out the programs to meet the goals and authorizes $50 million
and $200 million for FY 2003 and 2004, respectively.

How amazing is that! I might actually get invlolved in this one. Maybe I'll even call my congressperson. I really would like to be able to go to Mars. If they have a 20yr plan, it would be perfect. I would be 43. That is perfect. I'm so excited! I need to start training now!

With great power comes great responsibility

I went, I laughed, I cried, it became a part of me. You probably think I'm talking about Star Wars Episode 2, but NO! It's all about SPIDERMAN! What a fantastic movie! I've seen it 5 times. Yes, 5 times. There is not one bad part in the whole entire film. Tobey Maguire is excellent, as is Willem Dafoe, and Kirsten Dunst. I never read the comic book (and yes, I can still appreciate a "comic book movie") but from all the fan boys I know, it does it justice. Now we just have to wait until May 7, 2004 to see Spiderman 2. Danny Elfman's score for the movie gives me goosebumps and tinglies every time I hear it. I am an official Spiderman gusher.

On a less enthusiastic note, I went to see Star Wars Episode II: Attack of the Clones. Um, well, it was good. The only bone I have to pick is that the romance between Anakin and Padme seemed rushed. They probably could have done a whole movie on just that. I'm really impressed at how they really tried to continue every single plotline, and manage to make the movie only 2hrs and 20mins. I really liked the planet scenes, and Yoda. Oh my god, if you ever see one thing in your life, you need to see Yoda with a lightsaber. Good action, alright dialogue, and Jar Jar Binks was only in 3 scenes (Even though I didn't mind him in the first one too much). I really wanted to see it in digital. There is one theatre in Vegas where it is in digital, and I hear there is a huge difference.

And to bring the enthusium back... ENTERPRISE is great! Love that freakin show! I tape it every week, and I get home and watch it religiously. The season finale is May 22, and it will be a continuing storyline with the Temporal Cold War. Or TCP as us nerds like to call it. I really like T'Pol, Trip and Reed. If I ever get around to it, I might post my pictures from the Pasadena Grand Slam Convention where I met most of the cast of Enterprise. Now that school is over for the moment, I just might do that.

Speaking of school, I will hear from Caltech in the first week of June. My finals were harsh. I really kind of messed up my Calculus final, and I got lucky (I think) on my Finite math final. My teacher asked me if I wanted to tutor math in the math lab for the summer, so that's something, right? I'll let everyone know what happens either way (with Caltech).

That's it for now. Smell ya later.

So tired...

Today, I am the most tired I've ever been. I finally took my Caltech entrance exams (they determine, if you get accepted, what classes you will place into), and I totally sucked. I only answered one question on the Physics exam. I've never taken calculus based physics before! The calculus exam was ok, but it was kind of like those math exams that I used to get entered into in Jr.High and High school. They really try to trick you, and if that is all a test is trying to do, then it can kiss my ass. I found myself dreaming about calculus last night, how sad.

I talked to my friend of 17years (Emily) yesterday. I hadn't talked to her for like a year. Man, it's amazing what a person can go through and still be ok.

Is it just me, or are there a whole crap load of people getting married this year? At least in my small neck of the woods. I know at least 5 couples that are for sure for sure getting married in the next year. Do I add my name to that list? No, I don't think so.

Pass the Donuts

Over at The Trek BBS people are just giving no end of shit to Enterprise. So seeing as I'm still a little bitter from a couple days ago, I added this saying to my signature...

"I am an Enterprise whore."

It seems that I am. I don't see anything wrong with it. It's like a children's christmas play where every kid but your own sucks.

I don't like Voyager, but I don't devote several days to writing about how much I hate it. Maybe a few sentences, but that's it.

Did I mention that "I HATE TODAY!"

Yup, still sucks. It keeps getting worse.

That third test will remain unknown, and the teacher in that class sucks ass. Never take a class where "staff" is written where it should say the teachers name. This usually means they don't have anyone to teach the class at the time of publishing the catalog. They will hire anyone, and no, you don't need a teaching degree. Isn't that sad?

I hate everyone today. It's amazing. I work in the ultimate beacon of hope for all humanity, and the irony is that everyone (well not everyone, but you know who you are) is the polar opposite of that hope. People suck. I really wish I could just not work here anymore, but be able to find a job that is as flexable and pays as well as this one. Oh, and I also work for my favorite hobby. Insert: Rock and Hard Place. The rest of today better rock.