Freeloader.com is very cool. I can sell my individuality as a person in exchange for a position as a statistic, and free games!. Finally, an alternative to spending so much time searching for illegal downloads of games I want to play.

Anger. Rage. Burn. Fire. Contempt.

rlstadler4 (10:00:04 PM): ARGH! I live in an age of instant gratification! I want my answers NOW.
rlstadler4 (10:05:09 PM): Waiting 5 minutes to respond certainly isn't helping the situation either.
FactolG (10:05:27 PM): hmm?

Something tells me this was intentional to further destroy my view of the world. And yes, this would be better put in my profile, but I feel like linking there now, so I'll do that.

This sucks. I mean, it shouldn't, but I just can't shake this feeling that it does.

You see, as it so happens, I am going to regionals for the science fair, however, I don't like my project that much. I mean, I just don't know that much, I didnt' get that much done, and I haven't got a whole lot to show for the work I did, which to me seems all to unremarkable now. On the other hand, I'm glad that I get to go to regionals, because at least there I can see other people's worthwhile projects. Of course, I never actually get much out of looking at their projects. Whatever, such is life, at least I miss a day of school.

I guess it's good that I'm going, I'm just in a bad mood for... some reason.

It must be a gender thing. Why is it that my sister will have friends over, and cook, however I will not. This is not an issue of competence, for in the few instances I have attempted to cook things, they turned out fine. The same, in a sense, applies to her. Sure, this may be connected to the fact that she apparently has to bake something for a bake sale... but still.

Speaking of bake sales, there has got to be a better way for school organizations to earn money. I mean, they could invest or something, maybe that's too long term, but no less, there are surely faster, and more effective means of achieving profit. For example, grand theft. No, not just grand theft, grand theft auto.

Ok, maybe not crime, but even still. I remain convinced there are better ways I just can't think of at the moment.

Ack, it's almost two in the morning. My sleep schedule has been fucked since about two weeks ago... and then the problem was exacerbated by sleep loss due to the science fair. It's a good thing tomorrow's a snow day, again.

I've been thinking. What is there to do for a snow day? Not a whole hell of a lot when there's so much snow on the ground that nobody can or is willing to drive. Aw shit, I'm dizzy from lack of sleep I think... or something. I was going to write something interesting and/or profound here, but I think I'm going to collapse on the ground before writing a coherent paragraph.

I think I'm going to make my life's goal to become a professional ninja, so to speak. That or model my life after characters like The Raven or Hiro Protagonist from Neal Stephenson's Snow Crash. The book rocks, and both of the characters are quite cool. No matter, I still need sleep.

SMAC is addictive. SMAC is going to fill the chunk of time in my life previously occupied by work. SMAC enlightens me. SMAC allows me deep insight into the inner workings of the human mind. SMAC is commonly purchased on small plastic tray like apparatuses. SMAC is good stuff.

Off to enjoy some SMAC.