Mood:



Stress Cleaning Day...



Browncoat Shame....I did not see Serenity on Opening night. I'll probably get
around to seeing it thursday evening. Apparently Saint heard 10:30 instead of
10 and she was out of range and there was no way to make it. No idea when Jenny
saw it( I don't doubt that she did she it)... Omar saw it at 7:15 and assumed I
would as well...I was still recovering from the Open Bone Lab...ugh. I do like
them, don't get me wrong...but when you get the people that gab about their
life story and then pick up the right femur and cheerfully declare it's a left
humerus...(sigh) I also hate the preachy people who have a few more years on me
and think they can tell me what to do with my life...But it's not all
bad...There are more good people than bad...Natalie the lab assistant...and
Danni...and other people who I've met in other Crim classes. I opted out of the
one today...I just can't do two in a row this time....



I was going to write an entry last night, but when I realized there was no Sept
31st at quarter to 10 I ran out( literally) to get a bus pass...luckily they
had a lot as the gas prices rise...and rise...



I'll try to pick a psych paper topic tonight(sexual imprinting?) and begin a
thesis for the English paper...Speaking of writing, I received an email from
writing.com(formally stories.com) claming my account would be
"purged" in two days unless I logged in. I did....deleted some old
garbage(stuff from grade 9) and I'm now in the process of editing some recent
stuff to post. I'm still deciding CRWR1 or 2...both stories are equally as
bad...



Hmm...Jenny went at 7:15...and the theatre was packed...and she enjoyed
it...(sigh)...duh...she's not going to pull a Bajnik...God Forbid I have to
repeat that again. Poor Wes...



I've had two cups of real coffee and a latte today...so I'm a little buzzed
out...well...more like a caffeine induced heart attack. I sound like Mr.
Clarke...ha!



Pyro is out on the Island today, playing a Senior Football game...though he's
said himself he'll probably be a benchwarmer for most of it...He's only a grade
10 anyway...but he's happy to play Senior...Sad to say I wish he was here so we
could go see Serenity tonight...If anyone tells him that, I'll deny it outright
Hey! That rhymes!!



Yeah, I done...time to clean the den...not the Dens...which is a part of your
Axis C2 Vertebra...AHHH...BONE FREAK!



-Cleric

Mood:---



Serenity: Report from the Frontlines...



Being a Browncoat, I couldn't help grinning ear to ear as the long awaited BDM
began. Just waiting for that distinctive guitar twang to indicate the theme
song would actually live on in the movie. Yeah, I didn't get that. Nonetheless,
the movie was spectacular, though I can see where some hardcore Browncoats will
be more or less disappointed with the outcome of the crew of Serenity and the
ship itself. Whedon, you bastard...I'm surprised Tim didn't have a large role
in the formation of the plot, as we know...Minear likes to kill off
people...alot of people...over and over again. Boy howdy was the body count
high...so were the injuries...The Operative would be a match for Vader's
evilness...unrelenting, evil with some incredibility skilled moves. Like that
one where he crushes a nerve column in the back and causes his victims to fall
upon his sword. Luckily for Mal, who had that nerve removed after getting a shrapnel
wound during The War, didn't fall prey to the Operative. River...what can we
say about her? Whedon likes to have girls kicking
ass...Buffy...Fred...etc...But come on, an entire fleet of Reavers and River
lays waste to them ALL? Yeah...right. Her trigger was the Blue Sun
ad...(sigh)...I expected way more funnier moments...not like they're went
any...just not enough to tip the balance of tragedy. The ship itself...mighty
pretty flying all about...except when they have to "Reaver Rape" it
to allow it to slip between the Reaper Armada....They actually strapped bodies
to the ship...and a cannon...a cannon! It's ridiculous! We now know the origins
of the Reavers...The Alliance attempt to peaceful subdue a world and as Mal put
it..."to make it without sin"...yeah, didn't work as they
thought...the side effects of the substance used either made you lie down and
die...or get up and start eating people...the event was the secret River kept
within her head...why the Blue Handed Men wanted her...Apparently allowing key
government persons to visit a Reader is a bad idea...as that reader can pick up
secrets...



I can say I've grown attached to most of the characters of
Firefly/Serenity...but even I knew someone would die...my money was always on
Simon and The Shepard...Simon would die for River...and Book could be removed
and a series could still carry on...Well, Book did in fact die as the Alliance
raided his sanctuary he kept for the crew(named Haven).....but Simon did not
die...Wash died...a reaver Spiked missile impaled him in the pilots
chair...they couldn't do anything about it...Wash...the delightfully hilarious
pilot of the ship...with his dinosaurs and his pacifist ways was impaled in his
chair...Now that got me...(not as much as Wes during "Not Fade Away")
but close...so what the hell is Alan Tudyk going to do for the sequels...which
are possible....depending on how many more people it...how many more times I go
see it...Though I have to say that the death of Wash may prevent me from going
multiple times...but I will as it is my Browncoat duty....Oh, Saint is going to
like this part...Simon and Kaylee get together, and I mean get together(on the
floor of the engine room)...Jewel had lost some weight since the show(Whedon
didn't want Kaylee to be a stick anyway, but said Jewel didn't need to gain the
weight again for the movie) and she looked better than ever....During the giant
Reaver fight, she got 3 darts in her neck...and Simon got shot in the gut...and
Zoe got shot in the back...Jayne took two in the chest(and a Reaver Harpoon in
the knee at the beginning)...needless to say, they all survived their
wounds...there was a point where I thought NO ONE was going to survive the
movie and Whedon would let the BDHs go out in a blaze of bullets and glory.
He's been known to do such horrid things...Amber Benson's name get put  in
the credits of Buffy in the episode Tara dies(not like I cared about Tara)...A
light and happy episode like "Smile Time" gets followed up with
"Hole in the World" and Fred coughing up blood...When Serenity
crashed landed, I thought no one would have walked away from that!!!



Now I'm waiting on Jenny to come online so I can get more of this out to
someone who understands...I might hit the messageboards and go to all the
"Spoiler" threads as I have seen it and are now immune...



-Cleric

I'm going to leave the short entry standing...



Here's what I don't get, as of late...I've been quite stressed. More than
usual...But I've been sleeping like a baby...11 at night until roughly 6 the
next morning. For me, that's unheard of. When I'm...some what level(I'm never
not stressed, I just cope) I'm an insomiac, as several blog entries have
documented in the past. So what the hell? I got up around noon today...and I'm
tired. I don't think it's something medical...no iron deficiency or whatever. I
work out enough( I walked home today) and I'll be in the gym on Friday after
the bone exam.



I mean, come on...I'm an academic...my entire life has been tests, exams and
papers. I live and breathe APA format. I'm a king of pointless academic
practices. So I'm not worried about taking the test. I've absorbed  pretty
much all the information I can from the 5 weeks I've been wrist deep in bones
and I can side bones in a matter of moments...I've even figured out the exact
difference between metacarpals and metatarsals out of context
visually...believe me, that's harder than it first seems. Could it be the
"increased" coffee intake? I've recently made the jump up to
"real" coffee...not the mixed espresso drinks, but the stuff you brew
in the morn'…but wouldn't that have the opposite effect? I should be out of
control on a caffeine rage...I'm not as I put last year, burnt out on a diet
of coffee and stress(as oppose to red meat and rage) I've done this before.
The Big 5 courses...Most people are still shocked when I tell them...then you
get the people that are working and taking courses full time...which make me
look like a pansy. Then you get these people who say they've always gotten A's
in courses...until they tell you they take one per semester...oh whoopie do.
I'm so impressed. Come to think of it, I got a B+ when I took just one
course...but remember, i didn't study for the exams(just the labs...all the
labs)...Did I mention I ran into Jessica last week? Right before Psych...it was
cool. We had a nice little chat. I guess I do know more people than I think. I
know alot of people...all it's a question of is how deep to the relationships
go....I'm still standing by the theory that I'm socially retarded...I'd get a
score lower than 70 on an Social IQ test. That doesn't mean I can't deal with
people, I just don't deal with them in any meaningful way. I keep looking at
the psych books and the Erikson's Stages..."Intimacy vs
Isolation"...that where I always seem to be...well, not yet...I'm almost
in that stage...I'm still dealing with "identity vs role" confusion
and I completely got shafted during the "Competence vs inferiority"
stage...gwah...psychological mess...See? I do study...from time to time...



I'm just not going to read Salinger's Nine Stories tonight...no...not
going to. Not like I would do any better on the reading quiz in the morning.
Ha..."Goodman Brown?" Remember that? I read that so well...and didn't
do to well on that. All I should be focusing on is my English paper. Rideout
might be a great guy, with his engaging lectures, his 4 pairs of sunglasses and
a zippo...but he marks like a Hun...



You know what I realized? Talking to Jenny is almost like talking to a
kid...very narrow minded...Bring up

A) Wally(her beagle)

or

B)The Whedonverse and anything/anyone related to it...and you can get
the girl talking for days...bring up anything else...class and life  in
general...nothing...imagine dating her!...and she's a picky eater! Bwah! I
guess I finally pulled my head out of my ass! I keep looking back and wonder
what I've seen in certain women. Amy...that's easy...she was so radically
different...Emily...eh...Jenny?...um...Yeah, let's drop that line of thought.



Man, I miss "my" Ipod...Seriously...I do...but I'm not going to get
one yet. I'm waiting for a generation jump(and for them to increase their
quality control) and a job...because the money I'm hording from the HBC has to
last me until then...not like I buy much...Coffee(less now)...CDs...Lunch and
gym/bus passes...



I always pegged myself as a Criminology major with a large psych component...but
recently I've deemed myself to lean more towards sociological criminology than
psychological criminology...I mean, I love the "Stress Theory" of
crime...and that's sociological in nature. I always used to make fun of
sociology majors too...hee hee....Hey, I'm still a crim major...the Hard
Charging, ass kicking kind...



Yeah, I'm done...time for bed? Yeah...whoa...



-Cleric

Mood:...ugh



Well, I can spell sphero occipital synchrondrosis suture but pivot and clavicle
seemed to be out of my reach. Man, some of the questions were just picky as
hell...and I swear all the vertabrae attached to the others unless there 5th
Lumbar or 1st Cervical. There was a question that asked how many bones were in
the hand...I instantly thought of that episode of MASH. Hawkeye got that one
wrong because of a squirrel...I said like 20...which isn't right. But, Hey...question
33 was a cranium that pointed inside...to the basilar suture...so I spelt out
SOS like a pro...and the sacrum was a hoot...I felt gipped about the
metatarsals vs. metacarpals...THEY WERE IN CONTEXT!!! I had to write notes
beside the question so I could come back to them later. I didn't put a side for
the external auditory meatus...but I did for everything else in that skull
question...



Before the exam...I passed back and forth until someone I could bear showed
up...My little crew shared non-bone stories and twizzlers before the exam(like
I need the sugar)...I have a good crew. Once we moved into the hallway infront
of the class, it looked like a bunch of refugees...in huddled broken masses...



I've said it before...I'm not easily impressed by product placement(Blade:
Trinity Ipod notwithstanding)...and I'm not even a car guy...but you just can't
help but be impressed by the new CSI Mobile Crime Lab Denali
XL...silver...custom chrome gear compartments in back...all those flashing
police strobes and worklights...(sigh)......they really exist...Hendersonville
has a similar platform with factory Truck Vaults in a Tahoe...Personally...I'd
do it in a Suburban...4x4 with a winch...(tee hee)

Big...Shiny...Lights



Speaking of Shiny...I watched my first Firefly episode post Serenity...which is
a good thing. Of course it didn't help that I had to pick "War
Stories"...poor Wash...fanboards
are being discrete about it as not to spoil it for the fans in other countries
where it hasn't premiered yet. Even I'm tempted to replace my Jenny-Serenity
Movie Wallpaper with a fan made Wash one...and I didn't even like Wash THAT
much...I'm more of a Jayne guy anyway...sometimes Simon...not really though...



Well, I guess that's 5 week well spent...now I can do my english/pysch/Intro
Policing paper...probably in that order...

Mood: ---



- Left over turkey and soy sauce is food of the Gods

- Eating half a pumpkin pie for breakfast is not a wise course of action

- I think Gwen Stefani got shafted, trading in her 4 smelly boys for 4 Japanese
girls

- I'm either too random or not random enough

-"You can't take the sky from me" but you can sure prevent a sequel....17
million my ass...

- 15 minutes in Saint time is truly 50 minutes...except when a turkey dinner is
involved

-Matt Dusk+ Ben Gibbard= George Logan...

-Ed the Sock is a social genius...

-Everybody does rap...it's the sound of isolation and poverty...German
Rap...Jewish Rap...Native Rap...Polish Rap

-Shrapnel wounds can be a good thing...especially when dealing with martial
arts nerve paralyzing moves...

-Breast Cancer...find a cure, all good...Testicular Cancer...a worthwhile
cause...Prostate Cancer...people cringe and whisper...

-Screamin' and yellin' uses up oxygen...and that's a bad thing...

-If wishes were horses we'd all be eatin' steak and they'd be 20 seasons of
Firefly

-Favourite meal of the day is breakfast...but I'm not a morning person...

Mood:---



I wonder what will kill me first? Diabetic Coma or a caffeine induced heart
murmur...I'll explain. Not the most healthy diet day ever. It began like always
with half a cup of coffee, little sugar with "Half and Half"...a Gala
Apple and a bit of yogurt. My right eye was red and puffy...so contacts were
out of the question. I don't feel like a human being when I walk outside the
house wearing glasses. So for most of Forensic Anthro I didn't feel quite
there. The Sub talked too much and the group was dissident...Luckily Sabine
will be back. I can't believe I said that. Apparently I started a small war
inside the classroom. For some reason we got the wrong skeleton...my
fault...and now we must fight for Jorge...yeah, my group is out of it's mind.
That's why I fit it so well. So I got home about 11 and due to the teacher's
strike...Mom and Pyro were home. I had the biggest craving for breakfast.
Namely Hashbrowns and HP Sauce. Ironically, I don't really have a taste for HP
Sauce, but I smothered my hashbrowns with it. I had about 3 cups of coffee
without even knowing it. I hate all those covert re-fills.

I came home and rested for a while. Luckily my contacts were done...and I felt
like a person going into Intro to Policing. Huey promised doughnuts to smash
the cliché and a class of 35 were allowed one each. She also showed an Ali G
episode with the police academy. Sadly, I was the only one who knew about Ali
G...that always seems to be the way...I had a doughnut and other cup of coffee
to go with the doughnut. By the time I finished class I was so buzzed out.
Thankfully I will be more than ready to pull a demi all-nighter for the Billy
Bud English paper. Screw the HoD and Fight Club idea...The reason it's a demi all-nighter
is because the english class is, of course,  Thursday morning and not
tomorrow morning. I don't think I have the will to pull a real all-nighter with
an 8Am class. I wouldn't make it...I ran into Omar before Policing...Knowing
Omar, I can't trust what he said about a Psych exam nor the AI assignment. I'll
figure it out in the morning...like I always seem to.



I came home had rice, chicken and ice cream...not all in one part of
course...not really the most healthy day I've ever had...now I'm watching
NCIS...ah, I like that new Ziva girl...Heavily armed iron tough Mossad
agent...(sigh)...done



-Cleric