Long Time No See
I know I haven't up-(ooh, pretty and small text in the input box, I like)-dated in a long time. Consequently, I have to try to remember what happened in the space of time before my last update. As that is so, I make no claims aout the precise chronological accuracy of my subseqent ramblings, other than to point out that they are, in fact, roughly sequential.
A while ago (right before I started slacking off, I'd meant to write about this then but never got around to it) I went to a Crystal Method/Fat Boy Slim concern at the House of Blues. That was extremely cool, especially since I didn't have to pay a dime. The music was, of course, absolutely awesome, even if The Crystal Method didn't start mixing until two hours into the concert. I'd spent the day at DisneyQuest, which just added to the overall greatness of the day. They have the most impressive collection of arcade machines I've ever seen.
Few weeks ago I got shot by an idiot with a flashy new .45. STILL have a bruise across my chest from it. I was walking into the gun store (needed some more 7.62, my dad has a Springfield '03 I didn't know about until recently) and I saw this asshole waving his pistol around like a bloody stylus. Went off, caught me about an inch left of the sternum. Fortunately it hit the kevlar in my jacket, so I was still around to be angry enough to get up and break both of his hands. (After which I promptly fell back down. Being shot fucking HURTS, even when it doesn't penetrate.)
Which brings me to the next thing that happened - I was indicted and brought in for a hearing. He charged me for breaking his hands. That caught me nonplussed, though not surprised. Luck, though. The hearing was dismissed, on the grounds that there was no way in hell of them getting a conviction (something about just cause).
Also quit the MUD I'd been playing for a while now. It had been irking me for a while, and all the reasons I was staying fell through. Feel better for it, actually, 'twas a drag on my psyche.
Everything else has just been normal. Finals, college credit tests, all the end of the year stuff. Been getting a lot of mail from several colleges, which I'm still not sure whether I like or not. True, they are useful in that they get me in contact with prospective schools, but they're both extremely limited and a pain. I suppose things will sort themselves out soon enough
A while ago (right before I started slacking off, I'd meant to write about this then but never got around to it) I went to a Crystal Method/Fat Boy Slim concern at the House of Blues. That was extremely cool, especially since I didn't have to pay a dime. The music was, of course, absolutely awesome, even if The Crystal Method didn't start mixing until two hours into the concert. I'd spent the day at DisneyQuest, which just added to the overall greatness of the day. They have the most impressive collection of arcade machines I've ever seen.
Few weeks ago I got shot by an idiot with a flashy new .45. STILL have a bruise across my chest from it. I was walking into the gun store (needed some more 7.62, my dad has a Springfield '03 I didn't know about until recently) and I saw this asshole waving his pistol around like a bloody stylus. Went off, caught me about an inch left of the sternum. Fortunately it hit the kevlar in my jacket, so I was still around to be angry enough to get up and break both of his hands. (After which I promptly fell back down. Being shot fucking HURTS, even when it doesn't penetrate.)
Which brings me to the next thing that happened - I was indicted and brought in for a hearing. He charged me for breaking his hands. That caught me nonplussed, though not surprised. Luck, though. The hearing was dismissed, on the grounds that there was no way in hell of them getting a conviction (something about just cause).
Also quit the MUD I'd been playing for a while now. It had been irking me for a while, and all the reasons I was staying fell through. Feel better for it, actually, 'twas a drag on my psyche.
Everything else has just been normal. Finals, college credit tests, all the end of the year stuff. Been getting a lot of mail from several colleges, which I'm still not sure whether I like or not. True, they are useful in that they get me in contact with prospective schools, but they're both extremely limited and a pain. I suppose things will sort themselves out soon enough