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Fumbling Towards Ecstasy

Wednesday, September 17, 2003

Goddamn Wireless

I hate this shit. The internet connections in this school are atrociously bad. They are horrible!! The wireless connections they force us to use haven't worked right from the beginning of the year. They go on and off and on and off as the computer service people frantically fix things. It is sooooo frustrating. And then, when it does work, it's slower than hell, and is really picky about what it'll actually connect to. I can connect to AIM on a regualr basis, and today was the first time I've actually been to a webpage with my computer. But MSN still does not work. I don't get it. And then, when the wireless does work, it usually randomly disconnects less than a half an hour later. Good GOD!

So I've been forced to use the computer labs since the beginning of school for my blogging and info needs. You'd think the computer labs would be better, right? Well, I suppose they are, but not by much. You see, the computer labs are almost as finicky about connecting as the wireless system. It took me 20 minutes of constantly typing and retyping my password and trying to login before anything happened. And then it can be as slow as the wireless half the time. The only thing better: I can use MSN. But I can't use AIM. Go figure.

So, yeah, this shit needs to get fixed because it is ridiculous.

In other news, I need to start going to the gym again to make sure I am nice and buff for the photo shoot I'm doing as soon as I can shave off this grotesque facial hair in October. The photographer has been giving me links to all these places to give me ideas, and for me to tell him what I like. I'm kinda lost in the whole thing. I've never done it before. Anything is fine by me. But oh well, it ought to be fun.

Talk to Sharon today. I need to stop internalizing relationships. Just because something goes wrong doesn't make me any worse of a person. I need to work on that. Also, I need to get on a regular sleeping schedule (ha, as I type at 2:00 in the morning), and I need to concentrate on the little everyday things instead of dwelling on emotional issues I can't control. And I need to go to class. I'll do that. I swear.

Oh, and she said she wouldn't be surprised if Nick actually called me in a week or so. She said he's just a type of person who wants a little distance, but not too much distance, and that he might try and pull me back in. Well, Nick, you can try, but I'm not falling for your shit ever again.

Doc said that the other day, at rehearsal, was the best acting he's ever seen me do. Yay! I'm a good actor again! Yay for raging!

Village Inn really, really, really needs to start using grahm cracker crusts. Because whatever the hell they're using right now makes me want to puke. And it's a shame because the rest of the pie is so yummy . . . poor pie with a crappy crust.

La la, I am on a mission this weekend. I need to scope out gay clubs to show Katie (freshman in the show) what to wear for her costume. Granted, I probably won't be much help. I just think it's cool that Doc is sending me to gay clubs for the play. It's nice to have the excuse. If anyone wants to come along, you're more than welcome. Just let me know.

Although I'm gonna feel real dumb going to a club with this beard-thingy on my face . . .

Eric 9/17/2003 02:13:00 AM

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