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at the bottom of my bag i found raisins that must have spilled months ago, as i have not had raisins for quite some time (I believe it was October when I was fixated on raisins). what is at the bottom of your bag? a key a receipt a nude picture? |
so i dont know Mrs Pummelhorse..................... id like to get down now. |
I'm on a roll today! |
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purse: three pens, two sets of keys (used to lock my keys in the car all the time), fm timecard. mini notepad, kleenex, a couple'a extra pads, mint smints, tablet gum in a foil pill packet. lip gloss, lipgloss, lipstick, hairbrush, other misc. makeup and hair products. two library cards, student body card, my checkbook, various other membership cards, money...i forgot that i took the calculator out. backpack: binder decorated with cardigans and other people and a skittles rainbow, norton's anthology of modern poetry, graph paper pad, a book about how to do celtic art, my zodiac journal, camera, a copy of "violet & claire" by francesca lia block, water bottle, colored pencils, my poetry (three for poetry, one for other stuff) and schoolwork computer discs, pencil box and a blue metallic pen for writing in journals only. whew!!!! i cart a lot of stuff around! |
I have an apointment for another injection on monday, but maybe I'll just skip it. sex requires too much trust, and we all know what a bad idea it is to trust people. and the bitterness continues to be spread. |
Pez: all that stuff is at the BOTTOM of your purse / backpack? What's on top? a truer and fuller inventory of my bottomness: one credit card receipt from the prego! pizza place on 2nd and Clay, next to where my roommate is getting work as an office temp. Apparently, I left a dollar tip on two slice of pie, for a total of $8.35 two addresses of possible employers, jotted down at same temp agency. directions to the lazerquick copy center at Mall 205. the address of the nearest center for the Oregon Employment Department. the aforementioned MAX train ticket. one black and white plastic "bandito" lighter. one penny, dated 1986. one green BIC fountain pen with blue ink. |
i eat on the run a lot, so when dishes get slim i have to check my bag, my car, my other bag, and my purse. shit!! i just spilled my cranberry juice on the floor, on the wall near me is a no food or drink sign. i can't go up and ask for a napkin, so i took a piece of notebook paper and covered it up, it soaked through, so i covered it up with my bag. i can't get kicked out i have to finish my paper. bastards! (i know it is my fault but i'm displacing the blame). |
Richmond has a problem keeping black hair dye in stock. These students are proof of that. The walls are concrete and white...a digital message board is on the wall which flashes red letters tell everyone when this foul basement is open. And the current time... And everyone has discarded their winter jackets..because it's freezing cold outside and it's warmer than hell in here... And I'm bored....and this is the last day of classes before finals, and I should be studying, and I'm not. And good lord...there's a hottie. I'm a hormone. |
anyway to the point. i believe there is a secret society of computer lab users. as i've been switching between the two big labs on campus i see the same people each day. this wouldn't be so odd but i come at different times during the day ranging from 6 in morning to 2 in the morning. i always recognize at least three people. hmmm... is there a club? how do i become a member? do they serve cake? i bet they didn't spill cranberry juice on the new carpet. |
I only have day classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays..and I have an hour and a half in between classes. Most of the time I meet my friend Ryan at the coffee shop..but every once in awhile, I'll feel like being anti-social and duck in here. And it's the same people. I'm looking around and I recognize at least four people in here. They're in here every time. Weird. I think you're on to something. My old neighbor is in here too. He's cute. He's engaged, but he's cute...in a sort of preppy boy way. He always give me this weird handshake sort of thing and then says something about long live the laundry detergent.. Hmmm. I wonder. |
you always see in the computer lab, at all hours of the day... They're MUDing. trust me. |
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Dimension] 1. A class of virtual reality experiments accessible via the Internet. These are real-time chat forums with structure; they have multiple `locations' like an adventure game, and may include combat, traps, puzzles, magic, a simple economic system, and the capability for characters to build more structure onto the database that represents the existing world. 2. vi. To play a MUD. The acronym MUD is often lowercased and/or verbed; thus, one may speak of `going mudding', etc. Historically, MUDs (and their more recent progeny with names of MU- form) derive from a hack by Richard Bartle and Roy Trubshaw on the University of Essex's DEC-10 in the early 1980s; descendants of that game still exist today and are sometimes generically called BartleMUDs. There is a widespread myth (repeated, unfortunately, by earlier versions of this lexicon) that the name MUD was trademarked to the commercial MUD run by Bartle on British Telecom (the motto: "You haven't _lived_ 'til you've _died_ on MUD!"); however, this is false -- Richard Bartle explicitly placed `MUD' in the public domain in 1985. BT was upset at this, as they had already printed trademark claims on some maps and posters, which were released and created the myth. Students on the European academic networks quickly improved on the MUD concept, spawning several new MUDs (VAXMUD, AberMUD, LPMUD). Many of these had associated bulletin-board systems for social interaction. Because these had an image as `research' they often survived administrative hostility to BBSs in general. This, together with the fact that Usenet feeds were often spotty and difficult to get in the U.K., made the MUDs major foci of hackish social interaction there. AberMUD and other variants crossed the Atlantic around 1988 and quickly gained popularity in the U.S.; they became nuclei for large hacker communities with only loose ties to traditional hackerdom (some observers see parallels with the growth of Usenet in the early 1980s). The second wave of MUDs (TinyMUD and variants) tended to emphasize social interaction, puzzles, and cooperative world-building as opposed to combat and competition (in writing, these social MUDs are sometimes referred to as `MU*', with `MUD' implicitly reserved for the more game-oriented ones). By 1991, over 50% of MUD sites were of a third major variety, LPMUD, which synthesizes the combat/puzzle aspects of AberMUD and older systems with the extensibility of TinyMud. In 1996 the cutting edge of the technology is Pavel Curtis's MOO, even more extensible using a built-in object-oriented language. The trend toward greater programmability and flexibility will doubtless continue. The state of the art in MUD design is still moving very rapidly, with new simulation designs appearing (seemingly) every month. Around 1991 there was an unsuccessful movement to deprecate the term MUD itself, as newer designs exhibit an exploding variety of names corresponding to the different simulation styles being explored. It survived. See also bonk/oif, FOD, link-dead, mudhead, talk mode. never done it. don't care to. |
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it'd be a lot easier if i had an apron with pockets...then it would be another storage object to store. |
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No I do belive there is some sort of secret society but there is no way you can get in, I have my parents machine to use so I don't hit the lab often but everytime I do I see the same people at the same computers... I think its a cult. |
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maybe that's just phoenix. thanks for thinking about my miserable ass. |
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except for the brown cloud. She wouldn't shut up about the brown cloud over phoenix. Needless to say, I didn't go. |
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