Halo space cowboys and cowgirls. It's another glorious day in NJ. For the first hour since I've been home, it is no longer raining. That means the water level in my basement/pool is dropping.

So, in a little over a week, I'll be moving out. Shit! System shutdown in 20 seconds. Ok, to be continued...

Continued:
It was one helluva shutdown. All my senses were shutdown—in fact, my entire body was shutdown. My mind, too, was shutdown. All I had left was my soul.

(Aside: In the Medieval Ages, when the King of Si would challenge the King of Yang to a duel on a near daily basis, souls without bodies, like myself at this point, were called Yoyugargs.)

After several hours of aimless wandering, I found myself in the Prairies of Ayre. Here, I found a dozen or more souls. They, too, we banished to this terrible place by the 60-Seconds-to-Shutdown-Demon. With our souls combined, we combusticated a fervent mushuka (analogous to a real-world campfire) and told stories if times that were.

One soul named Thomas, who was an anus fly back in the day, was sure a funny soul. Then, another soul, young Mary, who, born in a top secret lab in New Guinea, Russia, was hybrid between a human and a stone. My soul eyes were sure opened by this unforgetable experience. And then it happened....

Twelve blazing monkeys shut out of the sky like torpedos with clown faces painted on. They bombarded into my chest, tickling the life out of Anabel Taylor, a young maiden who had hair growing out of her mouth. It was then that Napolean the Chef stole the Ancient 10 Cooking Secrets from Solomon's tomb of the four aging rabbis. He then combined all these 10 secrets to develop a nuclear reactor the size of Uranus. True, he had become mad. They say, an orange can become sour, but a sour orange it is not! In this case, Napolean had already aligned 20 quarters betwixt the eclipse of Hibernia.

"Hibernate!!!" The general of the bears shouted. That, they say, was how the war of the trunk-legged elephants began.

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Yes, it's true. Classes, finally, are done—till 2004 at least, ha!

The only downside to all this is I have no internet connection from my computer. Right now, I'm on my bro's computer. Now, I'm sure no one cares, but you must care! All my NuTANG production stuff is on my other computer, so working without a direct online connection will slow everything down.

But don't worry, things are still going along smoothly. In fact, mostly everything is up. Looking in my writing section for a peek at what's to come.

More news... I'm moving to a new home two towns down. I'll be working in for a company Connecticut come Fall in the avionics systems something something department. It will r0X0R!!

Lat0r. Home sleep is always the best.

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Some things are inevitable.

In a few days, my rent ends, and I'll need to blow this joint. One year of fond memories of lonely, sleepless, cold nights. It brings a tear to my nostril. So now, I gotta clear out my 387 lbs of pure trash (hundreds of arizona peach tea bottles, thousands of dirty napkins and plates, and millions of papers strewn around).

Also, my crate of washed laundry is still sitting there in the corner of the room, beside the neighbor's dead (lost) dog. I gotta fold that shit too.

But, there are more importants priorities—the Reformation! It's coming.. it's coming like a swarm of locusts of good luck. There is a rumour about; they say you're leaving nehalem.

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After living these past several days in darkness, I finally convinced myself that spending $.34 on a new light bulb is a practical investment. And so, I came home.. as giddy as a school girl, ready to install the bulb. And that's when it happened. I took off the lid, and the gentle circulation from the fan blew thousands of dead gnats, flies, mosquitos, insect-protistas, and other creatures into my face. I instantly fell to the ground in pain. The dead bugs clogged up mouth and nose—forcing me to breathe through my ears. And my eyes, oooh the pain. The dried carcasses felt like tacks punturing my cornea. So now my room is brightly lit again.

This reminds me of my freshmen friends [1] [2]

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It's a somewhat large file. So, I changed it to a link. Over here.
Such is my life!

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My professor's dad died, so he had to be out of town today. Another professor filled his place today, and to get to know everyone, he made everyone introduce themselves and say their major and stuff.

Soon, I discovered, there were 2 grad students in my class. Intriguing. Simply intriguing. And here they are...

Now, the rest of my class...

(I'm the third guy from the left.)

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