I LOVE NEIL GAIMAN

HOLY CRAPPIN SHITTDAMN ('scuse my Klingon)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
NEIL FLIPPIN GAIMAN WROTE A SHERLOCK-CTHULHU CROSSOVER FANFIC.
FRIKK YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111

.....I think that I'm in love. o.o

THE SITE IS UP!!

MY MOM'S NEW SITE IS SO TOTALLY UP!! W00T!!!

I helped create it. =^^=
<happy dance />

....I used wordpress because I'm still trying to get the hang of MySQL.<deepshame /> And we don't have a good computer to work as a webserver. D=

Kittehz!!

Crazy things happened these past two weeks, but first off....
I HAZ A LITTEL KITTEH!!!1

Adorable kitteh iz adorable. =}


Cooper, Yugioh Kid, Silver, Alena, and I watched The Matrix!! It was the first time Cooper and Yugioh Kid had ever seen it. It ruled. Plus, Cooper got me glasses, Witches Abroad (same as the one I lost!), a 42 towel, and some tea! Yugioh Kid got me some rockin yugioh cards. Dad and Holly got me THE Titanium Starfleet Academy Spork (I have named him Spirk and we are now the best of friends), and Mom got me.... *drumroll* A HUGE KNIFE!!! It's 6" long, has one straight and one serrated edge, comes in a sweet sheath, and is extremely sturdy. Also, it's legal to carry it, just so long as it isn't concealed.... I wish I had thought of taking some pics when I was in the grocery store. =D

I went camping this week!! It rocked. I got to rock hop, finish the book Cooper got me, and had a really funny talk with Mom in the wee hours of morning. That totally ruled. =)

22 Years Is a Long Time

[WARNING: REFERENCES TO DRUG USE AND ILLEGALLY OBTAINED EXPLOSIVES.]

[DISCLAIMER: MY MOTHER NO LONGER PERFORMS NOR CONDONES ILLEGAL ACTS. READ WITH YOUR OWN DISCRETION.]

MY MOM WOULD ALSO LIKE TO ADD THAT THIS WAS 22 YEARS AGO AND THAT SHE NEVER WOULD HAVE TOLD ME ANYTHING LIKE THIS IF IT WERE NOT FOR MURPHY SPILLING THE BEANS. CAT'S OUT OF THE BAG NOW, HUH MURPHY?? [I would like to add that Murphy is also clean and does not perform nor condone illegal acts. He also totally rocks. Oh! And I was with my Dad last night. XD]

 OH, AND THE FACT THAT SHE WAS HALF ASLEEP AND HALF DRUNK FROM THE NIGHT BEFORE. ALSO, HER DAD HAS CANCER AND SHE IS GOING OVER TO HIS HOUSE TODAY TO DISCUSS HIS WILL, SO SHE IS NOT IN HER BEST HEAD SPACE AND WOULD NOT NORMALLY TELL THIS STORY.

My Mom laid on her bed, peering at her phone with bleary eyes and wondering if she should give up trying to get back t6o sleep.

To make conversation, I told her about some of the properties of C4. When I mentioned that it mimics dynamite in many ways (except that it's easier to control), she suddenly got a strange gleam in her eyes.

"I had dynamite once." She said.

"What?" I asked. "Why?"

"Well... I was 14," She started, that funny look still in her eyes. I made myself more comfortable. This was going to be a story.

"My best friend's dad... He was a scary biker dude.* He'd give us drugs... And he was a pedophile."

I remembered some stuff about this guy. He was totally insane. I think he's dead now.

"Anyway... He went to Mexico and came back with a huge dufflebag full of M80's. Quarter sticks of dynamite. And he thought that they were perfect for a bunch kids on the Fourth of July. So he gave them to us. A bunch of delinquent druggies." She gave a slight pause then, seemingly remembering some dark past. "Let me tell you. There isn't a more perfect recipe for disaster then drugged out, delinquent teenagers, LSD, dynamite, morse code, and red tide. Not the laundry soap red tide. The glowing, washed-up-on-the-beach red tide."

"You knew morse code??" I asked, horrified and fascinated.

"Nooope." She said, shaking her head.

"Oh." I managed.

*I've met some biker dudes and I know that they aren't all scary. The one my Mom's talking about is.

My father scourged you with whips; I will scourge you with scorpions.

I'm 16!!

HAH. Take THAT, ninjas!! You have failed to kill me and now that I am of age, I am able to look upon the Scroll of Zule and learn it's secrets safely. With this knowledge I may harness the power of lighting, raise the dead, hire some Igors, and generally tower above everyone else! Yes. I now have access to.....

My grandmother's pancake recipe. O_O

LLAP!! XDD

I Saw Aliens

It rocked socks. And I don't use that expression lightly. You wanna know why it rocked so hard?

It featured Sigourney Weaver... In a giant robot suit/forklift... Battling an Alien Queen... Over an airlock.

Aw yeah.

My favorite part, though? When Ripley and Newt are stuck in the room with the facehuggers..... I screamed so loud.... I didn't know that they could skitter. =(
Poor little Newt is going to have to go through some serious counselling. D=















PS!! I made a FAQ! Please feel free to help me expand it! =^^=

AI Annoyances

Grrr. I am trying to learn AIML on a mac. I am very frustrated. I think that I understand the programming language itself... Believe it or not, it's the text editor (TextEdit) that I'm having trouble with. It can handle html, but evidently not aiml. This is very annoying because it means that I can type away at the brain of my little AI.... And that's about it. I never get to see the finished product or even test it. I have no idea if I'm doing it correctly! Maybe it doesn't run out of a browser? I can't see the results and it is driving me crazy!

PS!! I was originally going to name this post 'AI Angst' but realized that I should save it to be used should I ever suddenly start freaking out about AIs.


UPDATE! I asked Dad about it. He said that I can build it through TextEdit, but that I'd need something to run it through that would interpret it. So definitely not a web browser..... He said that Google might have a Plugin for that, and if not, we should build one.
I checked if they had it, but I don't think that they do. It seems that not very many people use AIML, which is kind of hard to believe. I think that every person has wanted to create AI at some point in their lives, and AIML doesn't seem to difficult to manage. It has tags, for godsakes!
Maybe I'm not looking in the right place? I'll go search some forums.

Eeek! Wasps!!

There is a wasp in our garage. I think it wants to eat me.

I noticed it and it's nest under the eaves a few weeks ago. Dad took down the nest and I thought nothing else of it since. Until now. The homeless wasp has moved into our garage. It keeps looking for a place to nest. I have to go in there to talk to my Mom (Dad moved the phone in there), and it swoops around my head. I move, but it follows. I don't like killing insects for many reasons (I'm slightly superstitious when it comes to insects and arachnids. I never destroy a spider's web unless I absolutely have to), but seriously. I think that this one has to go. My problem is that I don't know how to kill it. It can move through the air, bite and sting. A rolled up newspaper or towel would probably just anger it. Maybe I should try to hit it with WD-40 and hit it with a shoes when it drops out of the air? Or maybe I'm going about this all wrong. Maybe I should build a wasp trap and bait it with raw meat. Then I could poison it with wasp killer. I think I have some somewhere.....

What do you guys think?? Have any suggestions? Maybe you even know a way to evict it without hurting it... I dislike wasps, but I don't really want to kill it.

My Own Little Freudian Trio!

(In case you don't know what a Freudian Trio is, TvTropes explains it beautifully.)

I was bored the other night, so I took to writing in my journal. I have discovered that if I am given some characters that I can really visualize and a setting, I can watch them run around and interact in my head. Then I just write what I see. The cool thing about this is that they sometimes don't do things I expect! Anyway, Some weird stuff came out that night.

"On the awesome side, I have unexpectedly introduced some of my facets! Meet Notetaker, Optimist, and Cynic (or Pessimist)! 'Cmon out. Don't be shy....

[Hi there!] {Hello! =) } [Yo.]

These guys also double as my Freudian Trio!

Notetaker = Ego

Cynic       = Superego

Optimist   = ID

[Ooo, Tropes!] {Nice!} <Freud was a bastard with no style. Oh, and I'm changing my square brackets to chevrons.> [But not people will mistake you for a lonely, single, HTML tag!] <SO? they can go f-> {Cyn! =( } <fine. they can jump off a cliff. happy now?> {Much better. -^.^-} <good. by the way, capitalization is bullcrap. from now on, i'll only use it when it suits me. same for punctuation> [Now that we're changing stuff, can I use aLPHaBeT 26? See? THe QUICK BROWn FOX JUmPS OVeR THe LaZY DOG.] <you look like a {Oh noez! D= }ing idiot> Woah, there! Calm down. Cyn, don't be so rude (thanks by the way, Optimist.) Notes, I wouldn't use aLPHaBeT 26. It makes you seem a bit moody... <or like a {Cyn! T.T }> Shut it, Cyn. <fine>

...Should I mention that it is 12:45 and that I've been going to bed a bit earlier? [BTW! Cyn reminds me of Blackhat from <a href="http://www.xkcd.com">xkcd!</a> See? I told you ya look like an HTML tag.] <THIS ANY BETTER, {Oh my goodness!}?!> [Yeah, a bit actually. BTW, you could've used an interrobang! =D ] {"‽" =^.^=} <interrobangs are for lazy-ass losers.> HEY! 'CMON NOW. <sorry. "for classy people"> {Could you have at least tried to apologize?} <nope> {You are hopeless.} <hah! i stumped you. thought the day would never come.>

...This is weird. [.....Interrobang!!!]<--[What.<--[circles‽]<--[ =D ]"

Thus ended entry August 5, 2012.
Now it's difficult to not write them everywhere I go. --_--
......[‽]

A Chain of Bad News, then a Bucket of Awesome

Right. So. Bad news.
Links have been adding to the chain of insanity these past weeks. Mom is a waitress and she hurt her knee in July. Weeks later, right before work, she broke (or fractured) her thumb. Then the restaurant she worked at closed. She's bored and out of a job. She's still looking, but she isn't finding much.
We had some plumbing problems last week. The seal around the toilet's base gave out, so Mom called a plumber. He was super creepy and called her 'mariposa' and 'carnitas', claiming to have forgotten her name. Before he left, he gave her his 'personal number' that she could 'call anytime.'
Aaaand he didn't fix the problem. The plumbing also backed up into the bathtub whenever we ran the washing machine.

So Mom called them again and had them send a different guy. He suggested that they blast out the pipes with a high-pressure hose (which would end up flooding our neighbor's house). Mom thought that he was crazy and checked his licence before he did anything. It had expired. She told him about this and asked if he had changed it or something. He replied that they did have a new licence number, but he was eating so he'd have to text her later... A while later, he gave her one that turned out to belong to someone else's company.
Mom reported him for not having a licence.

Just today, a water line (or maybe a fire hydrant? Not quite sure) broke in the street. The neighborhood probably lost thousands of gallons of water and they'll probably raise the price on our water to cover it.

Luckily, they just turned the water back on.



Bucket of awesome??
I met a person and traded contact info today. =)

Our neighbor was epic enough to give us a free pass to a week at the racket club, so we went over and swam in their pool. Actually, Alena swam and I read in the shade (I hate bathing suits so I swim fully clothed. That's fine for the creek or the reservoir, but not for a public swimming pool). Halfway through, a friend of mine (the Yugioh kid) came over, so I talked to him about Yugioh and tried to not let him splash me. Suddenly, a girl that I had noticed called out and asked "Hey! Girl in the skull shirt! Do I know you from somewhere?" I responded that I didn't think so. I went back to talking to my friend and got on the subject of The Hobbit (TRILOGY!!!!!!!!!!!!!). She swam over just when I was fangirling (which meant squeeing and jumping on one foot while flailing my arms) and asked if I was performing some kind of 'Japanese pop dance move.' I said that I wasn't, but that I did like Japanesy things. Then she asked if I liked anime.
By the end of the day we found that we both liked Neil Gaiman, Monty Python, Hayo Miazake, Nyan Cat, Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, fangirling, DeviantArt, and glasses. She's 15, lives near my Dad's house (For now. She's moving soon, but she's going to stay in town) and doesn't often make friends. We swapped DeviantArt usernames.

I think I'm taking huge steps toward being a bit more social. =)
Which reminds me!! I have decided that 'friend' is an appropriate term for people I know and get along with.
So the people that I previously called 'people I know' are now called 'my friends' and the people I previously called 'my friends' are now.... Actually, I haven't gone that far yet. I'm thinkin that I should apply each of these terms to Vulcan, because they have very distinct social hierarchies. Here are some words for friends (found 'em here):
t'hy'la- friend/brother/lover*
katravahsu- associate/friend
telansu- someone with whom you share a close platonic relationship
fainusu- someone that you know well
ne ki'ne- trusted friend/warrior

I think that my newly promoted friends will be called 'katravahsu' and my close friends will be called 'telansu.'  Cool? Cool. Cool cool cool.

*This happens to be Spock's very special name for Kirk. Oh, Gene. You are a sneaky bastard.