|I'm back, bet y'all didn't even notice I left||November 18, 2015, 6:52 pm|
As a result of a combination of moving to college, being pretty burned out on Doom in general, and keeping most of my inane ramblings confined to the Twoism forums, my recent outings with Doom and Doomworld have been few and far between. I've been getting back into a lot of old grooves lately (for instance, I forgot how much I loved Pearl Jam for a while), it looks as though I'm ready to jump back in.
Expect to see some new WADs/PK3s coming from my general direction at some point in the future. I've had plenty of ideas in my absence. Not going to specify what any of them are or when they'll be coming out, since it's a lot easier to live up to expectations when people expect nothing.
|I just drank an Oreo Cappuchino Blast||August 13, 2015, 6:35 pm|
And it was good.
Yeah, that's pretty much it. I thought I had more to say, but apparently not.
|Coins fall out of my pants in the car. Why?||March 5, 2015, 7:53 pm|
I'd like to interrupt the steady stream of news articles being linked in the Everything Else board to ask for some assistance with a conundrum that has been affecting me for a considerable amount of time now. Sometimes I carry loose change around in my pocket, but whenever I exit my car there it is sitting on either the floor or the seat. And that's a best case scenario. Sometimes I may want to buy something from a vending machine or make a call from a payphone because my cell phone is dead, but lo and behold, my change is gone. I can't for the life of me figure out why this is happening, but I have a few hypotheses:
-Money just doesn't like me
-I'm being pickpocketed by bums without realizing it
-God himself is removing the change from my pocket
-The government and/or college is removing the change from my pocket
-Coins are just spontaneously melding with the pants
-I collected 100 coins and they disappeared in exchange for an extra life
-At some point I keep getting repeatedly mugged by pirates and forgetting it
If anyone can offer me any assistance, please do. This is one of the few issues in my life right now that I can potentially do something about as soon as I find out what it is. I will personally mail you 2 quarters if you can give me a solution that works.
|Fuck Frontier Communications||January 6, 2015, 8:37 pm|
What's the point of doing an internet call when the person you're talking to comes back sounding like this? http://puu.sh/eaWhz/e0204cacbf.ogg
This happens all the time. Frontier Communications is my ISP, in case I didn't make that clear enough. Also, before you recommend switching to someone else keep in mind that the only other choice around here is the local cable company who's even more expensive for roughly the same quality.
|TL;DR Problems with Education||November 17, 2014, 8:33 pm|
[B]NOTE: At the time I wrote this post, I wasn't exactly thinking clearly. Things ain't as bad as I made them out to be. Feel free to disregard everything below.[/B]
I know someone, somewhere who's undoubtedly got it worse off than me would probably read this and laugh at me for thinking that I've got "real" problems, but I need to get this shit out of my system.
For the past couple of months I've been dealing with quite a bit of depression and anxiety. A lot of it has to do with school. There's a couple of other factors, but they're pretty insignificant by comparison. Anyways, how many of you are aware of the International Baccalaureate? A quick google search will bring up thousands of people who describe it as something akin to "A fancy euphemism for Hell." They weren't kidding.
I'm already taking 6 of the hardest classes that my school has to offer, which I could probably deal with if that was all. The thing that's really driving me up the wall is a 7th non-class that they call Center Of The Hexagon. So in addition to the heaviest workload I've had in my entire life (including actually having a real job), I have to write two extra essays (The EE, which is 2,000-4,000 words long over a chosen topic and the TOK essay that's 1,200-1,600 words long over a prescribed title that makes no sense) and do 150 hours of community service. Think about that for a moment. Getting caught driving drunk would net less mandatory community service hours.
By now you're probably wondering "If you're so miserable with this system, why not drop it and go with AP or something?" Well, not only would that mean I'd be wasting 3.5 years worth of effort but I'd also be blowing my chances for the biggest financial advantage that I could ever hope for in my entire life barring the Rolling Cash 5 jackpot (which ain't happening). I've been going to this school for 4 straight years, so if I get accepted to Oberlin College then they'll pay my tuition. There's no way that my family and I would be able to afford something like that on our own, and we're already living significantly less than extravagantly. The staff has told me that at least 2 students last year got turned down for not taking the hardest classes, and that they're looking for IB diploma candidates (Take note for later that I said CANDIDATES, not graduates). This is my last-ditch effort at reaching above the bar for acceptance, and it's killing me.
The one thing I've done 100% right is getting a 30 on my ACT. My GPA is a 3.0 cumulative (because I didn't care freshman year and the flu killed my grades sophomore year) and a 3.3 so far senior year. I had straight As with the exception of 1 B and 1 D+. Why do I have a D+, you ask? There was one 100 point project that was worth 40% of my grade for the quarter in Environmental Studies that I turned in later than the 3-day grace period they gave me after being incapacitated for a few days by sickness. I had been turning in "A" work that entire class, and even that assignment was "A" work, but because it was late they gave me 50% and pulled my grade down from a B+ to a D+. That single-handedly brought my GPA down below the college's average right there. If I want to have a shot, I really need to focus all my efforts on getting my grades up this quarter. The problem is that I can't do that and keep ahead on my Center of the Hexagon shit at the same time. I already gave it all I had last quarter and they still fucked me.
However, I've been doing some thinking, and what's really the point of focusing on Center Of The Hexagon at all when it has no effect on my GPA and by the time any college knows whether I actually got an IB diploma or failed the Diploma Program and just got a regular one I'll have already either been accepted or denied in advance? Every single college I've looked at says they're looking for IBDP CANDIDATES, not actual recipients of an IB diploma. Even if I fail Center Of The Hexagon and end up with a normal high school diploma, I still took the hardest classes they had to offer and the colleges wouldn't know any different. However, if I go up front and drop it altogether so that I can focus on my other work then I'll technically no longer be an IBDP candidate.
I'm faced with a bit of an existential crisis here. I just wish I could know in advance which path would lead to me getting accepted (or if all of my options right now lead to failure) so that I could stop agonizing about it already and just know where my efforts need to lie and power through it all. It's tearing me apart inside even though it probably shouldn't be.
Does anyone have any advice before I completely lose it and end up doing something stupid that I'll regret later?
|argh how do i sleep again||August 15, 2014, 11:52 pm|
My sleep cycle has been all out of whack ever since summer started. Far too many days where I've stayed up until the early hours of the morning and woken up at some time between Noon and 2PM. It came to a head yesterday when I accidentally slept in until 3PM after staying up until 4AM the night before (not by my own choice, but because I simply couldn't fall asleep) so I figured I'd try a little experiment. As I'm typing this I've been awake for nearly 33 hours, thinking that if I exhausted myself enough that I'd be asleep by now and finally be able to start waking up before noon again. Surprise, surprise, despite feeling like I was about to just pass out on the floor earlier today I'm somehow not tired again.
Does anyone have any advice on how to resolve this issue? Better yet, does anyone else have a sarcastic response that won't help in any way whatsoever? That would be much appreciated.
|The Best* Zandronum Server In The World||July 2, 2014, 10:46 pm|
This was also posted in the Doom Videos thread, but I wanted to mirror it here to prevent it from getting lost in the sea of other doom videos from said thread.
*Except in Nebraska. Restrictions apply, results may vary, not for use with other prescription medications. Linkrulezall may not be held responsible for any disappointment, hurt feelings, leg spasms, enthusiastic dishwashing, internal thunderings, indigestion, heartburn, random breakouts of impromptu breakdancing, amnesia, spine loss, explosive vomit, guts becoming huge, and/or untimely demise which may occur as a result of this not actually being the best Zandronum server in the world.
|So the other day I got a job||June 19, 2014, 9:22 pm|
For the summer I'm working at the IT department across a private school district in northeast Ohio. It mostly involves setting up new computer equipment, mounting hard drives, setting up the software and whatnot, and cleaning things. Other days I might work at the facilities department and do groundskeeping or painting-type jobs.
Yeah, that's about it. $10/hour. I would post a picture of my ID card here but that would involve revealing my full, real name.
|Ouch, my dignity||May 31, 2014, 11:59 pm|
|"Cross Traffic Does Not Stop"||May 6, 2014, 10:40 pm|
So yeah, there's this intersection up the street from me that always has shit going on in it because of damn fools who don't know that they're gonna get t-boned by the oncoming traffic if they just go out into it without looking. The reason why I bring this up is because earlier today I was stopped at said intersection and someone in a Jeep decided to pull out and turn, failing to notice the oncoming old lady. The old lady smashed into the jeep, and then one of them (I can't remember which, it happened too fast) skidded into the front of mine and fucked it up (front of the frame's all bent out of shape and the wheel housing's smashed).
Have any of you guys had shit like this happen to you?
In case you're wondering nobody went the way of Lüt and died, in fact everyone walked out fine. (not that you'd be able to tell by looking at the cars)