Well,

Tomorrow is going to be busy. We are going to Marin county for ANOTHER art show that Mom is in. *sigh* And then we are going to take the xmas tree, because Mom does not like the idea of having an easter tree. I might do another rant next week. If I figure out the subject. Maybe traveling. Or something ridiculous.... AH! I know. I'll rant on... (bum da da dum) handwriting. Please note that I only rant about things that I hate, so yeah.... I do not like handwriting.

Crud.

I had a great idea on what to post today. I now I forgot it. Completely and utterly. Man, that's annoying.

Umm... I did my chores this morning.

I am mostly just writing filler.

Ummm..... I got some new volumes of death note for xmas, and again when we went to the bookstore. Umm... I think I just hit 40 words, lemme check.

*boots up word*

*waits for it to load*

*copy and pastes this into it*

*reads result*

Okay, I'm good. Bye everyone.

Well,

I have no idea what we are doing today. I know what I having for breakfast. I know I am doing school. I don't know what I am doing for school. I don't know what I am doing besides school, if anything. I just don't know. However, sometimes ignorance is bliss, so maybe I don't want to know...?

Rant 1, part 2

Welcome to part two of my first rant.

In all honesty, there is another thing that annoys me just as much as textspeak. What is that?
The general illiteracy of the internet. I'm talking about people who can't spell. People who make my eyes hurt. Every browser has a spellchecker, so why don't you use it, Eh? It annoys me mostly if they don't say something like "My english is bad" or "I have a reading disorder" because those are good reasons to not be able to spell. I'm talking about people who don't know how to spell, but don't know that, and people that don't care. I care about perfect spelling, so maybe I'm just being anal. But I really, really, really hate it that most people cannot spell. If I can't spell something, then I use a different word, I don't usually keep the word that I cannot spell. This is related to texting because, in my view, texting encourages the youth of our world to spell badly.

I am running out of stuff, so that's it for my first rant.

Rant 1, part 1

Welcome. Today, I am going to put up part 1 of my first rant.

Today, I am ranting about a virus. A... disease. But, this is different from ordinary diseases. For this one is sprouted from electronics. It is called... Texting. This disease is so bad, that it has spread across millions of teens everywhere, dominating their lives. Now, I am not ranting about texting in itself, I just think it's silly. Oh nooooo... what I am ranting about is something sprouted from texting. Textspeak. The act of reducing a word to the fewest keystrokes possible. I can almost, almost understand why they do it for texting. I have spent exactly one text message in my life, and it was about five words long. It took me almost two minutes. That is why I can almost understand it for texting. Almost. Why can't I exactly? Well, that is simple. They use it everywhere. Online. everywhere. It becomes how they spell words. Some of them I use, because they are useful. Stuff like lol, wtf, brb, those I use. The examples of what I hate, and what is making me rant in the first place: wut, u, ur, y, alrght, k, etc. Any and all methods of shortening words to a set that is easier and faster to type. That I hate. If you want to send a message, you may as well type it all in full. And that are why I hate texting and textspeak.

Okay, part 2 comes up tomorrow.

Well,

NOOOOO!

Winter break is almost over. I got a bunch of books, and we went to the bookstore last week. Yesterday was a pain, though. We had to hang pictures in the san francisco botanical library for the darwin exhibit celebrating darwin's 200th birthday. Mom's art class was picked to do the paintings for it, and she ended up having to do the scans for it.

Actually, it was a pain for mom, who had to do a ton of last minute changes. I had lucked out. Shortly after we got there, one of Mom's classmates brought her tall fire fighter stepson, who hung pictures, and his two daughters, who were little girls. Shortly after they arrived, I was given babysitting duty. I lucked out because of two reasons:

A: They didn't want me to read them a story, which was offered by one of the ladies there, so I didn't have to do that, or anything resembling entertaining them, either, because they could entertain themselves.

B: The real reason I was watching them is so that they did not run around and get in everyone's way. But, both girls were very well behaved, so I basically got an excuse to do virtually nothing, execept humor them with my (?) wisdom in the laws of physics, so that when they tried to pile up cushions and then sit on them, it would not fall over. It didn't work, and the cushion still fell over, but at least I tried.

As stated, I lucked out.

We left to get there at 8:45, and got there around 9-ish. We ended up leaving at 5-ish. Mom didn't even get to have anything to eat for lunch, she spent that entire time working. Worse yet, she says that if the librarian was there, she would STILL be working, even though it was 5:00!

Well,

I decided that tomorrow I am going to start the first part of a rant. For my sanity, I am most likely going to write 40 words every weekday. Every day I miss, the amount I need to write the next day doubles. So I am dividing the rant up into parts, like the smart alec I am. But, I found this thing on someone's sig online, I have to put it up.

Programming today is a race between engineers striving to build bigger and better idiot-proof programs, and the universe trying to produce bigger and better idiots.

So far? I think the universe is winning.