Sep 6, 2004 Has anyone seen my keys? I keep wanting to type excuses here for the lack of updates, mostly because the people who do actually read this (at least the ones that I am most aware of) are people that I know personally. Then I remember what we wrote on the banner in the first place. A rather comforting motto, if I've ever seen one, really. So, why the lack of updates for a month? Most of you probably already know why, but I'll hash it out quickly for those who don't, or those who have voyeuristic tendencies. So, about a month ago, I'm getting ready for the fall semester, everything seems to be going rather well. I have little to no worries. Of course, the very next day, I receive the most ambiguous letter from my college stating that I need loans, that they are willing to provide said loans, but that I most definitely need loans. "What the fuck?" I said with mild anxiety. My scholarships are supposed to cover everything, so I wait to see if they are posted online. They are not posted. Not only are they not posted, but I keep getting vague threats in the form of little "notes" left on my online account. "Note to user: We have received word that you have received extra funds and in order to blah blahbitty blah... If you ever manage to figure out what we're really trying to tell you, you get a cookie, but we'll never reveal the number you must call in order to make sure that you can register for the fall semester. Muahahahahahahaaa!!!*cough* hahahahahahahahaaaaa!!!" That pretty much sums that up. So, I eventually filled out all of the paper work, went through all the red tape, and put up with stunningly obtuse customer service ladies, all to find out later that I really didn't need those loans, they were just joshing. Sometimes I hate. Just hate. Now, you might be saying to yourself, "That couldn't possibly have taken an entire month," and you'd be right! It didn't! Next, I had to actually audition to get back into the music department here at my illustrious university. Now, I claim full responsiblity for having waited 'til the last minute to prepare, but I do not ever claim to know why I spent $100 on oboe reeds of refuse. I'm not going to say where I got them from, or even bother to explain why I bought them, because I feel stupid even thinking about it, but suffice to say, things did not go well until about two weeks ago, when I finally got my shit together. In case anyone is wondering, I made it into a rather nice seating in the ensembles of my choice. Go me. That leaves us with about a week and half of absence. Now, someone guess what happened. Go on! Just guess! What always goes wrong? What malfunctions once you get to the point where you think nothing else could possible fuck up? *gasp* Yes! I couldn't connect to the internet. I already got a chance to rant about this before to several people, but I'd just like to state, for the record, that wireless networks really dont' work that well, when: 1) you have a giant metal fan right outside your room, and 2) your wireless card isn't compatible with the network. It was probably one of the few isolated instances on this campus that a problem occurred from a card being too good, rather than too bad. Obviously, I'm connected now, so no need to go into any more detail. I just really really hate my school right now. The kind of deep-set hate that makes you eat chocolate. Oh, and before I go, if anyone has seen my keys, do return them. I'm at the point where if anyone steps on my foot accidentally, I'll either punch them or cry. :P Megan 20040906 Rant Pending Rant pending. Drew 20040906 All material here is ©2004 Andrew Keen and Megan Zirnstein. Anyone caught stealing without permission will be hung, drawn, and quartered before a crowd. Mmkay? Ooh, tell yer friends 'bout us. N. U. C. D. is hosted for free thanks to the wonderful monkeys at Comic Genesis.