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DUDE! BEST KILL EVER! Eight of us were planning on swarming the 2nd floor and getting Chris’ target, carrying blankets to keep Chris from view and for making moveable barricades. Then lo and behold, a bunch of 2nd floor kids came down to our suite, including Chris’ target, so a bunch of us grabbed the blankets and ran around to block off both sides of the suite. We surrounded Chris’ target, then covered Chris with blankets so that no one could see him. Then Chris hit her with the sock. PERFECT KILL!!! A brilliant team strategy; props to Chris.

Our Suite: SO MUCH COOL!

Other Suites: Can’t touch this!

We are unchallenged! None of our suite has been killed! I think our total is 11 kills for 10 participants, so huzzah for us. Can I get a w00t w00t?

For those curious, here are the basic rules:

Overview: The goal is to stay alive as long as possible. You stay alive by avoiding other assassins, making sure you’re always with somebody from the dorm, and killing your assignment in a timely manner (by using a ball of socks). The winner is the last one standing.

Killing your assignment: Once you get your first assignment, you will have approximately 36 hours (until Monday night at 11:59 pm) to make a kill before being terminated. You must continue to kill at least one target every day to remain in the game (see the section on being terminated below for more details).

A kill is NOT VALID if… 1. Anyone who lives in Hill sees you ACTUALLY throw the socks. If they see you a moment before, or a moment after, but don’t see you the moment you throw the socks, it counts. If they see your target die but don’t see you throw the socks, it counts.

(etc)

EDIT: WHOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! I just knocked off Kill #2! But in the process, Chris bit the dust. So we are no longer unchallenged, but we still rock.

2nd EDIT: Even better! Chris’ death might not count, because he wasn’t killed properly. He was just tapped with the sock, rather than having it thrown at him. It never left the assassin’s hand. So wheeeee. And Chris knows my target, so he’s going to be a ridiculously easy kill. Yay for murder!

And Shu Kee’s brother: Be proud of your older sibling! He’s gotten two kills already, as well!

Curses! My subtle and cunning plan was thwarted! For shame, I dishonor my nonexistent yet noble lineage of ninja ancestors. I knew I should have used a Penn Finance or something envelope rather than the only one I could find at the moment, from Dean For America. No Georgian would fall for that! Back to the drawing board. I have until tomorrow night to kill her, as I dispatched my target last night.

Of course, I’m still alive and kicking, regardless of the fact that I seem to have THREE assassins after me. A girl, an Indian guy, and another random kid. What’s up with that? Probably because I am just so sleek and agile, nigh uncatchable.

Priscilla: 1

Loser-faced Wusses: 0

Ugh. So that explains why my Java exam grade was so low. I was not aware that my professor defined “rigor” as “stating the blindingly obvious.” I looked at a fellow student’s test, in which he got full credit on a question where I got only 5/20, and I feel like my IQ just dropped 50 points. It’s insulting to the reader’s intelligence. Mine explains just as well as his, and mine doesn’t make you stupid. This class is so obnoxious. Next time, please word the question as “Suppose [bleh] and [bleh], prove [bleh] and assume I am 5 years old.”

Whee, Assassins! I love this game! We’re only one day into it and I’m already having a blast. And it goes the entire week! I have already dispatched one of my targets and I’m hot on the heels of the next. Go me! Unfortunately, I’m not going to provide too many details about it, in case my assassin Googles me (I’m the first Priscilla Spencer that comes up), but hopefully, by the end of the week (or whenever I’m killed, if it’s before that), I’ll have a nice, long entry about the zany hijinks involved. Whee!

Meanwhile, speaking of murder, I am kilt. Guh, that boy is beyond cuteness! And his girlfriend is adoreable, even though we all know who would look better in her place. *bats eyes* (ooh, more!) And they won Best Ensemble Cast at the SAG awards, so w00t. And Johnny Depp won Best Actor!

Derivative Memes are Love

(link stolen from Rebecca)

Nader, you moron. For the love of gravy, don’t make this any harder than it already is.

Curious Things about the RotK movie: (spoilers, obviously. But if you haven’t seen the movie yet, you do not deserve to live, much less deserve to be shielded from spoilers)

Sam and Rosie have the same reddish brown hair. Elanor is blonde. Baby Frodo is a brunette. Does this worry anyone else?

At what point does Frodo realize that he’s not dead? I mean, he’s physically and emotionally beyond the point of exhaustion, he hasn’t eaten in days (and he hasn’t eaten decently in weeks), he probably experienced heavy blood loss, he goes to sleep or falls unconscious or whatever in an environment no one could survive in, convinced he’s at “the end of all things”, then regains a bit of consciousness to see that he’s flying through the clouds in the claws of a great eagle, then he wakes up clothed in white, bathed in light, and the first person he sees is someone he thinks is dead. Then all his friends come into his room and everyone is happy and dressed prettily and Merry and Pippin are freakishly tall. If I were Frodo, I’d be like, “Oh no, you guys are dead too?”

There were other things, but I can’t remember them right now, so back to homework.

Frodo does his little turn on the catwalk.

Okay, I just talked with Jeff and Ray, the other two CSEers on my hall, and they both also got surprisingly low scores, one just below and one slightly above my score. So I’m feeling better, but still in shock. Sam’s GTA LJ has improved my room considerably, but still, bleh.

Java Graders: Are you sure you’re not looking at that score upside down? I left the testing room expecting a near-perfect score. Don’t you mean I got a 91, not 61? Honestly, I can’t think of any place I could have lost points! Why do I have to wait until Monday to learn what I missed? RRRRRRRGH, my day is ruined. And it was going so well! And gah, compounded by another relapse of Dean Depression! Even Nutella has no effect.