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Just got an email from a woman very intent on asserting the supremacy of Croqueweb over we love the iraqi information minister.com. But then again, she also claims that Croqueweb is “the one and only fanpage of the Minister for Information of Iraq: Mohammed Saeed al-Sahhaf!”

Indeed, I found this to be so. She is correct! There are no other websites dedicated to this man! There are no websites within a hundred miles of here! The others all committed suicide upon the gates of their FTP server. Praise Allah!

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Whupped heiney on my James Fee presentation. Go me! ::grooves:: The girls in my class complained that I was going to mess up the curve. Yay overachievers!

Also, today was the first day back for rehearsals after the horrid week-long Easter break respite. Quite glad to see Tom, Eugene, Margot, Gaby, et all again. I was amused, as Tom proposed a petition to get me to perform all four nights, which was enthusiastically supported by the people in our conversation. Certainly not going to happen, but warmfuzzy-inducing nonetheless. Besides, I have prom. Bleh, I wish it were a different night. I’m not going to be able to be present at the final performance, where we give flowers to the directors and managers and such. Or the set strike. Or the cast party. Wah.

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::goggles:: After three years, I’ve finally figured out how to work my scanner properly. Usually, it has an awful time with near-black values, making the image wretched and blotchy, but I just figured out the settings I needed for perfect scanning. Go me! ::throws a fiesta::

If only I hadn’t printed nearly all of the images already! James Fee presentation tomorrow. ::nods::

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Support the troops? I support Edgar!

I saw this in the grocery store and couldn’t help it. I think Cult of Lincoln is going to have a tabloid layout next. *gets to work*

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Good lord. I’ve transcribed four pages already, only to find that I’ve only done 20 minutes. And I was on the phone for 75 minutes. Waaaaaaaah.

And your-site.com can BITE ME. Tomorrow, I’m going to start looking for a new host. Any reccomendations?

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As excited as I am about my interview with James Fee, I’m *really* not looking forward to transcribing an hour and 15 minutes of footage. Wah.

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[regarding my plots to find Alicey’s trove of ancient sketchbooks]

spockmonkey4: I will sink to any level to glimpse Alicey’s old sketchbooks!

queekie99: you may have one problem with the old sketch books though.

queekie99: there’s about thirty of them

queekie99: in a large plastic box

spockmonkey4: *shrugs*

queekie99: and it’s about 10 feet up in my closet.

queekie99: it’s.. very very heavy

queekie99: i almost killed myself putting it up there last week.

spockmonkey4: my strength is the strength of ten because my heart is pure!

queekie99: oh, quit speaking like.. like..

queekie99: um

queekie99: er

spockmonkey4: Carrot?

queekie99: Jesus?

spockmonkey4: *snorks*

spockmonkey4: Carrot is Jesus!

queekie99: most likely

queekie99: and Percy is God

queekie99: uh oh.

spockmonkey4: and Boba Fett

queekie99: if we pay attention to the Divine Trinity

spockmonkey4: Carrot is the son of Percy? That explains a lot.

queekie99: Carrot is Jesus, and Jesus is God, then Percy is Jesus who is Carrot who is Jesus who is God and who is also Percy who is also God and Boba Fett is God too and thus Bo..

queekie99: …der.

spockmonkey4: *confounds Alicey*

queekie99: this needs to go in your log

spockmonkey4: it will

queekie99: tehehe.

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Quotes of the Day:

That must be the reason I avoid organized religion. They make you get up so early! –Me

It’s one thing to walk in on someone naked or in the shower. It’s an entirely different thing to walk in on somebody singing!

Quotes of A Few Days Ago:

It’s not fluid dynamics! It’s a pie! –T-Barr

There aren’t all translations for everything. Like “onward ho” isn’t for encouraging prostitutes. –Matt

Cheese is like duct tape for food. It solves everything. –Mack

I just yawned and longed for Snapple. –Me

Loh: Monopoles don’t exist.

Schlien: Every time you say that, a monopole somewhere dies. (a few lines later) Now we have to clap our hands to bring the monopole back to life!

Ashley: No day but tomorrow! There’s no time like the future!

Me: Jonathan Larson would cry.