From June 21 Onward

Mr. Anderson

November 7, 2002

         I find myself becoming more and more sparse
in my updating of this journal. Probably because
nothing new happens too often.
         Well, I'm back, with a few things to say. First
and foremost: The Ring is a friggin' scary movie!
And I love scary movies! I went out with some of my
friends and watched it. You can tell when I'm scared to
death when I start laughing my head off. I really like
horror movies.
         What else? Ah yes. It's a school night, and I'm
still up (2:30am). Guess why? I was printing out my
poetry book, a huge project due tomorrow (technically
today) in English. I don't mind the project, it was
actually fun. Not just writing, but designing every page
for each poem. The printer is the bad part. I'd just
gotten done printing some stuff off the other day without
a hitch. My black ink's been low, but that's no problem.
In fact, so low that it's unusable. I get around it because
black can be made by the printer combining all the
color cartridges. Anyway, suddenly the printer decides
that the black really is depleted, and decides not to print
anything at all. There are hacks to make it think the
thing is full, but none that I can access. So I've got this
huge project, and the only problem is getting it from the
screen to the paper.
         Talk about frustrating. It's right there in front of
me, all that hard work, and yet useless. So I wake up
the maternal unit and tell her my woes. My hopes are
that I can skip school tomorrow to buy time and get a
new ink cartridge. Instead, she decides to run it down
to Kinko's. So I convert all the pages and such to PDF,
making sure all the fonts are good, and burn them to
disc. Unfortunatly, it's really really really late. Even if I
do get the assignment, I don't know if I'll be able to live
through the day tomorrow to turn it in.
         Well, such is life. On the bright side, at least it's
gonna get done.
         Oh, and about the title of this entry. For
Halloween, I dressed up as Neo Anderson, Keanu
Reeves's character in The Matrix. I must say, it was
really cool. Black army pants with a black shirt, long
black trenchcoat, slicked-back hair, and the coolest
shades you can get for three bucks at Ace Hardware.
It's a costume I'd actually consider wearing any day of
the year (except hot summer days, for obvious
reasons). I scared some people at school, one who
told her friend not to look directly into my eyes, or I'd
shoot them. Of course, I'd do no such thing, but it's
good to feel intimidating.
         Well, that's about all I can remember worth
noting since the last entry. Besides the Banquet of the
Gods tonight. The freshmen AP English class does it
every year. Each student is assigned a god, and they
write a monologue and perform it. It's followed by a
feast of genuine Greek food.
         I know a lot of freshmen, including the Corvette,
so I went. It was fun. It brought back memories from
last year, when I was Hercules. Running, putting my
toga together at the last second, resorting to staples in
all my despair...Okay, maybe that memory isn't so great.
Oh well.
         I think I'm done. Yes. I'm done. Recommended
listening: Imperial March by Metallica. Not much,
but it's awesome. Well, time for bed.

~ Dris ~