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2000-08-10
The cat is definitely (nearly) recovered. He's been running around the house with unprecedented energy and he's relentlessly in need of attention from my parents, or when I'm available, me. He still sneezes often, but that's probably going to go into recession next.
My dad brought home my other two text books, the new ones that hadn't yet come in when I tried to pick them up earlier. I didn't examine them too closely, especially since I'm probably going to end up hating one of my classes- "Introduction to PC Environments" -a euphemism and a misnomer for a class that would candidly be titled "Windows 2000 for the Pathetically Stupid" (though that is a little redundant). That's right, we're not going over more than one operating system, as the word "Environment" in the plural would seem to imply, just Windows 2000. Not Linux or Unix or Mac OS, nothing from Ataris or Tandies or TRS-80s... ok, I'm getting silly. Nothing but a whole fucking class, a class four fucking months long, dedicated to familiarizing you with Windows. WINDOWS, for Christ's sake! I'm an avid Mac user and I know how to work the Windows operating system. Cavemen trapped in ice floes and defrosted after thousands of years to walk the Earth once more can use the fucking Windows operating system (and have the good taste to despise it, too). Fucking monopolistic underhanded anticompetitive price-gouging substandard code-slinging sons-of-bitches.
Phew.
I got Project Seaman for the Dreamcast! It really rocks. It's yet another one of those virtual pet things, but it's not so much directed at little kids and it doesn't bother you during work or anything. You adjust the oxygen and heat levels in the tank and plop in the Seaman egg. After a while, it'll hatch and you get 8 little mushroomers, that look like white balloons with a little flagellum hanging out of their bottoms. Pretty soon, this squid-like Nautillus starts bullying them, and after devouring a few of the defenseless little critters, it starts going into convulsions and spitting ink... it finally slides out of its shell and starts spitting ink mixed with blood until the formerly devoured mushroomers comes shooting out as Gillmen... little fishy things with human faces. It's a strange game, but it's entertaining. And Leonard Nimoy does voice acting as your supervisor! So yay.
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