Philotic Web

Confession: I got commissioned to make a "passable-to-decent" animation of a weather balloon inflating, going into the atmosphere, popping, and coming back to the ground, set up so that it can loop endlessly at some expo in April. I was promised a free engineering credit, were I to do so.

Having had three months to work on this, I may have a workable balloon. However, the model of a third-party GameCube controller that is to be highly detailed, inside-and-out, that I've been working on for two days, for a class that doesn't really matter, is more than halfway complete.

I don't know how I can be so distracted from something so interesting.

I get really resentful and annoyed when I don't understand xkcd.

Me too. I don't feel nerdy enough.

I completely agree. I love xkcd. I just wish I understood all of it.

In other confessions: I am having a spectacular day. I've let some work pile up, but I'm going to try my hardest not to stress. There are some good things coming up soon, and I don't need to mess everything up with panic. A couple of things that come in a day or two late won't destroy the universe. Now let's see if I can actually stick to that (and avoid falling into panic and thinking I'm a total loser)!

When I don't understand xkcd I just Wikipedia it and I'm all set

I get really resentful and annoyed when I don't understand xkcd.

Hopefully the thread is helping. And Wikipedia can only help so much sometimes. Just understanding what the "sudo" command does, for instance, does not fully explain why the "sudo make me a sandwich" comic is so funny.

Oh, and confession while I'm here: I've had a couple of weeks to do this assignment, and of course I start it after midnight on the day it's due. And now, instead of doing the very last problem in it, I'm posting on pweb.

Confession: I really wish I could give up on a few people. My heart wont let me, though.

Confession: I just spent the last two hours looking at the Encyclopedia Dramatica. Memes are too interesting, I guess.

Confession: I just spent the last two hours looking at the Encyclopedia Dramatica. Memes are too interesting, I guess.

I've had nights like this.

I am honestly amazed that there are people who seem to think that we aren't connected enough; that more ways of keeping track of each other is desirable.

Seeing sites that exist to complain or make fun of idiot patrons/students/whatever makes me sad.

Confession: Ever since reading Wikipedia has become boring, instead I started to randomise a xkcd comic and go forward from that comic on (reading the next comic, and the next, and the next). And since I only just started reading xkcd, it's actually fun.

Confession: When I was younger, I hated tea. With a passion. I don't know why it was, but the smell would make me gag, and the taste would make bile boil up my throat. I blame my mom's obsession with Friendship Tea, which I still find nauseating.

Recently I have taken to drinking tea when I am sick, ironically. It no longer makes me gag, and I find it quite soothing on both the throat and the head. One of my suitemates received a large wooden box of different tea flavors over Spring Break, and I enjoy going through them, asking my other friend which ones I should try.

However:

I can never taste the difference between any of them.

I don't know if I've ever felt so guilty over something so dumb.[/url]

Confession: Once every couple of months I look at Henry's myspace or facebook. Usually I just feel kind of icky and then close the window and forget about it. Recently this occasional internet stalking made me aware of the fact that he's now seriously dating the girl he cheated on me with.

I love David. I don't want Henry back. But it still made me nauseous. It still hurt.

Confession: Once every couple of months I look at Henry's myspace or facebook. Usually I just feel kind of icky and then close the window and forget about it. Recently this occasional internet stalking made me aware of the fact that he's now seriously dating the girl he cheated on me with.

I love David. I don't want Henry back. But it still made me nauseous. It still hurt.

Confession: Reading this made me go onto Nicole's myspace. I'm so glad she's not still with that douchebag she left me for; but I still worry about her, constantly. It makes me happy to see that she doesn't get on nearly as often anymore, I know that's closer to the life she wanted to lead.

I still miss her though.

Confession: Melissa and I have been broken up for 5 years and I still think about her everyday.

Sometimes I really wish I had a killfile for pweb.

I had no idea our usage of Bezoar was coined by Caspian, or was even pweb-specific at all.

I think Ela's avatar is my favourite one out of anyone's. Not much of a confession, but not sure where it should go, and hey, while I'm here....

I have been up far too late finishing school assignments lately. I'm one who doesn't mind staying up late for no real reason, but needing to stay up for some stupid assignment pisses me off. It shows me that my efforts to avoid being a certain kind of person are seemingly futile...

Confession: I find the fact that my friends, who are highschoolers, just started playing the various Pokemon games again since they found a way to play it on their cellphones- quite amusing. Now that's what you call going back to your childhood.

I want to order a vintage Purple Pie Man (the villain from Strawberry Shortcake) on ebay. I've always said that he reminds me of my mom's old boyfriend (post divorce), who she claims was the love of her life but I say was an abusive jerk.

Confession: I find I tend to kill any kind of discussion, online or off.

Confession: I really like seeing the SMG signatures because it makes me feel like I left a mark.

Confession: I find I tend to kill any kind of discussion, online or off.

Confession: I was hoping for the irony of this being the last post in the thread for a really long time.

Me, too.

Oh, also, ever since I got addicted to XKCD, I find myself scrolling over other comics and wondering what's wrong when the little box with the funny joke doesn't pop up.

*I have no patience left.*

Seriously. My poor children are suffering and I don't know what to do about it.

Is there any way for you to take a vacation or something? Either way, I'll be praying for you.

Confession: I have to resist peeking into the Doctor Who thread. Really, really badly. I mean, I'm planning on getting caught up, story-wise, eventually.

Also, your guys' concern for my self-esteem is overwhelming. :p

Confession: I'm about ready to lose it. However you'd like to define 'it.'


10 days until the Big Day and to make my family and friends feel better, I'm pretending that I'm back to normal and I think they believe it.

The stress is building up, though, in my attempt to look for work in something NOT customer service. The only thing people seem to be hiring for these days that isn't C.S. is medical or some other science, or things that I might be able to do if I had the required 3-5 years experience. I have a B.A. people, so science of any sort is not going to cut it, my math endorsement for AZ really only proves I can test well, and I feel like I've gone back to my college days when I was searching for work for the first time. I don't know what I want to do with my life, or even with my next couple years.

Confession 2: I only eat on my own because I am staying with my dad and I know he's going to ask for the number of meals I ate, what the meal consisted of and when I ate the meals. If it isn't enough, he'll make me eat more. I tried telling him humans can go about 2 weeks before they starve to death, but he didn't appreciate that little factoid.

Confession 3: I tried to keep myself from posting anything on Pweb, but I sort of failed, which makes me feel like crap. I just spend so much of each day not saying a word of what's going on in my head and as a result, I have a headache at the base of my head almost every day.

ETA:
Confession 4: I hate the schedule I'm becoming accustomed to. I'm up late these days, there isn't always someone up with me, and lately, I'm hating being left completely on my own unless it's my choice to be that way.

I'm up late these days, there isn't always someone up with me

At least around here, you're not alone!

Is there any way for you to take a vacation or something? Either way, I'll be praying for you.

Thanks, Ali. You're so sweet.

I wish I could take a vacation. Well, we did take one a few weeks ago as a family, but I really need one away from the kids. Right now, it's not a possibility because my sweet baby Brayden won't take a bottle, so Mom's gotta be home to feed him every 2 hours. I'm doing better today, after I had some social time at a church activity.

Have you tried some of the bottles that are supposed to be really simular to the breast or even the stuff a man can wear to simulate breast feeding and then getting a good medical grade pump? I've had a few friends who managed to make those types of things work

Confession: Lately, I've been feeling like the rest of my grade have been re-living my past. I mean, they periods I had (now they're in my Godfather period) and follow it.
Makes me glad that I only had quality subjects for my periods...except for my Re-Pokemon time.

ETA: I'm not a woman. Not that kind of period. Though it would be funny if I had meant that kind of period, now that I think about it.

Confession: Lately, I've been feeling like the rest of my grade have been re-living my past. I mean, they periods I had (now they're in my Godfather period) and follow it.
Makes me glad that I only had quality subjects for my periods...except for my Re-Pokemon time.

Re-Pokemon time is the best. That's all I have to say.

Confession: Lately, I've been feeling like the rest of my grade have been re-living my past. I mean, they periods I had (now they're in my Godfather period) and follow it.
Makes me glad that I only had quality subjects for my periods...except for my Re-Pokemon time.

Re-Pokemon time is the best. That's all I have to say.

Actually, since now my friends are also going through their Re-Pokemon time (since they managed to put it in their cellphones and play in class), and because I know a LOT about the games from the first 3 generations and people are constantly asking me for help, I'm going through my Re-Re-Pokemon time.
My shiny Pidgey caught evolved into Shiny Pidgeot today =) (Though shiny Pidgeys and his family are sorta ugly)

I think Kirsten is my muse.

... I've never seen Firefly.

I've only seen about half of an episode. I did kinda like it, though.

It's slightly bothering me that I recently saw three webcomics I check daily on the "bad webcomics" thing. I mean, I know SA goons are just looking for some reaction, but... gah, how you write negative reviews for both Dresden Codak and Chugworth Academy? I mean:

Plus, it makes gags about sex, drugs and violence, there's a couple of semen sightings, and its filled with profanity like Mr. Creosote at an all-you-can-eat buffet, yet its "explicit nudity and sex" content is close to zero

...this is a negative comment? I mean, it's hard to tell if parts of that review are some kind of parody, because the whole thing kinda sounds like it (they actually complain about the stereotypes! and how the artist/writer is "creepy"!).

And I've never seen Dr. Who.

I've never seen Dr. Who OR Firefly. And I only saw a small part of Serenity.