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Sat, Jan. 6th, 2007 12:33 pm
Dear Earth,

The date is: January 6th. The season is: winter. 66 degrees is not correct winter temperature. I should not be wearing shorts and a t-shirt (and not just because they SO don't flatter my legs). I thought you should be informed of this discrepancy, and I hope this message will be forwarded to the appropriate departments. Let's get on the ball, Earth, shall we? This is like...Florida. I swear, first sign of a retirement community for "active seniors", I'm bolting for Canada.

Sincerely,
Turner

Current Location: Florida, apparently
Current Mood: hot ANGST
Current Music: "Cassandra Gemini" by The Mars Volta

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Sat, Jul. 1st, 2006 09:33 pm

Wow, it's been exactly a month since I last posted. One might surmise, from this factoid, that I have been up to no good, or at least up until odd hours of the morning, having crazy party time. Sadly, this is not the case, unless "1:30-2:00 AM" counts as "odd hours of the morning", and "watching a regular lineup of late-night sitcoms and talk shows" counts as "having crazy party time". It shows just how incredibly fascinating my life is when I tell you that the most significant thing that happened to me in the past month was that my computer was declared comatose and I had to do massive brain surgery on it (i.e., wipe it clean and Restore Factory Settings, then put back all the stuff I lost). I would like to take this time to thank God, Allah, Shiva, Satan, all those guys for my external hard drive.

Oh yeah, I've been working, too. It's gotten pretty boring, since most of what I have to do is automated by Perl scripts, and I'm basically there to run them and panic when they don't work. So my day post-11ish is generally trying to find ways not to smash my head into the monitor out of boredom. Spending a lot of time at the Gorillaz Tiles game (which I will not link to this time, out of respect for the lives of the poor devils reading this). Also, on a Google Group. Don't ask. I even went to an internet tutorial site to learn basic HTML and CSS and such. At least I'm getting paid for pretty much what I'd be doing at home. If only I weren't addicted to Au Bon Pain Smoked Turkey Clubs, and there weren't two Au Bon Pains within 5 miuntes of the office.

My social life has consisted almost entirely of Law & Order: SVU marathons with Judith, and sometimes with Peggy. And one (so far) Summer in Sunnydale. Methinks TV may be consuming my life a bit too much.

I've had the house all to myself for two weeks, and for another 5 days or so. You know, I actually really enjoy it. When they hear that I'm all alone for weeks, people go "Oh man, that must be terrible." But you know what? I really enjoy it. For about 4 or 5 years, I've spent by far the majority of my time with myself (not all of it WITH myself, obviously (if you know what I mean)). I've come to be adjusted to just entertaining myself. Which is good when I am alone, because otherwise I'd keep fretting about finding someone to do something with. Of course, it's made me so socially incompetent that socializing with me is at best an utter bore (\boar) and at worst, extremely awkward and tedious. So that's fun. Hooray for prolonged isolation fucking up social skills! And hooray for fun TV shows acting as a stand-in for actual social interaction!

Oh, and I restarted Tae Kwon Do. It went well, until I actually started doing it. I somehow managed to pull a back muscle and it has been killing me for a week or so, and making it damn near impossible to do Tae Kwon Do, the very thing that would strengthen the muscle enough to make it better. Hell, I had to quit and go home halfway through class today, when I finally got myself to go there. Aren't vicious cycles fun, kids?!

I kind of want to go back to Franklin Park Zoo. Who wants to go with me? I can totally get you all-access backstage passes. I also need something to kill this mind-numbing boring.

Current Location: Flatland
Current Mood: high unctious
Current Music: "Die Dead Enough" by Megadeth

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Thu, Jun. 1st, 2006 02:35 pm

This weekend was my family's traditional Memorial Day trip to the Deceptively Modest House In The Hamptons owned by my grandmother (who, thankfully, wasn't there). There is a frigid North Atlantic beach, and various water vessels. I basically spent the whole time learning Perl for my job (sidenote: Perl - awesome language). I did, however, come away with a fair amount of solar grilling due to my stupidity badassness in not applying sunscreen. I had the pleasure of hearing an old man shouting the following into his cell phone:

Old man: MARY ANNE, MARY ANNE, MARY ANNE, MARY ANNE, MARY ANNE, MARY ANNE, CALL ME ON MY CELL PHONE, CALL ME ON MY CELL PHONE, CALL ME ON MY CELL PHONE, CALL ME ON MY CELL PHONE, MARY ANNE, MARY ANNE, MARY ANNE, MARY ANNE, CALL ME ON MY CELL PHONE, CALL ME ON MY CELL PHONE, CALL ME ON MY CELL PHONE, CALL ME ON MY CELL PHONE, I'M SHOUTING SO YOU'LL HEAR THIS MESSAGE! MARY ANNE, MARY ANNE, MARY ANNE, MARY ANNE, MARY ANNE, MARY ANNE, CALL ME ON MY CELL PHONE, CALL ME ON MY CELL PHONE, CALL ME ON MY CELL PHONE (etc., for literally about 3 minutes)
Old man: (screaming) MARY ANNE, MARY ANNE, MARY ANNE, MARY ANNE, MARY ANNE, MARY ANNE, CALL ME ON MY CELL PHONE, CALL ME ON MY CELL PHONE, CALL ME ON MY CELL PHONE

Extended techno remix is forthcoming. Oh, crazy old men. I would love to recieve that message.

So yesterday I started work. Well, I went in for 2 hours (2.5 if you consult my time sheet, my boss is quite generous with rounding). Got set up, learned what I'd be doing, promptly forgot same, you know. Standard stuff. I will probably fail miserably at this job, since I'm already not exactly sure what to do or how everything works, but hey. I'm pretty lucky in general (lucky in life, unlucky in love, as they say), so I'll probably be able to bullshit my way through well enough. Probably bring down the company in the process, but that'll be after I'm gone, so what do I care? I leave a trail of ruined companies in my path.

In less than a week, I fulfill my destiny as the Antichrist (dude, I'm going to get TOTALLY WASTED!!!!). In honor of the anniversary of my spawning from the bowels of Hell, there is a documentary of my childhood coming out. Hail Satan.

Current Location: Right here
Current Mood: anxious anxious
Current Music: "Pure Morning" by Placebo

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Sun, May. 21st, 2006 02:02 am

So I sold out. I took the high-paying-cubicle job. Now I need to find some tacky knick-nacks to annoy neighboring cubicles. Also, responsibility? Me? Here's a tip: don't invest in Mathsoft stock. It'll probably start tanking, oh, around June 1st. I'm just psychic like that. I've got to start learning Perl now. Awesome.

I'm halfway through college. Ah, how time flies when you are doing shit-all except for the occasional schoolwork. Just think: in two years, I'll be out on my own, making my way in the world, a fresh-faced, bright-eyed, eager young nerd. Or, you know, lying drunk in a ditch. Whichever. Either way, it really makes you stop and think (and then ask yourself why the hell you bothered to think about something so utterly inane). It's nice to be home, and seeing people I rarely or never see. Like today, I went to see the BUA senior play. It was quite good. And yesterday, I hung out with several BUA people, like Magil and Anna and Massie and Roshini. It's good I haven't totally lost touch with people, because that tends to happen.

You know what there should be? There should be a place, like a website or something, that has hobbies you can take up, because really, when someone asks you what you do for fun, "waste ungodly amounts of time searing my eyes out of my head and shirking work in front of the computer" doesn't cut it. Hell, even stamp collecting or building scale models of medieval surgical instruments out of Q-tips or making those creepy-as-fuck dolls of children with their backs turned and resting their heads against their arms (molestation position if ever I saw one). Point being, I want to do something interesting with my free time.

Okay, I'm going to finish watching The Twilight Zone and enjoy my couple of weeks before I become a working man.

EDIT: Oh yeah, and when I was hanging out with Roshini and Massie et. al, we met an extremely witty middle-aged man who claimed to be a graduate student, and treated us to such witticisms as "What did the big chimney say to the small chimney? You're too young to smoke!" and "Who is responsible for China's overpopulation? Fookem Yung!" and one which he liked so much he repeated twice to me, "So a girl walks into a bar, and her clothes are so tight that they hug her body tightly. A guy asks her how he could get into her pants, and she says 'You buy me a drink'" HA HA HA what a suave guy. Also, he had a strange semi-British accent.

Current Mood: bored boring as cottage cheese
Current Music: "Brick House" by The Commodores

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Mon, May. 1st, 2006 07:17 pm

Ah, spring, when a young man's fancy turns to love. Or, in my case, bitter resentment and sending bad vibes to all the happy couples. No, I'm happy for you, really I am. Or in the case of alternate-quantum-dimension Turner's case, to the bottle. Oh, AQD Turner is totally wasted. All the time. And if Normal Turner's dad has his way, Normal Turner will be wasted, too. No joke, my dad seriously advised me that I should start drinking alcohol. As a social lubricant. Because I have no hope otherwise. My parents are the worst peer-pressurers around.

So there have been some fairly (relatively (not at all)) exciting establishments in my life. If I see you with any regularity in real life, you have probably heard that I have got 3, yes, count 'em, 3, job offers at various software companies for the summer. One of them is in Shelton, CT, which is about as large and exciting as it sounds. It would not be fun getting there every day if I lived somewhere exciting, and if I lived in or near Shelton...I'd be living in Shelton. A fate worse than death, to be sure. So that's pretty much out.

Another is in Davis Square, literally about 5-10 minutes' walk away from my house. It's a small, new software company that only recently became real. Prior to sometime earlier this year, they were "entirely virtual". Including the guy who started it. This guy is a Middletown Alpha Delt alum, and is a genial, archetypal computer nerd. His "office" consists of 2 nearly empty rooms, one of which has a water cooler and the other of which has a conference table, a couple of chairs, and two large beanbag chairs. I kid you not. It's like the stereotypical new software company. "We're going to get desks and chairs soon!", he assured me. I assured him that I didn't mind. I mean, really, that's kind of awesome. He'd be paying me $12 an hour, what with my inexperience, his not having mountains of cash to squander on an inept intern (I assume), and because I stupidly told him in my phone interview that I would technically be willing to work for free. Pause. "For future reference, when someone asks you how much you expect to be paid, never say that", he said. I mean, that's pretty obvious, but I hadn't really thought about wages, and I had no idea what these kinds of jobs go for. Still pretty stupid, I know.

The last one is with a larger, established company called Mathsoft. They're a T-ride away, so that's good. I went home last weekend (not the just past one, the one before that) to meet with the guy I was emailing with. The first place I met him, for a couple of minutes, was at this little seedy bar called the Plough and Stars, where he was playing with his band as Frank Drake (he's actually Arthor Weinstein, but I guess Jewish names don't sound "country" enough for his band). The place is your standard cubicle-office place on the 16th floor of an office building. Not that I am particularly against cubicles. Hell, I'm basically living in a cubicle now. I would also have more responsibility there, which is a double-edged sword (or, to BUAers, a pharmakon (I hope I'm not the only who remembers that)), since, you know, it's good experience and all, but me + responsibility = disaster. For one week in July, my supervisor person would be gone on vacation and leave me to take over for him. What. On the plus side, they'd be paying me $20 an hour. Which would be nice, because you know, money makes the world go round and all that. Plus, I have like $600 in plane tickets from Spring Break to pay off.

So now I need to decide: cozy, friendly, funky new company in which I'd probably do a wide variety of things, or a big, respected company that pays $8 an hour more, and would look a lot better on my resume. Oh, the decisions.


So other than that, nothing much is going on. Except for schoolwork being ramped up for the last week of classes. And I can't program worth shit. So, uh, this summer should be interesting, especially since whichever place I end up working, I will have to learn Perl. And I'm having trouble with Java. Yikes.

On a plus note, though, this summer should be fairly cool socially, at least. Judith (who just got back), John, Heather, Hilary, me, BUA people, will all be home for the summer so, you know, wild parties. At my house, which I have nearly to myself, since my sister doesn't count, for a month while the rest of the family takes off to Italy. So CRAZY PARTIES.

And on a final note, to make up for the long, drawn-out, boring nature of this post, coatamundi babies:




P.S. I have been eating way too many WesWings buffalo wings. Like, daily. Literally. It can't be healthy. But I'm addicted. And on that note, I'm off to get some for dinner.

Current Location: So LJ is trying to outdo Facebook's stalking features
Current Mood: grumpy bah
Current Music: "Pink Belly" by Rustic Overtones

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Tue, Feb. 7th, 2006 02:31 pm

I had a dream last night.

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Current Mood: nostalgic oh, Franklin Park Zoo...
Current Music: Evolution Revolution Love" by Tricky

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Tue, Jan. 24th, 2006 02:27 pm

SADFJSADKFUCKsdaDSFSDFDSAFDSAFDSAFSADF


THEY CANCELLED URINETOWN


3 WEEKS BEFORE IT GOES UP, AND THEY CANCEL IT. MY FIRST ACTING GIG IN A YEAR AND THEY CANCEL IT. 3 WEEKS BEFORE IT'S SET TO GO UP.


Now I have no extracurriculars, no musical. I am so unbelievably upset and angry. Yeah, there were a lot of obstacles, more and more by the day, it seems. But we'd get through it. Maybe it wouldn't be the best show ever, but it would be good, and it would be fun, and that's all that matters. Shut up, it is. Ugh.

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Current Mood: disappointed disappointed
Current Music: "You Know What You Are?" by Nine Inch Nails

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Fri, Jan. 20th, 2006 12:33 pm

So I went to the dentist a week or two ago. Just a standard, run-of-th-mill cleaning and check up. "We'll take some X-rays, since you haven't had any in a while", said the dentist. When she came back from developing the X-rays, she started conversing, and in the course of the conversation, I said "I'm pretty lucky, I've never had braces or cavities or anything." She gave me a smug smile and said "Well, your luck has run out." Pride comes before the fall. It turns out I have several tiny cavities between my teeth, due to lack of appropriate (read: any) flossing. Also, one of my baby teeth hung on and the permanent tooth came up under it, making me, as the dentist said, "A very interesting person. Dentally."

So I just got back from getting two fillings. It wasn't too bad, the novocaine did its job. There were some of those uncomfortable chills you get when you bite down on a sensitive tooth, but pretty much painless. Long and tedious, but fairly painless. And even better, the novocaine is not making my gums feel like they extend out 5 miles, which it usually does. My top lip veers to the side, away from the novocained part, when I close my mouth, which is slightly weird but not bad. They asked me which type of filling I wanted, silver or white (white is more expensive, silver contains mercury). I hadn't thought about it before. So I called my parents, but they didn't pick up. And remembering Chris Pappa's senior thesis, I opted for white fillings. The idea of inserting a highly toxic metal into my teeth didn't appeal to me, anyway.

Now my teeth are not all natural. It's tragic, really. Now I know how 99% of female models feel. Not the anorexia, the fake boobs. I mean teeth. My boobs are all natural, baby.


In other news, there isn't much other news. I think I am seriously addicted to a certain computer game that shall go unnamed to avoid embarassment. Seriously. I have spent a ridiculous amount of time playing [CENSORED]. Hopefully going back to school will stop that, what with the INTENSE 3 WEEKS OF URINETOWN REHEARSALS (which I have done shamefully little preparation for, as I suck at life) and classes and NEW RUSH/SOC SEASON. So here's to that. If I end up shutting myself up in my room for days on end, a la first semester of freshman year, I hope Wes people will light a fire under my ass (not literally, Prometheus people). Unfortunately, I will no longer have Heather to get me out, though. It's tragic. She and several other people are abandoning me to go to Europe, selfish bastards. Judith also left, which makes me sad. We had a nice goodbye-breakfast the day she left, though, me, her, and TomGor, and that was nice (although I feel kind of bad, because I think it was meant just so she could see Tom before she left, and I was invited only because I don't drive). I only got to know her for one semester, it's not fair.

Also, I did the super-creepy-sketchy thing and visited BUA a couple of times (and also saw them perform The Diary of Anne Frank, which was FANTASTIC(K)). Now with extra sketchy, due to the slowly-progressing beard. Man, I can't wait to shave this damn thing off and have a smooth chin once again.


So, uh, that's it. My life is even less exciting than my Livejournal, it's sad. And that's saying something. Now I've updated, Curry, I hope you're happy.

EDIT: I would just like to laugh at the almost scarily appropriate subject line for the email newsletter I got from They Might Be Giants:

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IT'S FOR URINETOWN, DAMN IT

Current Mood: numb numb (that's novocaine for you
Current Music: "Novocaine for the Soul" by Eels

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Sun, Dec. 25th, 2005 10:22 pm

Merry Christmas to all. And if you don't celebrate Christmas, Happy Holidays or something.

This year has borne out all my love for Christmas several times over. It was a very good Christmas. We did all our ancient, time-honored traditions, although with slightly less gusto, I'm sad to say. Also, my parents have effectively stopped trying to perpetuate the existence of Santa Claus, which makes me sad for some reason. But considering the youngest child in my family is 14, I guess it's time to let it go.

I love waking up to full stockings and a mountain of presents under the tree. Christmas--the whole season, and the atmosphere around it--is one of my favorite times of the year, if not my absolute favorite. It's also the most heavily tradition-laden time for our family. That's why it's kind of odd that I like it so much; I am, as a rule opposed to the sanctification of tradition, as it has the potential for grave harm and injustice. Then again, Christmas Eve Chinese dinner doesn't really Perpetuate Ingrained Gender Stereotypes, or anything. Although I'm sure there are several people at my school who would be happy to argue for that. But that's another thing entirely.

The standard loot list, the ultimate in tacky boastingCollapse )

And then another tradition, family friends came over for a Christmas dinner, and yeah, that was nice. I'm home until January 22nd. What the fuck. I mean, it's pretty awesome, but wow. Literally a month at home, since I finished exams on the 22nd (fuck yes, take that school/my GPA). No obligations for a month. Except for learning all of Urinetown, of course.

OH ugh, speaking of which, I just got an email today saying that, due to recent and upcoming difficulties with the show, some cast members have expressed a desire to cancel the show. I cannot express how pissed off I will be if this happens. I have been looking forward to this show all last semester, and finally I'm getting back into theater as more than a bitch-monkey (not that I actually mind run crew, but still, I prefer acting/singing). It had better fucking not be cancelled, I swear. It was almost cancelled by Second Stage, but we avoided that, if we give up now...

Plus, I am not growing out my facial hair for nothing. That's right, I'm growing a beard whatever you can call whatever stubble I have after a month of not shaving, by order of the director. And I'm not enjoying it. My chin feels dirty or something. Plus I probably look like a really sketchy, lazy bum. I figure if I can stick it out for another week or so, I will pass the Sketchy Bum stage and reach at least Pretentious Art House Asshole. But still, I hate this facial hair. A clean-shaven Turner is a happy Turner. Well, not happy, since, you know, I'm such an emo boy, but happier. So, in conclusion, Urinetown must not be fucking cancelled. I may have to bust some heads if it is. By Turner, age 20.

Also, before exams Leen (intravenous) and Vicky (ananri) came up to Middletown and had lunch with me (poor girls, they had no idea what an ordeal such an event with me is). I had a good time, though, and was glad to see Leen again, and meet Vicky. They're almost sickeningly cute as best friends. There are pictures, but all on Vicky's camera, so you know. I don't have them. I really wish I could have done something more than just lunch with them though, but what are you gonna do during exam week? (certainly not study)

Finally, as I mentioned before, I'll be home for a month. So I ned things to do. By which I mean people to see. I'm hoping to do something with the Pippin people again, if I can get my ass motivated to figure that out. I have nothing for New Year's, though. I'd like to see Heather (and Judith) before they go off to fantastic adventures in Europe and abandon me. So, in sum, keep me in mind if you are bored and in the mood for some social masochism.

So I leave you with (what a surprise) an XTC Christmas song. You can be sure it's very secular, because Andy's an outspoken atheist. I think it's a very good song, but then again I tend to like XTC songs and Christmas songs seperately, so it makes sense I'd like it. If the link expires and you want it, I'll be happy to reupload it. Merry Christmas.

Current Mood: jubilant Christmas!
Current Music: "Thanks for Christmas" by XTC

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Wed, Dec. 14th, 2005 03:26 pm

Oh, WikiHow, why must you let me down? Repeatedly? If only that stuff worked. Oh well. I'm still holding out hope that this will pan out. omg i have 2 go shopping guyz!!!1

So, uh, it's reading week now. Which, naturally, means that I am doing 0% of the 4543 pages I need to read and other test I need to study for. How I haven't failed out yet is beyond me. Maybe it's that whole lay-for-an-A thing I'm doing. That seems to work. Also, apparently computer science isn't just programming for hours on end. This might pose a problem. Come on, I'm majoring in computer science so that I don't HAVE to think! This theoretical stuff is bullshit. By which I mean, I suck at it. Oh computers, why don't you love me?

So besides squandering the best years of my life playing old computer games for obscene lengths of time, I am also now a member of Alpha Delta Phi. All the things you see in movies about initiation? Totally true. My ass is still very sore. Oh those sadists. I love the place, though. So hooray for that.

And to Sarah (scientz) and anyone who loves Tintin: LOOK AT THIS, HOLY SHIT. Sorry, but Jesus Christ, I never knew they even made Tintin computer games. So they don't seem to be very good, or understandable (it took me about 10 minutes to get it to work in English). But still...they're TINTIN GAMES. God damn, that excited me way too much.


P.S. I saw the Chronicles of Narnia on Monday. Holy Christianity, Batman. I did not remember the heavy Christian motifs when I read the books. Of course, maybe that's because I was about 12 years old. Also, I felt like such a nerd when I recognized one of the lines from an XTC song that I'm sure was taken from the book.

Okay I should force myself to go to the library so I can (gasp) work.

Current Mood: lethargic lethargic
Current Music: "Born Out of Your Mouth" by XTC

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