Hey party people in the place to be.

Huh. Does that mean I can’t use that as a title anymore?
Anyways, for those of you who may be reading this on Facebook, this is actually my personal blog on my website (link on my profile) which I’ve synced up with FB so that every time I post a new blog entry it is brought up as a note. It’s a cool feature.
Anyways, hi.

March Already?

March Madness

Madness? THIS IS SPARTA!

So, March came, and I went. To get Brawl. XD
And it’s been fun. The only thing that makes me sad is that the stage creator is as limited as it is. I was hoping it would allow people to essentially create a remake of the original “Hyrule Castle” stage, but that’s not possible since the stage builder only supports single layers.

Rage against the machine

What. The. Hell.
As if being in our school didn’t wear me down to the bone enough, now I have these GIANT midterm/finals to worry about. That’s right, the common assessment that can’t decide what kind of test it is.

Updates: New music, "Ver" to be revisited

Today I added a project I’ve been meaning to work on for years. A half-minute piece, which is a warped version of Bach’s “Sicut Locutus Est” that I heard in a nightmare once.

In addition, I really hope, with my new mic, to revisit “Ver Frigidus,” for a variety of reasons.

Hark, yon Adams fans!

Liff, the Universe, and Everything?

I totally should have done this before, over the summer, but I forgot. I’ll do it now anyway.

While vacationing in Block Island, I stumbled across a most remarkable book.
The book was by none other than Douglas Adams, a writer for Monty Python’s Flying Circus and author of the much-loved Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy series.

Becoming a demon

Hello!!!!!!1111oneoneoneeleven I’m a student from AAST!! I mean...Of course, where else would I be? I AM incredibly intelligent. It’s where I belong.
I’ve always really wondered what it’s like NOT being as incredibly intelligent as I am.

Sundays are boring (a rant about emails)

It’s Sunday. The last day of my four-day-weekend. It’s cold. I’m sitting wearing slippers and a sweatshirt as I finish my homework. There’s no one to talk to (Ever notice when you try to IM a girl, they conveniently “gotta go” after about a minute of the conversation? It never fails...). I’m incredibly bored.