i heart sony!
ok so maybe they're a giant evil corporation. so what. i don't care. they rock.
i know i haven't said anything about it, but there was a fiasco with my PSP. i had had it for less than three weeks, when i attended a party with my girlfriend. i got intoxicated rather quickly, and took a fall to my knees. this wouldn't have been a problem, but i was wearing my baggy cargo pants with the low side pockets, where my psp was stored. i heard a sickening crunch, and knew immediately what had happened. i turned it on and sure enough, there was a pretty spiderweb pattern where the screen had been. i was devasted obviously. $250 down the damn drain.
i assumed this was not covered in the warranty, and let the thing rot. then one day i decide to call sony. the guy i talked to said go ahead and send it in *with a pleading note telling them what had happened*. the worst thing they can do is send it back. so i sent it in. on monday afternoon. i get it back. thursday afternoon. actually it isn't correct, because it would mean i got the same one back. they actually gave me a brand new one. no charge. and here's the kicker. i forgot to send a copy of the receipt. i didn't even have proof of purchase and they still gave me a new one. thank you sony. i heart you.
now if only they could potty train my
aibo.
Posted by cainnum at 6:45 PM
i gotta sing
this blog should be a poem but it's not. i haven't been inspired recently. i mean i've had stuff happen that would make good poetic material, but the words aren't coming. lord knows i try not force things. i guess it comes in waves.
anyway i met this girl name yvonne. she's a friend of russ'. she and i have the same exact birthday, which i thought was pretty weird, but apparantly no one else did. anyhoo, she some how talked me into singing to her. didn't even have a guitar with me. just acapella. it was cool.
she told me i sounded really good. at least i think she did. i was pretty drunk.
the point is that i really, really, really enjoy singing. it's number two on my list of what makes me really happy. but of course, due to the fact that i have the worst self esteem ever, hardly anyone knows this. i hardly ever take pride in anything, but the fact is that i think i have a good singing voice. call me arrogant or whatever, i don't care. this is something i believe. this is partially why i quit smoking. i felt that i should salvage what i can of my voice, but there's already some obvious damage. my range could get much higher when i was younger, but at the same time, i've discovered my ability to go much lower. hopefully one day i will put my voice to some use.
just in case you were wondering that was pretty hard just typing. i can't even imagine trying to say it.
well to end this egofest, if you ask me to sing, it will be slightly easier to get out of me than it used to.
hooray for a slight boost in confidence!
Posted by cainnum at 3:34 PM
a short time from now, in a movie theatre not very far away.....
...I will be watching a midnight showing of star wars episode III: revenge of the sith. i don't know how, but my mom got tickets. she said they were some of the last ones.
The following will be in part a recanting of childhood memories and feelings, but also a current review of my opinion of the whole shebang. BTW before i get started, i just want to make clear that i am not by any means a star wars geek. i don't own the darth maul polyurethane statue, i don't have the millenium falcon still in its original packaging, and i don't own the star wars version of trivial pursuit. *dave* Speaking of whom, i'd like to hear dave's take on the whole thing. i'm not trying to influence his blog or anything, but a post on star wars would be nice. maybe like a dueling blog type of deal. or whatever.
Episode 4 came in '77 a year before i was born. Ep 5 was in '80, and i don't know if i was taken to see it or not. i was 1 and a half. when jedi came out however i was the ripe old age of 4, and my aunt had decided that it was time to be introduced into the world of star wars, and more importantly the ritual, which is of course sitting in a line for eight hours just to see a movie about some stupid bear type animals throwing rocks at some stupid soldier guys. of course, at the time, i ate it up. don't get me wrong, jedi was allright, but if George Lucas knew it was going to be the last star wars movie for a while, he could have beefed it up a bit.
here however is the lowdown. i like the star wars universe. i love the dark/light sides of the force, jedi, sith, droids, wars in umm..the stars. bloody brilliant. but stuff got mucked up. probably to do with money, arrogance, drugs, whatever. i'm trying my best to stay off the soap box, mainly because i'll end up sound like every other whiney ass fanboy out there. needless to say i feel the same as everybody else does about ep 1 and 2. two i liked at first, but i watched again and wanted to punch anakin in the face. from the advance reviews that i've read, the movie is good, but not good enough to make up for the first two crapisodes. i guess i'll say uncle and get swept up into the star wars hurricane like everyone else. but i am not waiting in
line for 24 hours just to get a good seat.
Posted by cainnum at 2:52 PM
new band!
yes i have a new band. my last new band was
Broken Social Scene ,although i never posted about them. i really should have. they rule. anyhoo, due to the decline of good music and the rise of bad, i only get a new band about once a year. BTW new band=band i will listen to exclusively, dropping all other music i currently listen to. this new band is called Aqueduct. Think daniel johnston gone electronic, but smarter. lyrics are very witty at times, and there's a lot of good drum work as well. i'm sure most who read this blog won't bother, save for veronica perhaps, but i thought i'd throw it out there anyway.
Aqueduct. listen. and like.
Posted by cainnum at 4:23 PM
help
umm i need somebody to talk to. pretty badly. not the friendly 'hey how's it going talk'. more like the 'i've never had to deal with a real committed relationship before' talk. please
help. i know most of you would rather hammer in your fingernails, but i'm desperate. if you can stand a little whining and dish out some advice, i would be grateful. thanks.
Posted by cainnum at 3:07 PM
Finals
Everybody knows that Finals suck. Even if you've never taken a college course in your entire life, you have at one point probably been exposed to someone under the strain of finals. Now I myself have only two classes to contend with at the end of the semester, but believe me, it still ain't easy. This is mainly due to the fact that life does not pause for finals. It keeps on going, sometimes even faster than usually. It is very hard to keep up with. Another speed bump on the road to finals are the instructors themselves. My math teacher thinks that passing the final requires that I do over a hundred problems in less than two hours, and my lit teacher is assuming that I will have a better chance of passing if I write my paper three different times. I've come to the conclusion that these people aren't simply handing out knowledge, but hoping that i well learn some sort of valuable lesson via sheer torture. obviously, their plans have failed miserable. All i have learned is that a) math teachers are evil *no offense Andy* b) I like Walt Whitman and c) no paper is worth writing if it's not worth writing several times. oh also the hot chicks will talk to you if they think you're smart.
so in conclusion my life has been hell this week, well more so than usual. so take it easy on your local college student. they might just blow up and
kill you.
Posted by cainnum at 2:23 PM
