So, I'm writing this on Halloween. No kids came by trick-or-treating. I don't even think any kids live in this area. That's good, because I forgot to buy candy!

So, I'm kinda busy. I got 2 different group projects going on, and 2 tests this week, plus the usual shit.

At least I'm getting shit done, despite what my vB teacher thinks. She actually had the fuckin' audacity to send an e-mail in front of the entire class telling our group to "wake up!". She said it was a joke, but it wasn't funny. She said she'd apologize in front of the class, and if she has any ethics, she'll keep her word.

Also, that new Wal-Mart opened on College Drive. Thank God for low prices.

Speaking of vB, I've been poking around Visual Studio .NET 2003. I'm thinking of switching to ASP.NET for the next version of TheBigTymer.Com, but I'm not entirely convinced yet. I like the way it handles form processing and such. Well, I still have time to kick around that idea.

Speaking of the site, I cleaned up and updated some minor items. Most of them concerned an employee of Guaranty Broadcasting who hates this site...yet he visits it everyday. Dalin, just why do you visit this site everyday if you don't like it or me? I always wanted to know.

Something I forgot to mention last time...I went to Slidell to absentee vote last week. The voting machines there are a hell of a lot nicer than the ones I use when I actually vote on voting days. And this election is so important...damn, those lines were longer than usual!

To finish this story, here's some search terms used to access TheBigTymer.Com:

real big tymer - I'm rich, bitch, I'm a fuckin' BigTymer. (RADIO EDITS SUCK ASS)
chacko george jeopardy - You know, I never bummed any of the $25 G's he won on Jeopardy.
bigtymer owns me - pWNED.
josh veach - I know a JOSH Stowe and a Mike VEACH, but not a Josh Veach.
scotty vines - Now, I know Scotty Too Hotty is quite popular.
porn underaged - Someone is a pedophile.

As I mentioned before, I'm gonna have jaw surgery sometime in 2005. Well, in preparation for that, I needed to get braces. I had braces before, so this isn't so much about straightening teeth as about preparing them for the new bite I'm gonna have.

Right now, my teeth hurt like fuck, and I can't eat anything but soup and oatmeal. Even trying to eat a banana hurts. Oh well, I'll be fine by Sunday. And for some inane reason, I chose purple & gold elastic bands.

Seems like I'll miss the homecoming game. We're gonna win anyway. But I just read John Laudun's AIM away message, and I'm missing a Schunior bash. Fuck.

This Sunday, I gotta schedule classes. This is the last time I have to do this. I hate it because it takes 2 hours to get into the system to schedule classes. Here's what I need to take:

MGT 3830 (Strategic Management of Organizations)
ISDS 4125 (Analysis & Design of Information Systems)
ISDS 3075 (Internship - TIGER WEEKLY)
ISDS 3070 (E-Commerce)

Time for some more Advil. Later.

Last night, I went to Pluckers to spend one of my gift certificates. I got 15 wings, fries, and a Dr. Pepper. Damn, their wings are HUGE. And good, too. The only thing wrong was that when me and the waiter got all confuzzled about using a gift certificate payment, I forgot to tip him. Damn, I feel bad about that. Usually, I leave 10-15%, so it's not like I'm a chronic tip-stiffer.

Anyway, I finally got an internship. Next spring, I get to work at Tiger Weekly as a web development intern. I gotta call them in January to set up a work schedule. For those of you who don't know what Tiger Weekly is (and don't go to LSU), it's a weekly LSU newspaper that isn't full of LSU-propaganda and funded by LSU. In other words, LSU STUDENT MEDIA CAN LICK MY BALLS. Anyway, in honor of this, I linked Tiger Weekly on my links page. Go read it.

So why the title, you ask? Oh, I saw that movie while donating plasma yesterday. "I'm Gonna Get You Sucka" is fuckin' hilarious. It was funny as fuck when Chris Rock (with a damn Geri-Curl) tries to order food at a rib joint. I gotta get this movie on DVD.

Anyway, I gotta go to sleep. Tomorrow, we're supposed to find out our grades on the Marketing test. I hope I didn't fail it.

Last Sunday, I woke up with a throat that was sore as hell. My nose was drippy and stuffy, and I had a headache. It was not fun at all; in fact, it was pretty nasty.

I went to the doctor, and I got some antibiotics and decongestants to clear me out. I feel pretty damn decent now.

Anyway, the weirdest thing happened today when I went to donate plasma. I had done the medicine, and I felt fine. When I donated, I felt fine. When I went over to the payment desk, it was so damn hot in the room, and I felt like shit. Just as the woman's handing me my $15, I black out and fall to the floor.

I felt fine after they gave me some ice packs and a cold Sprite. They took my vital signs, and everything was normal. Obviously, the heat got to me pretty good. Nothing else. I feel fine now.

Now, I have a Marketing test tomorrow morning, so I gotta study. And I hope those Pluckers gift certificates I ordered for half-price get here tomorrow. It is 40-cent wing Tuesday at Pluckers, and I'll be hungry after Finance.

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