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Success!! June 29, 2008

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I just bought josh-stroud.com. As you can see, nothing is happening, but I’ll get it to forward to my blog (this site) ASAP. Hopefully, I will finally be NUMBAH 1 when you google josh stroud. Right now, I’m like 8. The asswipe holding joshstroud.com, as you can see, is making great use of it, so I performed a whois on the site and saw that the registration expires the seventh of october, 2008. I’m there that day, baby. Until then, here’s to the birth of the Josh Stroud google entity. (not “Workout Wednesday With Josh Stroud” here)
UPDATE: On yahoo, I’m already number 1. Sweeeeet. On MSN, though, I’m not even on the first page. *tear*

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Synopsis + Core War June 28, 2008

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Browsing around on hackthissite.org, I came across a tutorial on redcoding. That is, the assembly language of the programming-based wargame “Core War.” I had heard of this, briefly, while perusing the hive mind, but never really tried my hand at it. It has been featured in Scientific American, and seems to be pretty well known in the wargaming community. So, over the course of the next week/month or so, I’ll try my hand at a little slice of it, and report back on this blog. Obviously I won’t become pro in a week, but I’ll see how it is.

In a total side note, I have decided to start writing all of my posts using raw html in ScribeFire, instead of relying on the little link buttons. My html knowledge, 6 months ago decent, has devolved to googling everything. So, I’ll just do it by hand. In XHTML, no less. Beat that, rotting-hunk-of-meat-that-is-my-brain.

In other news, I got back from my defensive camp today with the rest of my football team. (The [sic] Championship Grading System! is thumbs up/down; truly, the System by which Champions are made) Over two-and-a-half days, the highlights and lowlights (shutup, k?):

  • Highlights:

    • –>Ordering (virtually) everything on the menu at Sonic Drive-in (the watermelon slush makes my knees go weak)
    –>Cracking my first (true) joke. So John Risko says “I hate people who think they are cool but really are not.” (possibly referring to me, or maybe someone else. I wasn’t really paying attention) So, sensing my moment, reply, wait for it… wait for it… “I didn’t know you were filled with such self-loathing.” YES!
    I went there. TOTALLY OWNED. PWNAGE until kingdom come. Felt good, that did.
    –>FINALLY playing tackle football again. Tackling other people, no less.

  • Lowlights:

    • –>Getting tackled by big sweaty men.
    –>Getting tackled by medium-size sweaty men.
    –>Getting tackled by smallish-size sweaty men.
    –>Getting tackled.
    –>Smelling like ass and balls, blended into a refreshing mix at the same time, yet knowing that the next day, I have to put on those delicious-smelling pads for another day of camp.

Not that I’m complaining. It was pretty fucking awesome. Plus, I’m not a rookie anymore. (don’t even get me started)

In even less important news, I have a bruise on my arm which looks like a tattoo loosely meaning “03″. Double points if you can guess what that means.

Finally, the blog post has seemed to have published itself two-nay-three-nay-four times. Fucking scribefire.

UPDATE: wait, five times.

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Zinio *raise eyebrows* Hmm (Along with HOLYSHITWHATTHEFLUCK) June 22, 2008

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So, anyway, I was browsing zinio.com for interesting magazines. Zinio.com, in case you didn’t know, is a purveyor of magazines for both discriminating and undiscriminating tastes. But first, some background:

It started with a bang. I sat there in a cold sweat, feeling a lump in my throat. The computer screen gaped at me, a hungry void which needed to be filled. A shiver limped down my spine.

I pressed Enter, and the world collapsed from the infinite quantum states which could have been to the one which was. The world darkened. Flickered, as if the electric current wasn’t quite what it should have been. And went out. And I sat there, alone in this … place. Never before had I felt so alone. It was a darkness so complete, I felt nonexistent. I sat there, in a nonexistent chair staring out into the nonexistence with nonexistent eyes, contemplating a world which no longer existed. And I cried.

That was the prologue from my new novel, Atalkhaphur of Karabbabazabahaababa-La-Maltacair. (pronounced ah-TALL-khahp-furr & car-AB-ah-ba-ZAHB-ah-HA-ah-ba-ahba-lah-mal-tah-CAIR)

Anyway, so I completed a survey to the kind people of zinio.com, and recieved a freeeeeeeeeeeee! subscription to any one of their hundreds if not thousands magazines. So I searched for some of my fav mags. Wired, sure. PC Mag (kind of), yep. NewScientist, unfortunately, no dice. Then I tried Scientific American. Well, see for yourself. Scroll down a page for the, well, full effect. Scientific to perhaps a biologist (or Freud).

Now Reading: Stranger in a Strange Land by Robert A. Heinlein, your mind.

Now That To Which I Am Listening: Not really anything new. See my zune card (yeah, I’m non-conformist. Suck my ****s)

Now Playing: Still Rock Band (since release). I’m broke so I can’t afford GTAIV or COD4. Pity me, I’m poor.

Now Watching: The Original Twilight Zone (series).

UPDATE: My Mom just informed me that she reads my blog. I therefore edited a specific part of it before she reads it (unless she already has and is informing me of her readership to basically tell me that I’m fucked screwed)

Dilapidated, Dulled, and Disinterested May 6, 2008

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With the end of the school year approaching, and thus finals, and then summer, I have increasingly noticed a feeling of general apathy about myself. This is not dissimilar to the “senioritis” which many of the graduating students of my high school currently suffer from. According to Wikipedia, though,

Senioritis is not to be confused with general apathy that one may experience at the end of any other academic year.

I don’t know what it is about it, but with my internship at a place called uWink as a programmer, and my 4.14 GPA (including PE, but that’s what the colleges see), I have frankly stopped caring about school work, school, grades, and even how I conduct myself in classes. This in turn is related to my previous post about college and my general feelings about college. Honestly, having taken two or more college courses each summer for the past few summers, and expecting to take another one this upcoming one, I just don’t care. It all seems so stupid, and boring, and kinda depresses me: why do in a year what you can just do in a quarter of a year? The boredom, along with my general good grades, has pretty much stopped me from doing very much academically anymore. I still do the homework when I have to, but, with as little effort as possible.
I mean, college is upcoming, and next year, frankly, will be a bitch. I’m taking AP English, AP History, AP Chemisty, Honors Biology (by popular belief the hardest class you can take as a Junior), andHonors Pre-Calculus. But, really, considering my current job aspirations (as a computer programmer of some kind), I don’t see the need to go to MIT or CalTech. Indeed, there is one way of thinking that going to merely a good school instead of a HOLY-FUCKING-GOD-YOU-GOT-IN-WHERE?!?!?!? is better. At the best universities, you know that your professor(s) are probably both teaching your class and trying to secure that 11 million dollar research grant. This means that you may not get the same education as someone who is pretty much devoted to teaching you.
This kind of persuasion, unfortunately, causes me to generally leave academics in general on my list of priorities. For example, I’m writing this blog post instead of the French quiz I have tomorrow. I’ll feel it in the morning, though. I’m also neglecting a shower. These two, in turn, lead to my lowest grade at the moment in French, and the horrification of any future girlfriends (hah) I may have, as well as the general repulsion of my friends/classmates from me. Don’t worry, I’ll take a shower, and then study for the quiz. But really, this is an example of my apathetic tendencies as of spring break.

Who knows, maybe next year will dawn new and bright, I back to school motivated, attentive, and interested, but, then again, maybe not. The summer may be enough to rejuvenate what hitherto gleamed in mine eye, mayhap recover vital joy in learning upcoming, the loving embrace of genteel Summer restoring heart where heart had congealed, or mayhap not. Only time, cruel mistress , binding humanity into her ensnaring web, will reveal the future’s secrets, and her lips are impregnable stone.

Shakespeare owns.

Peace out.
Note: You’ll notice that I put this as one whopping blog post instead of having a more button a third of the way through. I do this both so that my friends on Facebook, which posts my blog posts automatically as notes to my profile, can read them a post from start to finish; and also because, as seen in my removal of my hits counter from the main page, I stopped caring about hits. (yet another example of lassitude [ooh, vocab word of the day sweeeet*])

*: See, I still care about a few things in life.**

**: I just proved this entire blog post wrong. Shit.