This is an archive of the last time that ElectricBiscuit was ran as a journal on Blogger. No new content here people, just old shit.
In a suprising move of pure coolness, you can order Windows XP Service Pack 2 on CD completely for free. This is not only good for people with shitty connections, but for people who reinstall their OS frequently. Now you can install XP and SP2 without your internet connection turned on so you can avoid that nasty 20 minutes of vulnurability presented with an unpatched PC. Rock on, fools.
A dispute over clothes and a video game system between a young woman and a squatter in her grandparents' house apparently sparked the vicious beating and stabbing murders of six people whose bodies were found late last week in a blood-spattered home, police said.
Troy Victorino, 27, Robert Cannon, 18, Jerone Hunter, 18 and Michael Salas, 18, are charged with first-degree murder and armed burglary. The teens confessed shortly after they were arrested Saturday, authorities said. All four were jailed in Daytona Beach while awaiting bail hearings Monday.
Police said the attack was the brutal culmination of an argument between Victorino, an ex-convict, and one of the victims, who is believed to be Erin Belanger, 22. She was singled out for a beating so vicious that even dental records were useless in trying to identify her.
I'm updating because Dan was angry that I hadn't updated in like all of one day. So... that's it.
I love Gene Pool. It's a great Alife program, but I have one real problem with it. It's very easy for your swimmers to go completely extinct as they suffer from what I'd like to call Americanitis, though it would be Humanitis just as easy. They have a bad tendency to migrate to a corner of the pool that has all the food, then they eat all the food and breed in such massive quantities that just about all the ones they bread die off. The ones left behind are left in a mad dash to the other corner of the pool so they can repeat the process. If you start with a generation of fairly weak swimmers, they'll quickly go extinct within about 12 hours of repeating this over and over again.
ASHLAND, Mass. (AP) A Whitinsville man riding his motorcycle away from his wedding rehearsal was killed in a crash that was witnessed by his fiance.
Colby Miller, 30, died Thursday after he slammed into a dirt embankment on Winter Street. His fiance, Meredith Flanagan, was following in a car. They were planning to get married in three weeks.
Their priest, the Rev. Ron Ingalls, said Flanagan had a moment with Miller before he lost consciousness.
''It's absolutely tragic,'' he told the MetroWest Daily News of Framingham. ''They had just come from rehearsing their wedding ceremony. They were so happy and looking forward to everything.''
The accident occurred around 5:30 p.m. after the couple left the rehearsal at Ingalls' home.
Miller was taken by ambulance to a nearby baseball field, where a helicopter arrived to fly him to a hospital. But Miller was pronounced dead in the ambulance.
Ashland Police Lt. Scott Rohmer said Friday that the crash was still under investigation, but speed appears to be a factor.
Sometimes in the morning I am petrified and can't move
Awake but cannot open my eyes
And the weight is crashing down on my lungs, I know I can't breath
And hope someone will save me this time
And your mother's still calling you insane and high
Swearing it's different this time
And you tell her to give in to the demons that possess her
And that God never blessed her insides
Then you hang up the phone and feel badly for upsetting things
And crawl back into bed to dream of a time
When your heart was open wide and you loved things just because
Like the sick and the dying
And sometimes when you're on, you're really fucking on
And your friends they sing along and they love you
But the lows are so extreme that the good seems fucking cheap
And it teases you for weeks in its absence
But you'll fight and you'll make it through
You'll fake it if you have to and you'll show up to work with a smile
You'll be better and you'll be smarter and more grown up
And a better daughter or son and a real good friend
And you'll be awake, you'll be alert, you'll be positive though it hurts
And you'll laugh and embrace all your friends
You'll be a real good listener, you'll be honest, you'll be brave
You'll be handsome and you'll be beautiful
You'll be happy
Your ship may be coming in
You're weak, but not giving in
To the cries and the wails of the valley below
And your ship may be coming in
You're weak, but not giving in
And you'll fight it, you'll go out fighting all of them
Sara: im watching news... i wanna go to the republican national convention... my friend gets to go :(
Went to the doctor for my check up. They asked me if I was taking the augmentin, which I wasn't. I said, "Oh, yeah." The doctor told me it was good that I was taking the augmentin since cat bites have a bad tendency to become horribly infected with something that I can't find now. But, since it's not infected now, I probably wont get infected even though I didn't bother filling the prescription for the augmentin.
Update: I gave it away.
I got bit by a cat yesterday at work. I elected to go to the urgent care after thinking about it for a while, much to the chagrin of everyone else. I had to get a tetanus shot. I was afraid it'd hurt really badly, but it didn't at all. Went back to work afterward. Overall the ordeal took about an hour and a half. Today, my arm is a little sore, but not as much as most people make it out to be. Oh well.
Cancelled Ancestry right now. I've heard a lot of horror stories about them being really hard to cancel for, and that they harass you, etc. The first time I called about a week ago, I could just tell the woman was going to keep me on the phone for twenty minutes arguing (kind of like the guy from AOL), so I just gave up and said, "Yeah sure I'll wait out the rest of my trial..."
Can someone please tell me what it means to be alive? And then explain it to me until I understand. That would be great, thanks.
I had the coolest dream last night I've had in a very, very long time. The last week or month, or whatever, I haven't been able to remember any dreams, but this one was bad ass.
(These impressions are based on roughly one hour of playing the game).
So guess who won a nice logo-less blue Polyphonic Spree robe on eBay today? That's right! Me! And guess who has Doom3 waiting for him when he gets home? That's right! Me! Also, guess who had a really nice relaxed day at work? That's right! Me!
I think I've finally found my musical niche. I've always like a large range of music and I've never been able to pin down exactly what I like any time someone asks me, "So what kind of music do you like?" Now, I think I know.
Part of me really wants Doom3. Then another stronger part of me doesn't want to be poor for the rest of the week because of it. Also, the fact that I refuse to lose that auction on that blue Polyphonic robe has a little something to do with it. I'm going to cry. Money is the root of all evil, it's true.
There isn't much to know about me that you can't find out by reading some of the archives of my blog, or sometimes just the main page. I'm uninteresting, stoic, and lonely.
