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Entries this day: Dream MBNA PM_dream Playcheck The_Haunted_Mansion am Dream 7:52am JST Wednesday 20 October 2004 I was invited by my cousin with Down's Syndrome to compete with him playing a video game. He was confined to his bed and I was going to sit on the edge of the bed, but he insisted I had to sit next to him because of the way the game controllers were shaped. The game featured a panel for each player with a similar scene. A keyboard was superimposed on a large tree of fruit, and one of the flowers blossomed, corresponding with that keyboard letter. We would get a point for typing that letter. The flower would turn to a fruit and birds would fly to it and chow and be happy. I found we could get more points for typing a word that started with that letter, and even more points if we typed a phrase starting with that word. The phrase was only parsed for correct words, not grammatical correctness. I would just type anything that came to mind: Monkey fruit banana dog fly ear corn umbrella face And the birds on my screen were suddenly pleased to find an abundance of fruits; plenty of fruit for everybody. The season reversed back to spring, while his season was turning into winter. Soon, the birds on his panel stopped paying attention to his attempts to type a single letter, and migrated over to my panel. That was fun; do you want to play again? - - - - Misato left her book, so I ran down to give it to her. I didn't know if I'd be able to find her, but I did; she was not too far away, and she was wearing a fur coat and interviewing President Bush Jr, and former Presidents Clinton and George Bush Sr. I gave her the book as she asked a question, and as I was going back, the wiser two men gave sensible answers, and George Jr said something horribly sexist. I noticed that I didn't have to go all the way back to the base of the ramp to walk back up it, but I could just climb up a cool ladder thing that was available at every 5 feet or so, allowing me to save time, and have more fun climbing back up. I was back in the house with video game guy and he was surprised that I had slept there before, while [President Clinton's daughter] Chelsea was at school, I had slept in her room. - - - - Samuel L Jackson's face was messed up like in XXX, but for real. Someone was sent with a chainsaw to kill him, as a societal cleansing. Samuel L Jackson ran, and the guy chased him and was killing anyone that he could catch, including a cop who did nothing to stop him; the cop was paralyzed with fear. The chainsaw killer was racing on a horse, and news cameras were broadcasting him live. I expected at any moment for someone to kill him or for him to stupidly kill his own horse. - - - - A large dog was standing next to a large ambulance-sled that was being loaded with with water and supplies to save these people who were in need. A scientist was pouring sterile water from a huge drum into a smaller cup, but the rest was no longer sterile and had to be tossed. He at least saved it for non medical drinking, but it was still an expensive several gallons of water. The dog somehow knew where to go; he was given street directions (turn right at the light). permalinkMBNA 10:59am JST Wednesday 20 October 2004 I called MBNA to change my address back to my dad's address in Texas because paypal flipped when they found out I moved to Japan. Paypal said "oh no! we can't authorize you if you live in Japan; we're idiots!" or something like that. So now I've just gotten the card added to my paypal account cause the MBNA address change took place immediately. And, in a great boost of customer service, the MBNA rep (Laura) informed me that Paypal checks the address of the credit card every time its used as verification, so my plan of getting it verified, then switching the address back to Japan would not work. She said she and MBNA would be happy to switch it, but that paypal would flip again. So I told her to just leave it as Texas; I don't really use the statements anyway. permalinkPM dream 12:38pm JST Wednesday 20 October 2004 janette and I were emerging outside after a big storm. I was amazed to see the river was so high that it not only covered the bridge, but was running backwards. I was even more surprised to see a guy ride through the water over the bridge on his bicycle! Then another guy went across in his car and soon it became apparent that no one else really cared about the super deep flood waters. I looked back and was triply surprised to see that the waters had receded and they had been deep/heavy enough to cover/squash the bridge that now arced up before me. Wow. Decided to go back and get my bicycle out of Mr Van. There were lots of testosterone laden guys gathered around the auto parts place where we had parked, so Wende didn't want to hang around. I chose to not leave her with the scary looking people. permalinkPlaycheck 11:58pm JST Wednesday 20 October 2004 Hitomi and I just watched Paycheck starring Ben Affleck at a hotel called Will Shibuya. Hitomi is okay, and I'm okay, and there is a big bloody mess on the towels. Hitomi said I looked like a lion. The movie was good, as well as channels 2 and 9, although they featured mosaics of all the interesting bits. permalinkThe Haunted Mansion 12:04am JST Thursday 21 October 2004 We just got some foodage at the conveni and traded Paycheck for The Haunted Mansion, starring Eddie Murphy. 2:05am Haunted Mansion was cute, but not money. I'm glad we didn't pay (extra) money to see it. Not coincidentally, the movie reminded me of the Haunted Mansion ride at Tokyo Disneyland. permalinkam 09:47am JST Thursday 21 October 2004 Woke up around 7:30 for a fifth (and last) romp and now Hitomi is a bit late for work, but I'll be almost on time for the dentist. permalinkprev day next day |