Because various things make The Ren stupid.

Ladies and Gentlemen. I have an announcement to make.

The computer services have done nothing to fix my computer (thus far) and have really only suceeded in pissing me off by changing all of my preferences, including my customized mouse pointy-thingies. This, of course, meant I had to spend a great deal of time fixing all that up. I believe I have cured the damn thing of the c.s. stupidity, but that really still remains to be seen. However, Alvin has promised that there will be progress tomorrow. He had damn well better be right; I have the rampaging mob ready to go at my word. Pitchforks and torches at ready, mates!

In other news, minesweeper Sucks My Non-Existant Dick. More on this to follow, if I'm still feeling as though I have been bested by a really stupid computer game when I get my hands on a computer a computer with Internet access tomorrow morning (because I have a computer. It's just that my computer is unlike-d. Which should be read unlike-ed, really. So there).

Tried writing a letter to Kyle today during Idris's class, but writing in green red ink (because green ink is silly, so it had to be red) apparently makes me lose my ability to spell simple words. Like "Kyle" and "have".

That is all. For now.

No, wait, I lied. One more thing.

Me: I FUCKING HATE THIS GAME! *referring to Minesweeper*
Joan: ... then why do you keep playing it? Because it's addicting?
Me: ...because if I don't, the little computer people will step on the mines and die... And at least if I make the mines explode, their family members will know who to blame for the little computer person death and... *continues to rave along this line of thought*
Joan: ... oh my gosh. You're a psychopath.

...When I have blue hair, I want to take a picture and make an icon that will say "I am a psychopath". Or something along those lines that sounds less stupid. Yesh.

and the addiction returns!

I HAVE THE INTERNET BACK! I WILL NEVER BE ON TIME FOR ANYTHING EVER AGAIN!

Moments of Japanese.

Now for another story from The Life of Ren. (For those not in the know, all words in [brackets] were originally spoken in Japanese.)

Mitomo-sensei: [I am a medical doctor. What is wrong with you?]
Ron: [Uh... I... am nauseous.]
Mitomo-sensei: [Oh, nauseous! What did you eat?]
Ron: *blink* What?
Joan: What did you eat?
Mitomo-sensei: Breakfast, lunch...?
Ron: [I... ate the cafeteria.]
Mitomo-sensei: Aah, really?
Ron: Well, yeah.
Joan: The whole cafeteria?
Ron: *realizing his mistake* Oh! Yeah. My stomach hurts because I ate all those bricks. And tables. And... things.
Me: People?
Ron: Yeah. People.

later...

Joan: Como se dice (note: spanish. 'How do you say...?') cramp?
Mitomo-sensei: Curampu?
Joan: Yeah, a cramp. How do you say that?
Mitomo-sensei: Uh... *gives Joan her translator* Spell it.
Joan: *does so* I think it's this one... *hands it back* A cramp. Like... a muscle spasm.
Mitomo-sensei: Ooohh... So... you have a cramp... in your head?
Joan: Huh? Oh, no!
Me: ...that would hurt.
Joan: Let's try an easier one.
Me: Okay. Mitomo-sensei, how do you say 'dying'?
Mitomo-sensei: *immediately* [Close to death.]
Joan/Me: *stare*
Joan: [I am close to death!]

(For the curious. 'Close to death' (phonetically) = 'shi-ni-so-o' (-o = elongated 'o'). 'I am close to death' = Watashi wa shiniso-o desu. And, because people asked... 'My eyelash is hurting' = Matsuge ga itai desu.)

Kyle. Now that you're willing to associate with the net world again, I learned the following words just for you:

neck: kubi
vomit: kimochi ga arui (literally: I feel bad)
itch: kayui
brain: no-o
liver: kanzo
lung: hai
stomach/abdomen: onaka
buttock: oshiri
kidney: jinzo-o
surgery: shujutsu o shimasu (if you're in surgery currently, you would say... 'watashi wa shujutsu o shitte imasu')

I tried to find out 'digestive tract', too, but Joan hit me and I learned nothing. -_-

Joan is much enjoying the new PS2. I'm sure she'll talk about it later. (IT'S SO TINY!)