Between three hours of sleep last night, five hours of work, four loads of laundry, seeing Fahrenheit 911, and writing two emails that I wish I didn’t have to, I’m bushed.

Moore’s movie: I loved it, but not in the “Oh my god every word out of that man’s mouth is the gospel truth and I shall commit my life to memorizing every word he utters.” The film is not a documentary—it is propaganda, and deliciously so. Watching it was very satisfying; it is a relief to know that people with a larger audience than I have the same troubled thoughts about our society. That being said, Moore prompts his interviewees too much, and I’d like to see him drop his mic/camera to put his arms around whomever he has brought to tears. Since I ache to see this nation swing violently to the left, I’ll cheer any progress that fat man makes. He’s like Santa for liberals! I was very pleased to see both screens showing F911 at the La Jolla Landmark at full capacity; I hope this work really makes an impact. I even saw some jar heads (ahem, Marines) at the theater, but I couldn’t tell if they were sternly conservative and disapproving, or perhaps experimenting with the idea that their Commander in Chief deserves some scrutiny. I can only imagine what all this will look like once viewed through the lens of history.

During the movie, I had a small bolt of inspiration strike. During the Punk Voter concert, hundreds and hundreds of free Uncovered: the Whole Truth About the Iraq War DVDs were distributed for free, and people were really eager to get their hands on them - some even grabbing extras for their absent friends. I think if Moore really wanted to make an impact and put his money where his mouth is, he should take as much funding as he can scrap together (film profits, wealthy liberal friends, etc.) and distribute as many free copies of his film as possible. It really is a powerful mote of propaganda, and it deserves to be treated as such—spread liberally (no pun intended) throughout the populace, like war posters of yore. And hey, with a medium like the Internet, you can disseminate as many copies as you’d like without having to spend a bundle. Damn, imagine a high quality BitTorrent of Fahrenheit 911 sponsored Michael Moore rushing around the nation. A liberal, twenty-something, tech-savvy early adopter can dream, can’t he?

I last updated on May 23rd. As I’ve discussed with a few of our remaining few readers, I suck. It’s late, and I’m formatting a 100gb hard drive in my desktop system (on the notebook now), so this is basically the only thing left for me to do.

Actually, I could continue to look at random LJ images, but I seem to have wrestled the monkey off my back for a few minutes.

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I don’t remember what’s happened since my last post.

School ended, which is always nice. My 10th week was utter hell, as I’ve stated previously, but it meant that my finals week was a breeze. I turned in one (shitty) paper for ICAM 110 on Monday (wrote all 5 pages in the 2 hours before the deadline), and then had nothing to do the rest of the week. It was delightful.

The Sunday following finals, Kimiko, Brian, Troy, Hilary and I drove to Vegas for a night. It was awesome. The Imperial Palace had rooms for $60, and they turned out to be pretty nice. I was pleased. I wasn’t 21 last time I was there, so I tried my hand at Blackjack for the first time. I made $30 profit in two hours after some quick tutelage by Troy, and I consider being paid $15/hr to drink free Vodka Tonics a success. Troy made $215 profit, what a stud. We all ate at the buffet in Bally’s, and Brian stuffed his mouth with a bit of every meat offered there then washed it down with a swig of melted butter. The gluttony amused the guys and nauseated the girls. Good times. Kimiko’s parents are taking us back mid-July, and they’re paying for our room in the surprisingly swanky Aladdin. Hell yes! I might try to learn to play Craps from her dad, and I also would like to put some more time in on the Blackjack table. I’m sure we’re going to have a blast.

Brian has officially moved in, but it’s a lot different from last summer because we each have our own room, and we’re not living with filthy girls. His brother came over last night and we fucked him up good.

I start my grant-funded research with Prof. Jenik on July 5th, and in the mean time I’m only working 5 hours per week at the library. Ever since starting college I’ve maintained a punishing schedule, and being this lazy makes me feel guilty. Not guilty enough, however, for me to go look for part time work that will last until July. I’m trying to be productive by reformatting my computer (as mentioned earlier) and doing things like finally cleaning my goddamn room. I usually end up waking past 3pm each day and neglecting to ever change out of my pajamas, much less leave the house.

Yep, there’s the guilt again. Mmmmm.

Fuck uxtheme.dll, seriously.

Okay, so we haven’t written anything up here for a couple weeks, and I have to say that we’re sorry. But, I can only really speak for myself.

The past couple weeks have been a blur of driving home, working, doing homework, and driving back to davis. Somewhere in there I even got to party with Brian when he was in town. Oh yeah, and I forgot to mention my trip to fanime con. Well then, this shows you how much stuff I have been doing, now to go into detail.

A couple weeks ago my roommates and I traveled to San Jose for the weekend to attend fanime con. As usual there were only a couple items good enough to buy in the dealer room, and every time I picked something to watch in the video rooms my roommate Chris would complain that it was lame, but he never picked anything better so I just accepted his ineptness and called him stupid. If there was one lesson I learned it’s that I cannot stand more than one day at any anime convention. But it was fun.

Last week I started my job working for the econ dept. here at UC Davis. My job right now includes throwing up some new and exciting site designs for the main webpage and making fun of my bosses as they sit behind me and try to animate stuff in flash. It’s not too bad, except that I will only be allowed to work twenty hours a week during the summer. If you want to bug me while I’m at work you can add garbage prime to your buddy list and send me naked pictures, my bosses love those.

This past weeked it was requested of me to go home to Nevada County and check on some stuff at my dad’s work. Dutifully I drove home on friday and spent most of the day on saturday fixing my car, replacing my water pump and replacing an essential part in the steering section. My car should be in good working order now, but don’t trust what I say. On saturday night Val visited me and I took her to see the newest installment of Harry Potter. I have to say that I enjoyed this movie much more than the first two, if only because the story was a little more grown up than the others.

Well then, I think that’s about it for now. Finals are coming up the end of this week and I plan on running myself over with my own car immediately following. Wish me luck!