So, yeah.

Warner Bros. is working on a film adaptation of Isaac Asimov’s Foundation.

Super. So, Stargate Atlantis/BSG/Lost are all disappearing from television within a year or so (slightly more for Lost), leaving no decent television. Now, Hollywood is dipping their dirty hands into the literary world and trying to ruin the Foundation.

If Nintendo declares bankruptcy in the next few weeks, then I am confident that I am living in hell, and all of my forms of entertainment are being taken from me. :S

Today’s CTRL-ALT-DEL comic made me laugh.

Not because it was funny, but because of how stupid the premise was.

Ethan comes home. Lilah begins questioning what is wrong. Then, she assumes he is fired.

And she says:

Are you serious? God, are you ever going to grow up? What are you doing with your life? Ethan, nobody likes work, but you have to suck it up and tough it out like everyone else. Its part of being an adult!

I find this lecture to be thoroughly entertaining, since it comes from a character who quit her job to become a professional gamer, which isn’t the kind of living you can raise a family on.

Ugh. I hate CAD…so much writing and it is so poorly written.

Ugh. I’m shaving every morning for this teaching job, with a ghetto razor that takes great pride in cutting my face up brutally. Not to mention the fact that I have to shave from every conceivable direction to get anything resembling a close shave.

Does anyone have any suggestions on what could provide a better shave? Perhaps those of you who keep well maintained goatees would have a suggestion of some kind. As it stands, this method is killing me. Takes 20 - 25 minutes and it doesn’t even look good in the end, but the razor seems physically incapable of handling certain regions of my face. :S

Yeah. So, after Friday’s XKCD, I had a brief glimpse of IHOP’s menu. Then I went a little further.

Now, I desperately want to eat at an IHOP. But according to their website, the only Canadian locations are in BC. :(

I don’t know what made me do it.

I was sitting here. I had played some Euchre at Pogo.com. And I had been making some idle blog posts to give the impression that my heart was still successfully distributing blood throughout my body.

The next thing I knew, I’m reading through some old e-mails in my Hotmail account, and looking through some old MSN conversations with people that I haven’t talked to in a long time. People like Blake, StephM, Jamie (Quistis, from LA, not the city), and then I finally got to Sam.

You all remember Sam.

And so I started pouring through all of these old conversations at the beginning of our relationship (which showcase a clearly smitten me that says things more daring and romantic than I could think to say now) and then I drifted towards the end. The sad bitter end.

I started from around the time that I went to university. I followed the path of the conversations. Connected them to corresponding e-mails that had been sitting untouched for a year and a half in my Hotmail account. And I realized that although I fancy myself the gentlemanly type, I was a huge asshole towards Sam in the declining months of our relationship. I don’t know what had come over me, but every single utterance seemed to be laced with mild anger. Every word was barbed or poisoned. It didn’t seem like I said anything that had even a fraction of nicety to it.

It feels as if it wasn’t even me writing, and yet I know it was. And I feel horrible for it. I still have fond memories of when I was dating Sam, and I cannot believe that I ever could have spoken to her the way that I did. I mean…I was a complete and utter asshole. And she did not deserve any of that.

And now, after reading through all of that stuff, I sit here on a Friday night - alone - feeling utterly miserable because I was such a complete and total asshole.

Ugh…I know that I’ve moved on to a different relationship and everything. And Katie is great. Things are still brewing on that front. But there is always a little spark left behind by a first love. And right now, looking at how things fell apart, it feels like I’ve got a weight pulling down everything inside of my chest. I am a bad person…and I can’t help but wonder if I’m going to spiral out of control in this relationship…and maybe all others.

…

And now I am crippled by a bout of self-loathing. Super…

I wonder if anyone is going to develop some sort of User Style Sheet for Facebook that you can use in conjunction with a Web Developer add-on in your browser to convert back to the Good Facebook.

Is such a thing even possible, I wonder? It would be cool, because I hate New Facebook. Everything seems to just sit there, as if someone walked into a room with all these pictures and notes for friends, dipped them in glue, and chucked them at the wall.