November 29th, 2004


yet more flotsam and jetsam from katster's crazy mind

There is so much I want to write about, and so little time that I haven't found much to say about anything. I'm a little slow on getting answers to that meme out too, I might point out, because I've sorta found at least a little bit of a groove for my fiction writing, even if it is only half a scene here and half a scene there. It keeps me from going completely off the deep end -- well, that and the happy pills the doctor gives me.

Speaking of the happy pills, I decided to be good again, and I've been taking them somewhat faithfully for the last week or week and a half. So maybe that's helping somewhat with the production values. I have no idea, sometimes I wonder if the whole bipolar thing is this elaborately constructed thing that lets me justify what I'm doing. I mean, that I'm not really sick, and the whole thing is an elaborate explanation for why I'm such a lazy shiftless slacker at times. Because I feel like I should be able to handle the weight of the world. And the fact that I'm so obviously not...

Anyway, I'm going to start working on the answers to this post tomorrow, and if you haven't gotten a request in, then go ahead. Because I don't mind doing them, and I'm probably going to do a few for folks who didn't, simply because I want an excuse to say how great certain people are. (And they're people who wouldn't ask in a million years, a couple of the folks I've got in mind.) If you don't think you deserve warmfuzzies, well, then you prolly need 'em most of all, so put a request in. ;)

And for those who aren't familiar with my radio show on Radio Free Mars, I figured I would remind you of it. It's every 8 PM to 1 AM Eastern (that's 5-9 Pacific) on Monday nights. Normally, it's mostly sheer randomness, but on the next show we're going to do a theme show. And the theme is "Kickin' It Eighties Style". I've gotten better at not making a fool of myself, so I invite you to tune in. It ought to be a fun show, even if I don't have nearly enough music to make a show right now. By showtime I will. No worries. :)

Other than that, I'm just struggling through, attempting to keep putting one foot in front of the other, just simply attempting to survive. But I'm a survivor. I've done it before, I'll do it again. But now it's time for bed. Or something like that.

Anyway, I should sleep now, it's 4 AM and the alarm is going to go off at 9.
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oski, calbear, berkeley

Cal football fandom

So, it looks like Stanford is fired football head coach Buddy Teevens. And while my Stanford friends are probably deliriously happy about this turn of news, as I was when Holmoe finally got the axe, I can't help but think the Teevens era was good for Cal in general. Y'guys ought to have kept him one more year. ;)

My favourite quote over the whole thing is Ray Ratto's take on the difference between Cal and Stanford.

This can be explained in part due to Stanford's strident willingness to pay its head coach less than any other Pac-10 coach, all in the name of "keeping football in its proper perspective." Willingham took them to a Rose Bowl and barely made $700,000; Tedford may get Cal there and the alums are trying to see if he'll take Piedmont, Moraga and the tunnel that connects the two towns as a down payment.

As I said, says it all. :)

Anyway, I should update the schedule, and note that if all goes well, and we beat Southern Miss on Saturday, we are all but guaranteed a BCS bid. If USC beats archrival UCLA on the same day, Cal gets to go to the Rose Bowl for the first time in 46 years. It's not Chicago Cubs levels of futility, but Cal fans know what the word "long-suffering" means. Anyway, since we're 9-1 and guaranteed some sort of bowl game even if we lose, I've added that to the chart. The bowl game, is of course, TBD. We could end up three possible places, depending on how we do, how USC does, and how the BCS polls shake out. We could go to the Rose and play Michigan; we could go to the Fiesta and play Utah, Pittsburgh, Miami, or Virginia Tech (that last one has interesting implications given that it was our win over them in the Insight Bowl last year that lead to this dream season); or we could go to the Holiday and play the third-place Big 12 team, likely Texas A&M.

We'll see. In the meantime... GO BEARS! BEAT THE GOLDEN EAGLES!

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pissed, angry

katster angry. katster smash.

*sigh* dealing with my sister acting like a spoiled fucking brat is such wonderful and happymaking joy, y'know?

I know I said I'd help write that stupid fucking letter to unemployment, but that didn't mean I'd write the whole damn thing. And if you can't pay attention to what they need from you enough to communicate it to me, that does not oblige me to either (a) call unemployment to figure out what you're not telling me -- something that could cost you money, kid, 'cause I'm not entirely sure I'm supposed to be doing this, not being a lawyer or anything close or (b) read your mind to figure out what I need to do.

Between this and a few other things, my faith in humanity is near all time lows. Joyee. I'll be back later when I'm a little more together.
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