WSORG ARTICLE WRITTEN 6.27.02- "A Day in the Life of James II"

A Day in the Life of James 6:03A.M.: First thing's first: I have a splitting headache and I did not sleep from yesterday to today. So don't mind what I consciously/subconsciously write ok? This will be a new feature: A Day in the Life of James- I'll probably do this every so often since I tend to write a whole lot. So if you don't like to read or it's just that you pretend to read but can't- leave now before you get so absorbed you read the rest of the news section- which is around 18,000 words. Let's begin. Oh yeah, I'm writing this with winamp off, but I can still hear Summer Vacation by SMTOWN Various Artists and Amazing Kiss by BoA in my head. Notice how I am not listening to music... I should go back to yesterday on the 26th, at 11:00 A.M. GMT-5. Andrew's phone call woke me up and asked if I wanted to go to Boston College for basketball and swimming again. I declined since I was sleepy and needed to work on wolfyserver in anticipation for my leave on July 14th for Johns Hopkins CTY camp- so that Justin, Dan, Jake and others could take over without screwing things up or getting caught by the FBI. Actually at this very moment, I cannot discern what happened yesterday from what happened two days ago. Subsequently, the story might get a little- what's the word... whishy-washy. Heh great English AP skills huh? Oh! Now I remember, the servers fucked up the day before yesterday- ok,  so I don't have to do a lot of swearing now. Anyways so I just went online to finally upload some cracks and update the chat and forum. Good old reliable Justin- always on 24/7 along with my other raccoon brothers. Heh, raccoons... Sorry, just a little out of it right now. Hey this is like that thing with Freud- subliminal writing style- just write what you are thinking and kill andrew stuff upload freaking 400mbs infomercials. So basically same old for couple of hours. Of course I talked up a storm with Justin about the site, coding, and random things. So far, his logIM file is 1mb of ramblings. At around 3:50 P.M. Leon called and wanted me to come to Andrew's house again. I told him no since I didn't feel like it, I was still in my boxers, and I didn't do my hair yet. Well they threatened to break into my house and drag me to Andrew's house in my boxers so I gave in and went to take a shower. Yes, everything was going great- forums up, great guestbook entries, file updates- so I was satisfied with wolfyserver's performance. Now I said to myself- Great James, maybe you can have fun now instead of constantly obsessing over your site and exercising your Stalinist hold on your staff. Leon's PS2 was still at A-dog's house so I could kick Andrew's ass with Mai in Capcom Vs. SNK2. (Hah! I beat 3 of his characters with one Mai!) Plus, air-conditioning was also promised as part of the deal. So Andrew's mom picked us up- ah! air conditioned minivan! Guess what happened when we got to his house? Power outage in South Brookline! What irony! Now we can't do shit. Ok, hah, this is how our lives center around electronics. In essence, we were sweating because of no AC and had nothing to do. Well what was the only other option? Monopoly! Oh god... Well good thing I didn't have to do anything. I just ate those cheese combos and chugged Nestea while they roll the dice and get the bling bling for me. It got boring after 20 minutes and after people stole my money while I was wearing Leon's dark sunglasses. Thus, we went with my plan: Get Andrew's laptop and use the remaining juice to watch Summer Vacation and Amazing Kiss over and over again. Then we beatbox-ed the KnightRider theme. Then we sang Fly Me to the Moon by Frank Sinatra. Of course, I was the only one with vocal talent! It got so hot each of us forgot what we were talking about or doing. Leon amused himself looking through a kaleidoscope. I was just basically swearing. Finally, Andrew and Leon took my advice of going to the dark basement where it was cooler... yeah.. Ok before I tell you more about the story- you should know that I get a little freaked out in a pitch black basement. The former and both of them mentioning the Blair Witch Project, Nocturne, and Bloody Mary did not help the situation. At least we had the laptop. It got so tiresome that I opted to open up AIM+ history and we took turns at reading IMs in funny voices. It was very hilarious! Especially when we got to my IMs to Andrew which almost prompted his mom to come down due to the expletives. Reading IM-logs lost its zeal in no time; we turned off the laptop and decided to just talk. This is where it all gets crazy and illogical. First, Leon and I were fighting Light Saber battles with pool sticks while sitting down. Andrew was doing the star wars theme and Leon and I were doing the Light Saber sound effects. This lasted for about ten minutes. Afterwards, Leon brought up the fact that I wrote a 118 line poem for someone I liked but didn't write one for him or Andrew. I humored his request by pulling stuff out of my ass and we came up with a really funny concoction. I don't remember exactly what I came up with but it was a spin-off of Prelude. Poetry was followed by a game of lupism which I invented. You say one random sentence and the guy after you has to start off his sentence with your last word. (It's explained in the edify maybe section). Clearly, playing with Andrew and Leon just ruined the game given that all they did was ridicule me and bring up someone's name over and over again in our game. Next, we were raving in the dark with these red lights Andrew had. Anyways, when that stopped- Leon just brought up how scared of the dark I am. For the next hour, they would constantly haunt me with tales of horror until I cringed on the sofa and screamed like a girl. Yeah, that was real funny... If you must know, I subsequently ran up the stairs. Overall, it was a fun-filled day at Andrew's given its originality and how we made do without PS2, laptop, and electricity. I guess the old-fashioned way of pool-stick light saber battles in the dark and exclaiming 'bloody mary is behind me' beats electronica anytime. Due to the lack of interest and entertainment- Leon and I left at eight. (the power would come back on at ten) While we were on the T- we just talked about stuff that will not be mentioned here... Oh yeah when I was about to exit the train at my stop in Brookline Village, Leon said stay motherfucker and kicked me in my shins so I couldn't move. Anyways, we talked more while I was rubbing my shins. You know what happened for the rest of that day- it's at the bottom. Yes, how unfortunate for the whole community! A major setback, but you know just read the preceding news. When I got home around 9:15, I immediately found the ftp not working and Justin showed me a log where it was evident that I was banned from the server. Well it wasn't that bad considering this has happened to me a lot before (about 23 times?) and everything was backed up. Still, I felt remorse for all those hours we toiled making the site perfect! Well my buddy list cheered me up! As soon as I signed on, everybody for some reason knew what happened. I immediately set up a chat with my staff to discuss future plans. Meanwhile, ppl were consoling me and cursing the host that 'raped me' (Jake) hah! Yeah I guess it was bad but ah who cares... We'll get another one going in no time. The American Can-Do attitude! I couldn't really sleep after I logged off. Thus I took out my Grammar reference book, browsed through my quotations book, read old issues of Revolution magazine... ah so wearisome! I went back on AIM around 2 and stayed for a good two hours. During which I found a wonderful host for our site! www.prohosters.com . I joined the IRC chat and got to know the Admins. They thought cracks were illegal. I brought up how tolerant prohosters was (eg, defying FBI request to remove the Daniel Pearle homicide video) and convinced them otherwise with lines from my disclaimer. Well now they think cracks are perfectly legal! Hehe, good ol' mind control powers. I still have it! Now that I'm friends with the host- we will be purchasing space today. Well just when I was getting into some humorous dialogue with the admins- my dad came in and told me to turn the computer off. Damn, it was so quiet too! My lights were off and I turned off six out of the ten fans in the Alienware. Now I really couldn't go to sleep. By this time, daylight was breaking out, and I decided to watch some tv. Maybe that'll help my headache... Nothing was on except for infomercials. I first watched the one about the acne solution though I forgot the name (how could I? they only mentioned it 90 times). Next came the Gazelle Elite body exerciser with this really-hyper trainer who was screaming and yelling everywhere. Hey it convinced me! Now I have both the infomercials' numbers down. Seriously! They are so persuasive- I can't wait to order my QuickChop, Sobakowa Pillow, or my Gazelle machine. The Gazelle was only $14.95!!! If you want the number email me, lol. So that pretty much sums it up. After watching 2 hours of infomercials, I'm here writing about one day in my life. Now I just have to edit it so it's readable.