posted April 21, 2000 03:53 PM              

Just as I was about to burry an axe right between the eys of Barny the purple dinosaur a loud blaring noise woke me up. As the last remnants of sleep washed away to the blaring morning sun I realized once again my blasted alarm clock inturupted the best part of my dream yet again. I just hope the blasted thing realizes just how lucky it is that I don't have it in easy grabbing/throwing distance.

As per my routine I popped a traditional breakfast, left over pizza, in the microwave and turned on Hogan's Heros.

Right at 8:30 A.M. PDT I finished getting dressed and grabed my 70 pound torture device, my bookbag laden down with my sociology book, three computer operating system books, a programing book, my archive of custom battle mechs, the Star Wars Role Playing Game, about 280 sheats of paper, my Star Wars technical Journal, Technical Readout 3057, three diskettes, and my collection of dice. The Guttless Wonder was all ready to go and I tossed my 70 pound torture device in the back seat and sat in the drivers seat, my having a driver's license is a good thing, as ussual the Guttless Wonder started up and I was out onto State Route 4 in practically no time at all. It took me 15 minutes to get from where I lived in west Pergatory to downtown Pergatory where the college I attend is.

I parked in timbuckto land as ussual because all the other parking lots are allways full.

My first class was Sociology 110 at 9:00 A.M. PDT. As I have been all but twice in my life I was early for class. Dead Wood, the instructer, on the other hand wasn't.

The next hour was only interesting as Mr. Wood discussed the results of a research study the U.S. Army conducted on the effectiveness of brain washing.

The only part of the day that I really hated was having three hours between classes.

After making the short trip home I sat down in front of my computer,daiakira (great small godlike child). As I had been doing since the quarter started I made my ussual daily rounds, checking my e-mail, bugging people on mIRC, and check to see if anyone has posted anything new on the message boards.

As my Advanced Computer Operating System class aproached I bid my farewell's to the emptyness of mIRC at that time of day.

As ussual my freind Ardan Sortek was there waiting for me. He and I had been contemplating a campaign for the Intruder Wing together since he assumed the position of Role Play Administrator.

"Konichi wa." I said as I snapped a proper imperial salute.

"Snipercheck." Replied Sortek.

"Be prepared to go 'GAH!' when you check your e-mail. I finally got an Order of Battle for the DLSF forces the IW picked up. It is bad." I opened our conversation.

"How so?" Sortek asked.
[To be continued]
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Tech Daishi

[This message has been edited by da1sh1 (edited 22 April 2000).]

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