kanilas

Wow

2007-06-17T07:51:18Z

I don't know how they come up with this... but wow.

So, Kanilas, your LiveJournal reveals...

You are... 0% unique and 0% herdlike. When it comes to friends you are normal. In terms of the way you relate to people, you are keen to please. Your writing style (based on a recent public entry) is conventional.

Your overall weirdness is: 105

(The average level of weirdness is: 27.
You are weirder than 98% of other LJers.)

Find out what your weirdness level is!

Employed!

2007-06-05T00:07:26Z

Well I've finally joined the working masses, starting at Cold Stone Creamery. No idea what I'm getting paid, but I suspect it'll be around $6.75, which is minimum here. Maybe $7, if I'm lucky. I get to be used and abused by the masses who have jobs that pay more than me! Yay! At least the managers seem to like me. I start Wednesday!

STARCRAFT 2!

2007-05-19T06:59:40Z

Starcraft II was officially announced today by Blizzard. Read the coverage here: http://pc.ign.com/articles/788/788627p1.html

kanilas @ 2007-02-25T14:54:00

2007-02-25T21:54:29Z

Taken from Jaggers and Teeka

Comment here, and...

1 ). I'll respond with something random about you!

2 ). I'll challenge you to try something new.

3 ). I'll pick a color that I associate with you.

4 ). I'll tell you something I like about you.

5 ). I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.

6 ). I'll tell you what animal you remind me of, as if this is going to be a stretch.

7 ). I'll ask you something I've always wanted to ask you.

8 ). If I do this for you, you must post this in your journal!

Yeah...

2007-02-19T04:08:38Z

I haven't updated this thing in a while. I should, at some point. This week should be easier than most for school, so I'll have a chance sometime. But not now, since I'm going to bed. Stay tuned.

N/A

2006-12-30T17:25:40Z

Yesterday was the best day of 2006 for me. Period. I'm still insanely happy this morning.

Take your pick!

2006-12-01T03:23:07Z

Well, I have seen a few others do this. so I thought it would be interesting to see if anyone had any questions.

You may ask me 5 questions and ill TRY to answer them as truthfully as I can.

Have fun

Knee stuff

2006-10-23T23:56:05Z

Found out today from the trainer that I mught have torn my ACL or MCL playing volleyball. He isn't sure, though. I'm seeing an orthopedic soon. Tearing something during my Junior year would be just fucking great. So, if you have any experience or thoughts on the matter, drop me a line here, through e-mail or on IRC. Any help is appreciated.

EDIT: Going to get an X-Ray done on it tomorrow (Tuesday) Seeing an orthodepic Wednesday.

Lots of tests!

2006-10-02T05:11:49Z

Well, it seems to work for Jaggers when he's stressed out over tests, so I'll try it. I've got two projects due Monday, an AP test and a project Tuesday, 3 Midterms Wednesday, and a project Friday. Someone make me feel better!

Quiz

2006-08-30T00:54:20Z

Since Jaggers made a quiz, I thought that I'd make one as well, just to poke fun at his quiz. So, without further ado, HERE it is.

kanilas @ 2006-08-26T16:33:00

2006-08-26T23:41:29Z

Bah. Since Bard has been updating two days in a row, I feel obligated to do something.Not much going on, I'm back into the routing of going through most of the week on auto-pilot, and spending more time studying when I need to. Mostly enjoying the weekends every chance I get. I'm getting the power cable for my second monitor today, so that'll be nice. For those of you who read an earlier post about the cancer, there's no other updates on that yet. Starcraft is addicting, and I'm lucky that we're taking a break, as it's nicely timed with some tests I had this Thursday/Friday. Hopefully when we get back at it, some of the maps we use will be a little more fair to all. It's hard to get the proper balance of things, between the air superiority that the Valkries have, and the land superiority the the Zerg have, while the Protoss have a nice mix. I'm trying to make a map that might even things out, hopefully. The last games we played constantly ended in a stalemate, which was not fun. Aside from that, not much going on in my life.

Cancer

2006-08-05T07:04:32Z

Cancer truly sucks. The dog that I've grown up with since I was 3 years old has it now, and has been given weeks to live. We caught it early, but it makes no difference in this case. She had surgery to remove what they thought was the primary source on Tuesday, but the pathologist's lab has found that's the secondary source. They don't know where the primary is, it'll require a CAT scan to find. Vet's getting back to us on Monday with our options.

The hardest part is that I've grown up my whole life with this dog. Some of my earliest memories are of her, and I'd hoped to have her around a few more years. She's very healthy, and only almost 13. (Human equivalent: 68) It seems very hard to fathom that a very rare, extremely aggressive cancer is growing inside. She's acting perfectly normal right now, despite the surgery. I don't know what to do, really. I've never had a death of a loved one before, I've been very lucky. I know guys who've lost a parent, by various reasons. One was on the second flight that hit the World Trade Center. They had to watch their Dad vaporize day after day after day on the news. It's not the same, but our pets have always been treated as family. They've come on vacations, and been with us at home always. I just don't know how to react. I can't react, even, it's just numb. She doesn't know what's wrong with her, of course. It just seems so damn unfair, to go to something like cancer. Especially this kind, as they know hardly anything about it, and there's very little hope of treating it. It might give her some good time left if they get the primary source of it. Who knows. I know I'm rambling at this point, but I'm too numb to do much else other than get this down in print.

Whatever your faith, or disposition to a higher being, please, say a prayer, to whatever malevolent being you might happen to believe in, be it a galactic God, or cosmic muffin.

Alarm Clocks, and Daylight Saving Time

2006-07-31T05:34:46Z

My alarm clock happens to have a small button on it, which can be used to activate a "Daylight Savings Mode" which is technical speak for the clock setting itself forward one hour, rather than having the lazy person reset it. This is particularly useless in Arizona, as we're on of the two funny states that ignore DST. This button also happens to be very close to the button that turns on the radio. So, when I wake up a half hour before I have to leave, I attempt to turn on the radio to check the weather, and manage to hit both buttons at once, which leads to me, in my sleepy state, panicking. Thinking I'm now a half-hour late, I panic, grab my bag that I'd already packed, and bolt for the car. It's not until I get about 2 miles from the house that I check the clock, and realize I've still got 20 minutes before I'm supposed to leave. The cell phone and watch agree. Feeling wuite stupid, I head to a Carls Jr. and have a good tasting breakfast there. So, the moral is, that Daylight Savings Time is a scourge upon the Earth.

Scheduling, lines and problems

2006-07-26T19:59:13Z

For all of you who care, I got my schedule today for school. The registration process took 3 hours due to unbearably long lines, and other difficulties, but that's beside the point. Getting my books took the longest. At the Bookstore, you had to take a number and wait while they went and grabbed all yours. So, it would up being about 30 minutes to cycle 10 people through, since they did it in groups of 10. I was fairly lucky, and only had to wait 45 minutes. By the time I left, the line was up to about 1.5 hours. I then proceeded trough the rest of it, and then went to drop my 75 pounds of books into my locker, and forget about them for the next two weeks. But, the combination doesn't work. I get 5 other people to try it, try different variations, etc, and nothing works. So, I drag my 75 pounds of books back across campus, stand in another 20 minute line, and get someone to "look into it." Now I have to wait for them to call. If you're still with me after this rambling, my schedule will follow. AP Stands for Advanced Placement, which is a step above Honors, and is for College credit. Pre-AP is like Honors.

Volleyball II
Architectural Studies
AP Pre-Calc
Pre-AP Spanish III
AP Language and Composition (English)
AP Biology
US/AZ History

The regular school day is 6 classes, broken up into 3 long classes per day. I'm taking 7 again, which means I get to go in 60 minutes early. Joy!

I should also know that I have the earliest lunch, which means I'll be eating at 10:25 AM. >:(

Heat, and lots of it.

2006-07-15T09:25:49Z

Decided that I wanted to go to some shops at about 4PM today, and not wanting to waste gas in the car, (I'd rather be hot) decided to ride my bike. Most of the route I can take is along some backroads, so there's bound to be shade from trees, right? I'd been along these roads before, and they were rather nice. There were a lot, but they were substantially smaller, thanks to the county coming and trimming them all. So, I rode in the sun. I get to the shops, lock my bike up, and go for what I need. I'm in there nearly 15 minutes, and when I come out, I find that my bike has been knocked over, and it looked like someone tried to take the lock off. (It's a fairly nice bike, so I lock through the frame and both tires with a steel alloy cable fiber lock, wrapped in rubber coating.) I'm a little disturbed at that, but I don't terribly mind, as my bike is safe.

On the way home I'm riding along the same road when I nearly get pitched over the handlebars. The tires had caught in a patch of oozing asphalt crack/hole sealant, and were now stuck to it. So, I drag my bike out and continue along home.

The humidity had been indicative of storms all day, but they didn't get here until about 9PM. Even then, it was all lightning, and no rain. Though, quite a lightning storm it was. And now I sleepily fall into bed.

28 Days

2006-07-11T23:18:01Z

28 Days until I go back to school... That's really put a downer on my whole day.

Mall/Parking Security

2006-07-07T05:36:28Z

Let me say the first word that comes to my mind after dealing with them: Bastard. The on e I met tried to act like a cop, when they can really do nothing other than ask you to A) Move your car or B) Leave. I'm picking up a friend from his job at the mall complex, to go buy tickets for Pirates of the Caribbean's midnight show (Which was already sold out) then get food and come back. His shop was the last one in the whole row to be lit up, as the other shops close an hour earlier. There is -no one- in the entire part of that parking lot. (Literally, you can't see another car parked) So, I park in front of the curb, (Which is painted red, and has one no parking sign for the entire 300 feet of it.) and go in to keep him company while he closes. When I come out, the security guard is leaning against the parked car, and has a cup of coffee sitting on the hood. My hood, with a leaking cup of coffee, which has now made a decently sized puddle. On that same car I washed and polished just 5 hours ago. I was not happy. Especially because of the coffee, and the fact he's leaning against the car. Which I had just cleaned. He then proceeds to tell me that he could have called the police and had them write me a $100 ticket for parking there, but didn't since he was in such a nice mood. My first response is to ask him to get the coffee off the car, (nicely!) which he doesn't take too well. Apparently he things he's a tough "cop." So, he threatens to call the police so that they can come and write me a ticket, despite the fact that I explained I was parked there for less than 10 minutes. He argues with me, and pulls me over to the sign itself (and leaves the coffee on the car!) to show me the error of my ways. The sign reads, "No parking, 300 feet <---> Monday - Friday, 8AM - 9PM" I grin, and ask him the time. It's now 9:06. I tell him that he can't call the police, as it is now legal to park there, and ask him to take his coffee and let me go. He gets indignant, and starts to argue again, threating to call the police again, because he saw me parked there. I proceed to try to hand him his coffee, which he refuses to take, so I put in on the curb in front of him, get in the car with my friend and drive away, stopping at the other end of the lot to clean off the coffee stain.

Some times there is justice in this world.

War with the Hyena!

2006-06-23T05:02:08Z

June 22, 2006

I, Kanilas, Flight Leader of the Avian Federation officially declare that we will be siding with the Feasoxes. This decision was made in part due to the Federation's trade and previous relations with the Feasox Nations, the continuing threats of the Equines who hide behind their nuclear arsenal, and the threat of a more aggressive Spotted Hyena Clan. We feel that it is in the best intrest of all parties involved if the Hyenas are crushed swifty and publically, to prevent any future agression or sneak attack.

The official seal of the Avian Federation

Air Force logo.

Illegal Immigrants Returning To Mexico For American Jobs

2006-05-06T07:01:28Z

Subject: Illegal Immigrants Returning To Mexico For American Jobs

MEXICO CITYâ€”As dozens of major American corporations continue to move their manufacturing operations to Mexico, waves of job-seeking Mexican immigrants to the United States have begun making the deadly journey back across the border in search of better-paying Mexican-based American jobs.

"I came to this country seeking the job I sought when I first left this country," said Anuncio Reyes, 22, an undocumented worker who recrossed the U.S. border into Mexico last month, three years after leaving Mexico for the United States to work as an agricultural day laborer. "I spent everything I had to get back here. Yes, it was dangerous, and I miss my home. But as much as I love America, I have to go where the best American jobs are."

A group of Mexican workers make the dangerous trek home across the Rio Grande for their lunch break.

Reyes now works as a spot-welder on the assembly line of a Maytag large-appliance plant and earns $22 a day, most of which he sends back to his family in the U.S., who in turn send a portion of that back to the original family they left in Mexico. Like many former Mexican-Americans forced by circumstance to become American-Mexicans, Reyes dreams of one day bringing his relatives to Mexico so that they, too, may secure American employment in Mexico.

Despite the considerable risk illegal immigrants face in returning across the border, many find the lure of large U.S. factory salaries hard to resistâ€”at 15 percent of the pay of corresponding jobs in America, these positions pay three times what Mexican jobs do.

Still, the danger is very real. When 31-year-old illegal Arizona resident Ignacio Jimenez sought employment at an American plant in Mexico, he was shot at by Mexican border guards as he attempted to illegally enter the country of his citizenship, pursued by U.S. immigration officials who thought he might be entering the country illegally, and fired upon again by a second group of U.S. Border Patrol agents charged with keeping valuable table-busing and food-delivery personnel inside American borders.

"It was a nightmare," Jimenez said. "Many became disoriented and panicked, and some were mixed in with immigrants going the other way across the Rio Grande and ended up swimming to the wrong country."

He added: "My cousin almost drowned. They fished him out and sent him back to wash dishes at T.G.I. Friday's."

Many say the trip across the border as illegal Mexican-American emigrants offers them a chance to land the American jobs in Mexico they never have been able to get as illegal Mexican-American immigrants in the U.S.

"It has always been my goal to have a good American job," Johnson Controls technician Camilla Torres, 27, said. "Many Mexicans now see Mexico as the land of opportunity. Mexicans will not stop trying to get here, no matter how much the Mexicans wish we would not."

Indeed, the trend of illegal re-emigration is causing great resentment among the local Mexican population, and tension between Mexicans and illegally re-entered Mexicansâ€”dubbed repatriadosâ€”continues to build.

"I hate these Mexicans, always coming back here to Mexico from America and taking American jobs from the Mexicans who stayed in Mexico," said 55-year-old former Goodyear factory manager Juan-Miguel Diaz, who lost his job to a better-trained repatriado last March. "Why don't they go back to where they went to?"

Still, Jimenez, Reyes, and hundreds of others say they have no choice.

"The American Dream is alive and well in Mexico," Reyes said. "If I work hard, save my money, and plan well, I will be able to send my children to a good schoolâ€”and who knows? If they study hard, perhaps they will get jobs someday at the new plant General Motors is building in China