addictions

aaron invited me to orkut last night (or as I like to call it, orkult). basically, its like friendster in that it is an online friendship-based community but where it differs is that its invitation only, permitting only the coolest of the cool to enter.

I'm serious, this thing is additictive as barrels of crack cocaine. I must have spent almost 5 edge-of-my-seat hours last night just clicking on links and signing up friends for this new "fad". It seems that the desire to be hip with the cool kids is growing even more since I signed up-- when I joined, I was probably around #16,000 but now, almost 21,000 have joined. pretty crazy. but back to the addiction thing-- this whole thing is shockingly similar to that lazor-eye game (that would be Episode 106, The Game) star trek episode, you know the one where Wil Wheaton and Data save the crew from inevitable doom? (Sidenote: Wil Wheaton is also a member of the orkult)

Yep, thats how it is. If you want an invitiation and are willing to go through the grueling baton-twirling tests, massive radiation bombardments and the occasional MRI, hit me up. I might actually give you 3 giant ice cubes and a glittery gold star!

In other news, school has been RealTough. Not only is every class giving out weekly homework but I'm actually expected to do it! What the heck? Besides that, most classes are MANDATORY, meaning that even though sleeping is permitted, ditching is not tolerated, making class a total waste of time (I mean seriously guys, I could sleep at home). Blegh.

Good news is that I got my calc midterm back-- I got a 97% (Boocha and I rock.)! However, the mean for the class was a 90%, so thats not saying much. Professor Lambers is a cool guy.

OOh yeah, I just bought some ubercool Logitech z680 speakers and will be recieving them on wednesday. I'll post all the juicy details then.

i choo-choo-choose you!

you know, I realized something very important about being friends tonight that I had previously overlooked. Friendship isn't just about having someone there to hang out with and do cool stuff with. It's also not about having someone to bitch to or someone to hang on to, but it's about a gentle balance between giving and taking.

I was just about to start my rant about happenings with aaron until I heard that he was also having a shitty day. Instead of superseeding his problems by bitching about my own shit, I sat back and listened. Truly listened to what he had to say. And you know, even though I didn't get to tell him what I was mad about before he tucked in for the night, I felt good-- the kind of "good" I haven't experienced in quite a while.

lessons...

another life lesson here... slap me if I become a sappy, depressed punk.

enjoy what you have because in the blink of an eye, in a split second, when you least expect it, everything can turn to shit.

crawling...

"You must crawl before you can walk..."

--Anonymous

boy my knees are sore.




the past few (days|weeks) have been one big bad cliché. and by cliché, I mean one big gargantuan rollercoaster ride. pfftt, same thing.

the main thing that I just cannot get past is a total lack of desire to do anything. after midterms were put in that big back bag of fuckitall, I rode a huge wave of productivity, knocking down practically my whole todo list... getting apcupsd installed and *working* on magneto, ripping out the old pieces of vsftp and doing some general housework, getting my quickcam working on phoenix under 2.6 (evidence below) with the new qc-usb drivers.

I also did some apartment tidying and even knitted myself a new shawl! I am becoming such a homebody!

wait... did I actually say that? holy fuck-on-a-stick... I'm morphing into the horribly gay christopher lowell....

AAHHHHHH!!!

Hey wait... has anyone ever noticed the similarities between Ari Fleischer, ex White House Press Secretary and fashion maven Mr. Christopher Lowell? Its pretty scary.

Be afraid. Be very afraid.

No worries... the world isnt being taken over by middle-aged bald men who like male bush (or little bush, aka bush "junior"). Oh wait--CARRIER LOST--

Yet I digress. Along with getting my netcam to work, I was able to make a long-distance netcam call to aaron!

spiffy!

Enough with the photos... back to my lack of desire. Yeah, I've practically started everything that I've wanted to start... like learning C#, working on buzzword, doing homework, etc and have never had the desire to honestly work on any of it actively. the only thing that I have even partially completed in the past four days is laundry and even that is sitting on my bed, waiting -- just waiting to be finished. and to add to the depression of not actually completing anything, I am still unable to ask anyone out. anyone. i dont know... maybe its just the aftermath of "v"-day but I sure miss having a meaningful relationship with a member of the opposite sex, just in case the word "girlfriend" wasnt descriptive enough.

I even tried to make myself feel better by buying a handfull of CDs... and it helped for a while, but I still feel empty. Its like I have no desire to work on anything that makes me whole... like web development, programming, etc. meh.

I really didnt intend for this to be a sappy, depressing entry... it just sort of ended up being one. *sigh*

maybe I'll try to be more productive now... and finish laundry! whee!!!!!

after taking a cursory glance at this post, I realized that I really have sold out. a blog entry shouldnt be about tons of pictures and flaky content! it should be about poor penmanship and atrocious grammar! bring back the word!! I'm working on it...

dance wee man, dance!

"Ye puts thine point on ye floor and just grooves it"

I *finally* beat Thy Dungeonman II. It was beautiful. See?

But anyway... I've been pretty active lately. I actually went to the gym and have been thinking about it evar since. Does that count?

Oh well.

Today in my calc review session, my professor (probably the coolest math professor I've ever had) was going over a pretty lengthy differentation problem, something like f'(x) = sqrt[tan x + csc ( cos x )]. He was approaching the csc ( cos x ) part and mentioned that we would be using the chain rule to differentiate it. Almost out of nowhere, some girl in the back screamed "YAYYYY!!!!!". My professor sat there for a good 20 seconds, staring at this girl with his jaw wide open. Silence. Then, he sort of smiled and said, and I quote,
"You're smoking the good stuff-- pass it over." Hilarity ensued.

it is the mucus that binds us...

yes, an obscure, but funny, movie quote. guess what movie its from and get a million bucks. comment, biznitch!

so anyway... life has been pretty hectic lately. not only did i have a midterm in math but a I also had a 4 question quiz (worth 100 points, mind you) for physics. i think that I did well in both, but its so hard to know sometimes. and *then*, I have two assignments due in both ics 141 and 121 on wednesday and thursday (respectively) in addition to the take-home exam (aka Masters Thesis) which is due on friday.

please, please-- oh please dont let the fun stop.

i can't wait for this fucking quarter to be over. *sigh*

and now, the obligatory pictoral representation of this blog for those who can't read (namely Aaron):

Come up with what the sock puppet says to Al Gore. DO IT!!! oh and make it funny too.