lies, chipsticks, and the light at the end of the tunnel

I'm afraid that my baby was mad at me. What did I do to her, you ask? I'm a guy; guys never know what they did wrong, right? *ahem....uh.. this baby I'm talking about is my desktop computer. But I seem to have gotten lost in the reference. Anyway, that picture is evidence that my baby was mad at me, because she was just straight up lying to me =(. But, after a good night's sleep and a fresh restart on our relationship. I think my baby is happy again.

On to chipsticks! No, chipsticks is not a new brand of fishsticks based on potato chips. That would be disgusting... Then again... french fries are called chips over there on the other side of the ocean. They are also in the shape of sticks. So maybe those are true chipsticks. But that wasn't the point! See recently I've been inundated with schoolwork deadlines and homeworks and exams. Thus, I have been spending much time, uncharacteristically, doing homework and such. (But really, I probably slack of 90% of the time and end up doing nothing except complaining about how much work I have)

In either case, snacks are the lifeblood of homework sessions, are they not? But the predicament is this: I like barbeque flavored chips. Barbeque flavored chips are powdery. Barbeque flavored chips' powder ends up on fingers. Homework requires either utilizing a writing utensil or the keyboard. Writing utilities do not like powdery fingers. THUS!, my solution is to use hardware finger extensions! BAM!

Ok, well *I* thought it was clever. So if you ever walk in on me and see me with some chopsticks eating chips, it is *not* ridiculous. It is a perfectly logical solution. So anyway, I have now adopted the style of eating snacks with chopsticks while studying. You should try it out too! It's positively great.

Ah, O light at the end of mine tunnel. Why must you be so fickle? The flickering is giving me seizures of hope and despair. Only 5 days of class left and 4 final exams. You are so brilliant in this regard. But only 2 weeks of vacation exists between the end of this term and the beginning of the next. Such a fleeting brilliance.

You can ignore that last paragraph. I never typed such a retarded thing, it can't be me blogging; it's my apathetically burned out doppelganger.

Row row, fight the power!

win or fail?

I think I said something about discussing consciousness in my last blog post, but we'll save that for next time since this will just be a quick post about some amusing events that have happened.

Purposeful Depression

Classrooms should be as accommodating as possible right? So as to be conducive to the learning atmosphere. The probability/statistics class I've been taking this summer has been in a typical room. Lit adequately with those fluorescent lights that are so abundant in school and office buildings. It would be a dark room if not for those lights... or so I had thought. The other day, I walked in and noticed something a little different with the room:

Wait, we had windows in the room?! Why oh why weren't they open! Isn't that so depressing? To be robbed of sunlight, when it is a small tug of the curtain away... It's sad isn't it? That we've become used to unnaturally lit classrooms? What if all rooms were brightly lit by the happy rays of natural lighting? Would classes be less boring? Or would there be more daydreaming... Either way, it surprised me that I had never noticed the room actually had windows... but unfortunately, the room is to be kept isolated from the outside world *sigh.

Community is ... Interesting... Amusing... おもしろい ...

Some words are best expressed in another language? Community is both interesting and amusing at the same time. How did I come about this thought? I was headed home on MARTA yesterday and reached my station - end of the line. I got off the train and I saw a ton of GREEEEEEEEEEEEN. It was amazing how many Mexicans were present. I had never seen so many at the MARTA station before. There must be some kind of event going on, were my thoughts. But ... I didn't know of any Hispanic holidays going on... But then I saw the green soccer jerseys and the Mexican flags used as capes and the only reasonable explanation would be a soccer game.

As I left the station for the parking lot, there were even more Mexican families heading to the station. And then I remembered that there was also a Braves baseball game so I thought it would be amusing to try and find those families. I saw one family. I don't know why, but I almost laughed out loud (not to be mistaken with LOLed) when I passed them. It just seemed super amusing - amongst a huge population of the Mexican community was one small family going to see a baseball game. Community is strange indeed.

So when I got home, I looked up with game was going on: Mexico v. Venezuela. But even more interesting was the fact that Team Mexico hadn't been to the southeast since the Olympics. I guess that explains the huge turnout.

ORLY?

And finally, this was on my iGoogle homepage today. And the first thought that popped into my head when reading this title was "No sh*t". Honestly, if you believe that reading/typing does not affect driving, you don't deserve to be on the road. Eyes away from the road = not looking at the road. Not looking at the road = not driving.

Still, I decided to give it the benefit of the doubt - perhaps there was more to this article than the obvious. Unfortunately, I was disappointed. There were some charts and numbers, but ultimately, it's just common sense. Seriously, the things people waste money on for studies... I know there are many more cases of such "No duh." studies, but I can't think of them now. I'm sure you've seen them though...

Anyway, those were my observations of the week. Just random things I felt like I wanted to put down in type. I've been doodling a lot in that probabilty/statistics class... but nothing good ever comes out of it. I've even tried doodling a new blog layout. But they suck. So, don't suck like me, and be cool in life. Til next time!

Oh I forgot, if you haven't listened to Suzumiya Haruhi no Gensou yet, the first track is pure win.

buried in the sand

The ebb of schoolwork is merely accompanied by an anxiety - an uneasiness stemming from being conditioned to the flow. Reflecting, reviewing, trying to recollect what it feels like to be truly relieved of all responsibilities, deadlines, obligations. There is anticipation. After being consumed for so long by the workload, you wonder, When is the next spike in activity?

And as you restlessly sit in the wake of the high tide, the question must be asked, What was the positive duty cycle of the wave? What's the period of oscillation? For these answers will reveal how long this apprehension will last...

wait, what? ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! i went from the beaches to electronic waveforms..... i'm so burnt out. I recently finished a long report on analog electronic relaxation oscillators... I think it's adversely affecting my brainz. I don't believe I've had all that much time in the past week or two to do much of anything aside from coursework. And even though the majority of it is now finished, there's still little things that still need to be done. But I always sit here wondering if I'm forgetting something big. And this continues until something big actually does come along, and the cycle repeats itself.

So on a completely random, and hopefully less depressing note: ice cubes are annoying little buggers. Even though our fridge says "Cubes" it still spits out those rectangular hemisphere type thingies. And then, after they've all populated the glass of water, all they like to do is get all up in your face - quite literally. Ever tried drinking, and then the ice "cube" pretty much blocks off all liquid flow into your mouth? Then you try to raise the glass higher so that water maybe run faster? But in the end you're just freezing your upper lip... sneaky bastards, those ice chunks are.

This morning I woke up and the first thought that came to mind was: consciousness is such a mysterious thing. So maybe next time I'd like to talk about consciousness, especially the relationship between memory and self-awareness... it certainly is an interesting thing to ponder, but whether its worth writing a blog post about is questionable...

Until next time, continue existing! (wtballs does that mean?)