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March 25, 2005

Excuse me...I am retarded

Today, I got Chinese food delivered to d-level for my advisor and me. In my happiness to see the food arrive (and my apprehension that I had to forge my advisor's signature), I completely and totally forgot to tip the delivery guy. He handed me the receipt to sign, I didn't even look at the price, and all I did was fake a signature. And then he just stood there for a little bit, and I was kind of like, "Um...ok, thanks!" and happily pranced away, much to his dismay I am sure. And I'm walking back to d-level thinking about food and how great delivery is when it hits me like a ton of bricks, 'I DID NOT TIP THE DELIVERY GUY'. No wonder he was standing there like an idiot while I said "goodbye." Insert massive freakout at my stupidity along with five people heckling me for being the "delivery scrooge." Needless to say, I quickly called up the food place and asked them to add the tip. I hope they remember, and I hope that delivery guy realizes that it was me who remembered to tip him in the end. Felt kind of dumb for totally forgetting...DOH.

On the other hand. I am indecisive. Should I go with a place that will pay me approximately $4000 less for the summer but I will *most likely* make progress on, or should I go for the one with more money but the project is sort of open ended and sort of not as related to my stuff? I'm supposed to make a decision like tonight. I can't decide. It's a battle between 1) the pragmatic side of me and 2) the "I want MOOLAH" side of me. I kno I'm supposed to listen to 1, but I am really REALLY loving 2. In the long run, I know that the moolah isn't going to matter. And in the long run, I know that if I make forward progress I'm more likely to graduate faster and get a real paying job later. But I am also a bit afraid that I am feeling kind of tired of what I am doing, and a change of pace would be nice. But then again, if I waffle around too much, I will *never* graduate.

God. I'm such a waffler. Waffle waffle waffle. . . .

Which reminds me! I got chick-fil-a coupons today. Waffle fries, here I come! (Did ya like that transition? Did ya? I waffle, waffle fries, chick-fil-a? Hehehe)

EDIT: I am a waffler no more. Take me five hours...but a waffler I am not anymore (for the moment that is).

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March 20, 2005

Thought of the day

I know that sometimes I get down on myself. A lot of times (especially recently) I dwell on the idea that I could possibly be the stupidest person at my school (floor, work area, whatever). It's funny b/c whenever I say things like this, I know there is always someone to say to me, "You're not stupid" in the irritated "omg, WHY are we going over this situation again" tone of voice (btw, thanks otherwise I really *would* go into depths of despair). People say that no one really judges you and thinks that you shouldn't be here or what not, but I know FOR A FACT that that is not true. Sometimes I get annoyed/frustrated/pissed off at a particular person that likes to talk down to me. I guess I wouldn't mind it as much if she were right (although, being talked down to, in general, is rude), but at least half of the time she is wrong. And it's funny b/c it's not only me who feels this way, but people who don't even really talk to her realize that she is this way (rude and condescending). And they all say the same thing, "She's just not that smart. Maybe she has confidence issues which is why she acts the way she does." This doesn't make my situation any better (b/c she still acts this way), but the point of the story is that I find it humorous that people DO think other people are stupid, and they do talk about it, and I'm sure if she had confidence problems and confided that she felt dumb to somebody else, they would tell her she was not too. I can't imagine anyone saying, "Why yes xxx, you are in fact, stupid!"

So, this leads me to the weird (and albeit stupid) conclusion that perhaps, I am really dumb and the people in my vicinity are just being nice.

I think xxx really just shot my confidence to hell yesterday. Maybe that's why I am dwelling...

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March 16, 2005

Gonna Go!

Gonna go, gonna go, gonna go!!!

SO EXCITED.

Got the confirmation today. Don't *think* I am jumping the gun since I haven't seen the hardcopy of it, but she said she got funding. SO............that should be a good sign. Holy crap. :)

YAY!!!!!

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March 15, 2005

Today is definintely a poop

Today is definintely a poop day.

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March 13, 2005

Blacklist

Installed blacklist *dancin*. Goodbye "penile enhancements!" Heh. I will miss feeling loved with a bazillion comments though, but you know? It's OK.

EDIT: All my old entries are back again. Thanks to Eric, who apparently is much smarter than me and realizes that when you are uploading a text file? It should be done in ascii as opposed to binary. Sigh. So, *muah* Eric for getting it done cuz otherwise, that shit would've stayed on my computer forever and be lost to ... nobody. Hah. :)

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March 10, 2005

*Dreaming*

Every day I hope, wish, think, that it'll happen. It seems so close that I think it could potentially happen. Please please please happen.

And another story about my PA to entertain you. Yesterday, my PA and I were having an impromtu meeting where he decided that my idea sucked (ok, that wasn't the horrible part). And so he started illustrating a point about probability distribution. So, his example is as follows, "Let's say that there are a lot of senders, but there is only ONE sender for Hello Kitty things" (which b/c I have HK things, he likes to pick on me for this), "and since YOU would be the only person in the entire population that would be interested in HK, let's say the probability that a message with the Hello Kitty sender would be 1/6.5 billion" and he commences to write this probability with a DRAWING of Hello Kitty. Y'all, we were having a SERIOUS discussion and he pulls this shit on me. "So, the probability that the sender S = *terrible HK picture* = 1/6.5 billion" and so forth and so on. And so we have a TWENTY minute discussion about the probability distribution of Hello Kitty, and THEN when I went to copy down notes about what we had talked about? I FREAKING DREW A HELLO KITTY PICTURE in my notes. I think my PA takes joy in making me feel like an idiot.

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March 08, 2005

Lah

I am retarded when I get super jealous over things that are not even remotely related to my life. I just stalked two people on xanga. Two people that I have been wanting to stalk for a while. Found, and promptly wanted to shoot myself afterwards. I need a life.

Incidentally (which I have no idea why I used, but have been wanting to use for some STUPID reason), I got an email from the internship lady: "Here finally is more status information. You are next in the queue... It's an odd way to phrase it, I know, but that seems to be the way it works here." I'm not really sure how to interpret that, but I'm thinking that means that they made an offer to someone else and are waiting for their reply. Well. To that person: I hope you drop dead. Is that mean? Don't answer that. Anyway, desperation is kicking in and I REALLY REALLY want to go to Cali. I want to go to a bazillion exercise classes and have the body of Hilary Swank/Jessica Simpson or something like that (I *guess* I could 'settle' for Britney Spears at her prime or Jessica Alba in 'Honey'), but you get my drift.

Dilemna of the night: Should I go to 6:45 spin class tomorrow? I heard she is good...but it's so GODDAMN EARLY. Plus, I hate spin. But still. It's the only class available for the day, and I am a poor motivator for self otherwise. Goddamnit.

EDIT: Didn't make it. Pooper.

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March 04, 2005

Spam & Gym & Comedy Club

My first thought: blog spam sucks. Big time. I need to do some MT Blacklist installation crap. Of course, laziness is kicking me in the butt. I hate blog spam. But I think I hate installing stuff more. Poop. Well, until I get my shiz-nazz (did I say that?) together, check out my comments section. Blog spam makes no sense and it fun to read (not)! Yay!

Otherwise. I went to spin on Tuesday. As we all know, I detest spin. So boring. But, I wanted a change of pace, so I went. Despite how (I think) everybody feels about this spin instructor, I think he isn't too bad. He's not particularly motivating, but he counts down. And I count down (when I work out), so we are on the same end. So. Although I feel no inclination to make my thighs/quad s look ginormous, I might have to start going. Plus, the whole "I feel like I'm going to hurl, and I can't really think straight, and the 'oh shit! My legs almost gave out on me'" feeling is great.

Lastly. We went to a comedy club last night, which was pretty decent. Not as funny as the last time we went, but funny enough (this guy toured with Cher!). Anyway. Afterwards, we went to eat at Unos b/c one of the guys (Paul) there had a five dollar coupon (Of which, I know that has made me want to go before too, as well as some of my other friends. And we're all Chinese. We're so cheap. Lalala. Whatcha gonna do about it.) So anyway, (this is so not going to be funnie when I tell it, but hell I want to remember this later so here goes nothing) we order the combo appetizer thing where there are chicken wings, onion petals, chicken fingers, and fries. We do pretty good with all of it, but there is ONE chicken wing left. So, like, we're about to get our entrees and the waitress says loosely, "Can I take this out of the way?" without really listening to us (probably b/c we weren't listening to her either really), and so Paul says (I guess too softly), "yeah, I'll take the wing", which she doesn't hear. And the waitress is turned away about to walk away when Paul shrieks (I shit you not, it was a shriek) "GIVE ME THE WING!!!" (at which point we all bust out laughing and the waitress is shocked into handing him the wing). And we're all apologizing to the waitress and Paul's only excuse is, "Well, don't want the food to go to waste." Crackers me up. Hehe. So yeah, told you it wouldn't be that funny, but whatever.

And the last funny thing to happen to me. A couple of days ago, while walking back from class with my pseudo-advisor, we start talking about working out. And we're just talking about what we do or what not, and then he goes, "Yeah, so I started a new leg routine this morning, and (voice drops down to a whisper) God, is my ASS SORE!" And it's funny, b/c you know, I didn't know that PAs and students were supposed to be so frank, but mainly just b/c it was HIM and if you knew him, you'd laugh too.

Oh, and I have interviews today. WISH ME LUCK!!!!!!!

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