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June 30, 2005
My ass.
Two nights ago, PA told me walking lunges make his ass hurt. If you recall, he has said this to me before. He's all like "walking lunges with 80 lbs weights really make me sore." Things that...I'm not sure I want to know....
So yesterday, I decided to do some lunges with EIGHT pound weights. And then did walking lunges with ZERO pound weights in my kickboxing class.
Today, my ass hurts.
And I feel kind of wussy.
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June 29, 2005
Dinner and the missing advisor
So. We have a post-preceeding submission. We had a meeting on Sunday to discover, "Hmm...we have some pretty major changes to make. Let's meet Tuesday." I "work my butt off" to get the changes done (note the quotation marks? That means that I tried, but I really didn't succeed in the working butt off thing...I just pretend I did)
Today is Tuesday. PA is leaving tomorrow morning to go back to Pittsburgh. Today is the day that PA, advisor and I are supposed to meet for dinner and work out final kinks in paper. What happens Tuesday afternoon? *ahem* "I have to meet my landlord tonight. I might not be able to make it." SHE HAS TO MEET HER LANDLORD? So she bails out on me? After much conjoling, she says that she should be able to meet us after dinner, around 8:30 (she *really* should be there, u know...since PA isn't really affiliated with me in any way shape or form).
So, I pick up PA around 7:30. Because the restaurant I stupidly picked had a 1 1/2 hour wait, we decide to work on the paper first (instead of other way around). We don't get seated until 9:15 or so for dinner. I call advisor to tell her to come out. She doesn't answer, so I leave a message. Cut to after dinner. She hasn't called. PA and walk around and talk about random things until about 11:45. Does advisor call? Ever? To apologize? To check up? Am I stupid as shit?
I drive PA home. I get super lost. A supposedly 15 minute drive ends up taking around 30-40 minutes. I am super embarrassed, but I manage to get PA in one piece to the hotel. I drive home. NO ADVISOR CALLED. So basically, she totally flaked on me and PA. AGAIN.
I try to be understanding at times. I try to realize that ok, my advisor has a life (ie, she is irresponsible and I can deal with that sometimes). But FRIGGIN A. At least apologize or come up with a better excuse!
It's getting a little annoying.
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June 26, 2005
Talking to my parents
Talking to my parents depresses me.
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Camping
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June 24, 2005
You know you are
You know you are graceful when you spill water all over yourself while you are trying to drink it.
Heh. Glad my cubemate is busy being productive. :P
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June 21, 2005
There is nothing worse than
There is nothing worse than feeling worthless.
I need to get the f*ck out of research before I kill myself.
Seriously. :)
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June 20, 2005
Tired and Happy (sort of)
I have to mention *once again* how much I love kickboxing. You know, I am totally obsessed with working out right now. It *consumes* my brain. It's like I'm back in Taiwan again. I super need a social life... Hah.
Anyway, the point of the entry is: you know kickboxing is doing its job when the easiest part of the class is the pushup. And not girly pushups, but MANLY pushups. Go me. Hurt like a bitch, and I am sore as shit, but MANLY pushups. And lots of them to boot!
Of course. I ruined it all (the caloric burn) by the gorging myself on deep-dish pizza afterwards. At 10pm at night. I was *so* desperately hungry that I ate the parmesan they give as a condiment. The manager came over and asked me if I was ok. I guess eating condiments is kind of weird. Whoops. :) But, oh my gosh, that was some freaking awesome pizza.
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June 17, 2005
Sometimes, *I* even wonder about
Sometimes, *I* even wonder about myself. I had a fun-sized Snickers bar before I went to the gym. I worked out an extra hour to burn it all off. I think I am still wracked with guilt that I didn't step anywhere NEAR a gym last week. Shut up, I know...
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June 16, 2005
HA!
Fixed my blog. My database was freaking corrupted. Had to export and import all of my entries. What a PIA.
BUT! No more stupid errors. No more *pretending* that it didn't save when it did in fact save.
Thank Goodnesses.
EDIT: OK...Now my dates are all wrong. FREAK.
EDIT II: Fixed! Ok, off to bed!
EDIT III: AND!!! I removed *ALL* of my spam. Even from my past entries. I feel productive. Ok, now *really* off to bed!
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June 15, 2005
Thoughts for the moment
For some reason, after I got back from Barcelona, I have done a lot of random and stupid thinking. I'm not sure exactly how to explain it, but I thought I would ramble on for a bit about it.
So, a situation came up such that has caused me a lot of "grief." And by grief, I mean countless minutes (or hours, guess it depends on who you ask) of asking my girlfriends, "what does it mean?" At first, my conclusion was that it was the particulars of the situation. However, I have come to realize that it's really not about the situation itself at all (at least, this is what I am trying to convince myself). I think it all basically boils down to, "I *really* (ie, super duper/totally/retardedly) care about what other people think about me." I think I crave outside confirmation that I am not a retard/moron/ditz (although, I think my PA would disagree with the last one). So as always, in this situation, I did stupid stuff (seems like a reoccuring theme for me. haha). Not particularly surprising considering the circumstances, I suppose. But, basically, I left the entire situation thinking, "omg, what do people think of me?" I sat and dwelled and obsessed at the implications of it all. But when it comes right down to it, why does it *really* matter? So maybe I'm not special, or I'm not smart, or I'm not
Like my lengthy and boring entry? I'll probably delete sometime soon.
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June 14, 2005
Fixed comments
Feel so smart. I fixed my MT-blacklist problem (I know, I *know* it's not that hard, but I still want to bask in my small amount of glory. Let's not talk about what I do and how this should not be hard). So now, everybody may comment away on my lushfulness.
On a less dorky note, I went to the gym today. I worked out for two and a half hours (well, I took three classes). Almost died of exhaustion. I guess the whole "ramping it back up" logic eludes me. The last hour of kickboxing about kicked my ass. I think I really like kickboxing now. Makes me feel like my arms are getting more toned. And this definitely makes me happy. I might have to start going to the gym for longer now to make up for my uber slackiness (and major eating/drinking thing) in Barcelona.
I also want to start taking salsa lessons and maybe belly dancing again. I know I keep talking about it, but I really really REALLY want to. I just have to get my ass in gear. I'm also *sort of, maybe* thinking about taking up juggling. Harhar. My eye-hand coordination is a little bit pathetic, but despite what people say, it *is* kind of sexy. Haha. And why would I *NOT* want to be sexy? OH! And I also want to do Carmen Electra's striptease workout video. Everyone (ie, MUA/Amazon) says that it is uber fun. Not that I would like, you kno, go strip anywhere, but STILL. All strippers have pretty good bodies, wtf did they get it, yeah? It must be something they are doing right. So. When I get myself to Target/Wal-mart, I'm definitely going to have to investigate into the dvd.
EDIT: But I just realized I managed to break the "publishing" function. GRR. Oh-well, at least it still publishes, even if it tells me it doesn't. Fix that later.
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June 12, 2005
Barcelona! (again)
So. I'm back in the States. I'm definitely sad. Barcelona was an absolute blast! I met up with lots of people, and I actually managed to find people to hang out with after the conference. This conference is/was totally different than the S&P ones I have gone to before. I think I actually made a few friends, heh.
Anyway, my talk went pretty well, I think. Apparently, I sound very excited when I talk about my stuff (I think that means I talk fast?) I was so nervous, but I think I ended up doing ok. The questions weren't too hard or anything, so life was good. I got a super compliment (at least in my mind) when two of the developers of Gnutella came up to me and were saying that they were glad that I had written the paper so they could cite it later when they wanted to submit papers about Gnutella. It made me happy. Heh.
After my talk, we had the social event for the conference, where lots of wine and cava was being served. Let me tell you, I *partook* in the free alcohol. After the dinner, a bunch of the conference people and I went to a local bar and had more alcohol. Three of us ended up roaming the streets of Barcelona until 4 in the morning. Needless to say, I did *not* make the first talk the next morning.
Wednesday morning was the conference, and afterwards we went to the beach. That night we didn't stay out very late, but the following nights afterwards! LOTS of alcohol. Alcohol in Barcelona is not too expensive, and being with Europeans helps a lot too. On the night before I left (this morning), since my flight was SO early, two of the conference people and I went out to a club where we danced until 4:45 am in the morning. I went to one of their places to take a shower, and then hopped on a cab to the airport (got there around 6:15). Let me tell you, being drunk in a foreign airport? NOT a good idea. I don't think I realized how drunk I was until I sat down and felt a little sick. Hahaha. Never been drunk at an airport before, and for some reason, the fact that is was foreign only made it more interesting. I tried to write a drunk blog entry, but my laptop died...so, I don't get to make a complete idiot of myself. It was a fun experience. I miss Barcelona already...
To all those people that I hung out with, who will probably never stumble on this webpage, thanks for hanging out with me in Barcelona, I had a blast! And I seriously am NOT the lush you all probably think I am. :P
EDIT: You can view my pictures here.
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June 05, 2005
Barcelona!
I'm here. In Barcelona. Sick as a dog (well, really, I've just completely lost my voice). I slept through my *entire* flight here (albeit two hours where I watched The Pacifier, which, btw, I am *so* glad I did not end up seeing the theater b/c it wasn't really all that good). But, I shit you not, I slept like crazy. Cindy dropped me off at the airport a good 3 hrs early. I slept through about two hours of wait there. And then when I got on the plane, I was asleep before we took off. I missed one meal. Watched The Pacifier, fell asleep after that. Woke up to *almost* miss the second meal (I had to flag down the stewardess), and then promptly fell asleep after that until we landed (ie, the bell that dings when you can get up and move around woke me up). I fell asleep in London, waiting for my flight to Barcelona. Then, I got on the plane, and fell asleep again before we took off. I got up to eat (go me, and the eating!) and woke up again when we landed (ding = me wake up). I can't believe I slept so much. I managed to find my way to my hotel (which was an adventure in itself. Think: crazy Spanish lady screaming to you in Spanish while people are waiting for you to get a Metro card in which you do not have the proper change for), found my way onto the Internet (dork am I), took a shower, and went to bed by 11pm or so. And then! I woke up at 11am. Gosh. I am a sleep whore.
Too bad my voice is still shot today. Today, I pounced on the first girl I saw at my hotel (she was checking in). She had a UConn bookbag on; I took my chances that she was going to the IHW. I was *thank goodness* right. So, we hooked up for the afternoon and walked around Barcelona. In my desperation = hunger = want something I know, I found myself at a Burger King (of all places, right?) where I ordered a NOT FULLY COOKED Whopper with a small coke (that I finished within three seconds, but no refills, poop). I couldn't eat the whole thing. :( And then afterwards, we saw all these cute places with much cheaper and nicer smelling food. So, my first meal in Barcelona? Burger King. How American can I get? I am so ashamed of myself. Heh.
Anyway, the first part of the conference is coming up. Starts in a few hours, the reception that is. Hopefully things will go smoothly. The UConn girl doesn't seem nervous, but I am scared shitless *sigh*. Here's to hoping it all goes smoothly!
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June 01, 2005
Crappers
Duncha hate it when you realize you left ALL THIS SHIT back where you came from? I left all my plug adapters in Pittsburgh. Now I have to buy more. Like I *really* need two adapters from US to Spain/UK. Grrr. Hate how I feel like I left everything. At least I remembered my passport.
Today was fun. I got sick. And threw up. At work! Then I felt much better. But then! While working out and soon afterwards. I got really REALLY bad gas (in the, "omg, hurts like a bitch" sort of way)! And that was fun too! Too bad I didn't feel like throwing up. That seems like the cure all for stomach/acid indigestion pains.
BUT! I ate really good ramen. Too bad we drove all the way to Milpitas (15 minute drive), decided to eat there, sat down, and realized that there was the same restaurant (there are two, apparently) two minutes (not even) from where we live. How stupid is that. And the reason we went to Milpitas? Walmart = not stock what Chris wanted, Ranch 99 = closed by 9pm. Going to Milpitas was a total wash. BUT, at least we had good ramen!!
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