Sex In Space May Not Work
"Scientists who have been looking into the movement of sperm in space, with its lower gravity, believe that they have found out that sex in space may not lead to pregnancies because the lack of gravity causes a change in it. Spem, when in space, moves around a lot more than it does on the earth, but unfortunately the lack of gravity means that a enzyme that is supposed to tell it when to stop moving does not kick in, so it cannot fertilise an egg." (www.shortnews.com)
Damn. Remember how I said I would be part of that first mission to live on Mars? There's a kink in my plans.
Wait a second. They don't mean sex won't work, they mean PREGNANCY, don't they? Hm.. Maybe that's a plus, then. :)
Don't get me wrong, I love kids, its just... well dangit, never mind I'm going to go force myself to sleep more.
P.S. I'd like to thank BRUCE from the St. Louis area, someone I met online through an online gaming thing and have kept in touch with, for happening to be active on my AIM list and entertaining me for several crucial minutes on the path through boredom. You go, girl.
Saturday, November 24, 2001
Tick, Tock.
Tonight was one of those nights where you go to bed relatively early (meaning 10 or 11pm) and after a nice full sleep wake up feeling fresh and ready to start the day, glance over at the usual digits, and see 1:30am. Bust. At school this would be a good thing, time to catch up on homework, movie watching, or go invade someone's room down the hall. At home for Thanksgiving, that just means internet surfing until anyone sane will log on and talk to you.
No dice so far.
I wonder if I've ever repeated a little heading thingy title. I hope not. That would be so, not creative.
So I was having fun with google (not a pet, the search engine) and dumping in random things, trying to find interesting people in my general area of the world. I think it was "friendly ucsb" that ended up bringing me to a particular female's page. It was an excellent read, neat that there are people like that out there. I then proceeded to make a retard of myself by posting a hundred something line entry in her guestbook about how cool that was, next to all the two and three liners. I guess e-mail would have been more intelligent. Sigh.
Some people get that "don't know what say" or "frog in your throat" thing when talking to new people. My problem tends to be I talk a lot, and end up saying something that just sucks. Case in point:
Scene: Airbus from Oakland Airport to BART station, window seat next to strange looking young man.
Conversation lead in: Discussing why we're both in the area, him because he's looking at Berkeley for graduate school having just come from MIT, me because I'm bored.
M: Yeah, glad that we're on vacation now, finals week was a real pain, physics just blew me away. I'm glad that there are other people crazy enough to pursue the subject, because they're saving me a life of torture. So, what are you planning to study?
New Person: Quantum and Theoretical Physics, actually... [nervous giggle]
M: [grabs his sneaker, inserts it orally, and proceeds to choke] Ah, hehe. Well, there ya go, everyone does what they like, whatever floats your boat, blows your skirt up, that kind of thing.
[the bus door opens, and the young man hurriedly escapes]
I was reminded of this because the new girl is also a physics major, something that impresses me, even if I loathe the subject myself. Real world problems are cool when its a ball bouncing, a man running around a track, cars racing, etc. Integrating the ocean moving across a region of the sand bottom in relation to the tides causing wave formations, is not cool.
Hm. There was a strange piece of hardware sitting over here next to my father's computer. I picked it up cuz it looked fun, was able to bend back in forth. Then it broke in half. Luckily, it was because there were about twenty individual parts that were fastened together, so it was easily fixable. Remind me not to touch things like that anymore. :/
Tonight was one of those nights where you go to bed relatively early (meaning 10 or 11pm) and after a nice full sleep wake up feeling fresh and ready to start the day, glance over at the usual digits, and see 1:30am. Bust. At school this would be a good thing, time to catch up on homework, movie watching, or go invade someone's room down the hall. At home for Thanksgiving, that just means internet surfing until anyone sane will log on and talk to you.
No dice so far.
I wonder if I've ever repeated a little heading thingy title. I hope not. That would be so, not creative.
So I was having fun with google (not a pet, the search engine) and dumping in random things, trying to find interesting people in my general area of the world. I think it was "friendly ucsb" that ended up bringing me to a particular female's page. It was an excellent read, neat that there are people like that out there. I then proceeded to make a retard of myself by posting a hundred something line entry in her guestbook about how cool that was, next to all the two and three liners. I guess e-mail would have been more intelligent. Sigh.
Some people get that "don't know what say" or "frog in your throat" thing when talking to new people. My problem tends to be I talk a lot, and end up saying something that just sucks. Case in point:
Scene: Airbus from Oakland Airport to BART station, window seat next to strange looking young man.
Conversation lead in: Discussing why we're both in the area, him because he's looking at Berkeley for graduate school having just come from MIT, me because I'm bored.
M: Yeah, glad that we're on vacation now, finals week was a real pain, physics just blew me away. I'm glad that there are other people crazy enough to pursue the subject, because they're saving me a life of torture. So, what are you planning to study?
New Person: Quantum and Theoretical Physics, actually... [nervous giggle]
M: [grabs his sneaker, inserts it orally, and proceeds to choke] Ah, hehe. Well, there ya go, everyone does what they like, whatever floats your boat, blows your skirt up, that kind of thing.
[the bus door opens, and the young man hurriedly escapes]
I was reminded of this because the new girl is also a physics major, something that impresses me, even if I loathe the subject myself. Real world problems are cool when its a ball bouncing, a man running around a track, cars racing, etc. Integrating the ocean moving across a region of the sand bottom in relation to the tides causing wave formations, is not cool.
Hm. There was a strange piece of hardware sitting over here next to my father's computer. I picked it up cuz it looked fun, was able to bend back in forth. Then it broke in half. Luckily, it was because there were about twenty individual parts that were fastened together, so it was easily fixable. Remind me not to touch things like that anymore. :/
Friday, November 23, 2001
[Shoulders Some People Out Of the Way To Reach The Computer]
Ah, finally some time on the ol keyboard. Least once everyone goes to sleep there's some peace and quiet around here.
My legs feel pretty well dead, like they're about to fall off.
Made the mistake of going over to play soccer/football with the brother at the ol high school stomping grounds. That's two ol's in four sentences. WAYYYY too much old people influence around here. Next I'll start exclaiming yeehaw and screaming "WHERES MY DENTURES." So anyway, found out I can punt a football 50 yards in the air, but can only kick like a 48 yard field goal. Must be the fact that when you kick its end over end, but punting spirals and if you have wind that helps, or something. Playing soccer in the dark is pretty tough. Depth perception just isn't there.
The biggest mistake came when I challenged him to run a hundred yards in less than sixteen seconds, turned out it only took him fourteen eight. This of course caused me to have to do it to see if I could still move faster than the usual couch to fridge chug, turned out I snagged thirteen six. A far cry from my twelve flat or something days of high school track (don't get my wrong that isn't fast, my events were the half and mile, but that was fast for me :) ) but its decent enough anyway. This of course led to exclaims of cheating with the watch, so we both had to go down and race at the same time. I let him get a jump start to give me something to catch (I'm insanely competitive, its what keeps me going in most sports even when it seems like there's nothing left to give) but it turned out I was gaining on him pretty much the whole first fifty yards (lengthening my lead that is) until he began to pull up with some sort of miraculous knee injury (that was fine five minutes later). So anyway, still faster than the brother. Something tells me the quads and hammys are going to be angry with me in the morning though, even though I stretched before and after.
Just to put the above in perspective in case half of you out there are ready to brag about your hundred yard times (I'm setting off my own inferiority complex with no outside help, how pathetic is that) consider the fact that I'm two hundred pounds, and my bro is two fifteen. In my track days I was at least one fifty, probably more like one thirty five.
Speaking of the whole weight thing, the scale here read 199 this morning. Course then there was Thanksgiving. Then again I did get a lot of exercise afterward. We'll have to see how the rest of the weekend goes, and what the scale I've been using regularly at school says when I get back. 195 maybe? Heh. We'll see.
Hooppee Belated Turkey Day All!
Ah, finally some time on the ol keyboard. Least once everyone goes to sleep there's some peace and quiet around here.
My legs feel pretty well dead, like they're about to fall off.
Made the mistake of going over to play soccer/football with the brother at the ol high school stomping grounds. That's two ol's in four sentences. WAYYYY too much old people influence around here. Next I'll start exclaiming yeehaw and screaming "WHERES MY DENTURES." So anyway, found out I can punt a football 50 yards in the air, but can only kick like a 48 yard field goal. Must be the fact that when you kick its end over end, but punting spirals and if you have wind that helps, or something. Playing soccer in the dark is pretty tough. Depth perception just isn't there.
The biggest mistake came when I challenged him to run a hundred yards in less than sixteen seconds, turned out it only took him fourteen eight. This of course caused me to have to do it to see if I could still move faster than the usual couch to fridge chug, turned out I snagged thirteen six. A far cry from my twelve flat or something days of high school track (don't get my wrong that isn't fast, my events were the half and mile, but that was fast for me :) ) but its decent enough anyway. This of course led to exclaims of cheating with the watch, so we both had to go down and race at the same time. I let him get a jump start to give me something to catch (I'm insanely competitive, its what keeps me going in most sports even when it seems like there's nothing left to give) but it turned out I was gaining on him pretty much the whole first fifty yards (lengthening my lead that is) until he began to pull up with some sort of miraculous knee injury (that was fine five minutes later). So anyway, still faster than the brother. Something tells me the quads and hammys are going to be angry with me in the morning though, even though I stretched before and after.
Just to put the above in perspective in case half of you out there are ready to brag about your hundred yard times (I'm setting off my own inferiority complex with no outside help, how pathetic is that) consider the fact that I'm two hundred pounds, and my bro is two fifteen. In my track days I was at least one fifty, probably more like one thirty five.
Speaking of the whole weight thing, the scale here read 199 this morning. Course then there was Thanksgiving. Then again I did get a lot of exercise afterward. We'll have to see how the rest of the weekend goes, and what the scale I've been using regularly at school says when I get back. 195 maybe? Heh. We'll see.
Hooppee Belated Turkey Day All!
Wednesday, November 21, 2001
Fat People. And Lots of Them.
Yep, I'm home again. :) [waits for the boos and jeers]
Had a pretty boring 3+ hour ride instead of the usual <2... Listened to some old tapes from my childhood, found one where I recorded myself singing Richard Marx - Right Here Waiting, which was especially interesting since my voice hadn't changed and was a few octaves higher. Creating a melody with a younger version of myself, scary thought.
Highway 1 at first seemed like the intelligent move given the hour long process it took just to get out of Santa Barbara... Til I discovered there was a twenty mile detour, and later got stopped by a cop blocking the road so someone doing at least 100mph could come blasting by being chased by like six cruisers. Then there was the usual road construction and missed signals, anyway, I got here. :/
Met my new grandmother for the first time tonight, that was... interesting. My dad's mother died about five or so years ago from cancer, she was always really nice to me. My dad's father just recently remarried, so my dad's having fun struggling with the term "stepmom." Must be pretty trippy, especially fifty years into life. She smokes, so that's annoying, I'm allergic to basically the scent, or being around it for long periods of time. Its a good thing too, or I'd probably be at the casino more. :) Other than that she seems nice, other than the usual tries to fit in with the family too soon and "treat her new grandchildren like her old ones" as she said. That involves things like batting my hand randomly when I was cracking my knuckles because she disapproved. To say the least, hasn't gone so well so far. Not like I'm allowed an opinion on the topic or anything, its a done deal, and given there won't be much contact, I'll try to ignore the situation. The best I can do is be civil.
Going to be doing a lot of thinking this weekend, could be some major shakeups in the realm of my future.
Yep, I'm home again. :) [waits for the boos and jeers]
Had a pretty boring 3+ hour ride instead of the usual <2... Listened to some old tapes from my childhood, found one where I recorded myself singing Richard Marx - Right Here Waiting, which was especially interesting since my voice hadn't changed and was a few octaves higher. Creating a melody with a younger version of myself, scary thought.
Highway 1 at first seemed like the intelligent move given the hour long process it took just to get out of Santa Barbara... Til I discovered there was a twenty mile detour, and later got stopped by a cop blocking the road so someone doing at least 100mph could come blasting by being chased by like six cruisers. Then there was the usual road construction and missed signals, anyway, I got here. :/
Met my new grandmother for the first time tonight, that was... interesting. My dad's mother died about five or so years ago from cancer, she was always really nice to me. My dad's father just recently remarried, so my dad's having fun struggling with the term "stepmom." Must be pretty trippy, especially fifty years into life. She smokes, so that's annoying, I'm allergic to basically the scent, or being around it for long periods of time. Its a good thing too, or I'd probably be at the casino more. :) Other than that she seems nice, other than the usual tries to fit in with the family too soon and "treat her new grandchildren like her old ones" as she said. That involves things like batting my hand randomly when I was cracking my knuckles because she disapproved. To say the least, hasn't gone so well so far. Not like I'm allowed an opinion on the topic or anything, its a done deal, and given there won't be much contact, I'll try to ignore the situation. The best I can do is be civil.
Going to be doing a lot of thinking this weekend, could be some major shakeups in the realm of my future.
Tuesday, November 20, 2001
Darkness.
It's kind of pathetic when the only reason I know its time for bed is when I see the sun rising outside my window, and the only time I know I should be getting up is when its getting dark. Was out late last night with an old friend at Carrows, one I hadn't heard from in quite some time. We talked about the usual anything and everything, over the usual glass of strawberry lemonade.
Watched the new episode of 24 tonight, and made my first attempt at capturing it via TV card onto my computer. The main problem is with Windows XP I can't capture the audio and video simultaneously, so I had to use someone else's computer to cap the audio, and am in the process of putting it all together as we speak.
Won't be going home for Thanksgiving until late tomorrow (Wednesday) night, due to traffic being boring, and me not exactly having a long line of hot dates waiting for me when I get there.
It's kind of pathetic when the only reason I know its time for bed is when I see the sun rising outside my window, and the only time I know I should be getting up is when its getting dark. Was out late last night with an old friend at Carrows, one I hadn't heard from in quite some time. We talked about the usual anything and everything, over the usual glass of strawberry lemonade.
Watched the new episode of 24 tonight, and made my first attempt at capturing it via TV card onto my computer. The main problem is with Windows XP I can't capture the audio and video simultaneously, so I had to use someone else's computer to cap the audio, and am in the process of putting it all together as we speak.
Won't be going home for Thanksgiving until late tomorrow (Wednesday) night, due to traffic being boring, and me not exactly having a long line of hot dates waiting for me when I get there.
Monday, November 19, 2001
Pop.
Was sitting in here with a friend tonight helping her with math, with the door halfway open, when quite the unusual event occurred. There was a balloon just sitting on the other side of the hallway outside my door minding its own business, when suddenly my sentence was interrupted by the sound of a large object stomping down the hallway and to our surprise, leaping into the air trying to stomp both of his feet down onto the balloon before he landed. He of course glanced off, and basically ended up launching himself horizontally further down the hallway and slamming into the ground with a resounding thump. The whole incident took about two seconds, but it was enough to keep my friend and I gasping for breath for the next several minutes.
The guy eventually managed to pop the balloon, on about the third stomp.
Was sitting in here with a friend tonight helping her with math, with the door halfway open, when quite the unusual event occurred. There was a balloon just sitting on the other side of the hallway outside my door minding its own business, when suddenly my sentence was interrupted by the sound of a large object stomping down the hallway and to our surprise, leaping into the air trying to stomp both of his feet down onto the balloon before he landed. He of course glanced off, and basically ended up launching himself horizontally further down the hallway and slamming into the ground with a resounding thump. The whole incident took about two seconds, but it was enough to keep my friend and I gasping for breath for the next several minutes.
The guy eventually managed to pop the balloon, on about the third stomp.
Sunday, November 18, 2001
THE SKY IS FALLING!
Wow. I must have said that at least a million times tonight while watching the meteor shower.
The depressing thing is I almost missed it, inhibited by the fog that was very dense over campus and the surrounding area. On a hunch I hopped in the car and drove north a ways, planning to just get some exercise somewhere along the way with a nice jog, if I couldn't escape the fog. As luck would have it, it just got denser, to the point I was having to go about 30 mph on the freeway just to stay on the road. Luckily my luck changed, as I picked an exit to get off and turn around finally, I suddenly popped out of the fog into the most fiery night I've ever seen.
They came from all directions, all shapes and sizes and colors and brightness. There was a line of cars where I ended up, and the oohs and ahhs went on for hours. Being from LA originally, seeing that many stars is a unique experience in itself, but seeing them flying all over the place in a magnificent display was just breathtaking.
They say its not going to happen to that extent again until 2099. Well, I plan to be alive to see that one too, but figured to be safe I better not miss this one. :) To all those who missed it, I feel sorry for you. :/
Wow. I must have said that at least a million times tonight while watching the meteor shower.
The depressing thing is I almost missed it, inhibited by the fog that was very dense over campus and the surrounding area. On a hunch I hopped in the car and drove north a ways, planning to just get some exercise somewhere along the way with a nice jog, if I couldn't escape the fog. As luck would have it, it just got denser, to the point I was having to go about 30 mph on the freeway just to stay on the road. Luckily my luck changed, as I picked an exit to get off and turn around finally, I suddenly popped out of the fog into the most fiery night I've ever seen.
They came from all directions, all shapes and sizes and colors and brightness. There was a line of cars where I ended up, and the oohs and ahhs went on for hours. Being from LA originally, seeing that many stars is a unique experience in itself, but seeing them flying all over the place in a magnificent display was just breathtaking.
They say its not going to happen to that extent again until 2099. Well, I plan to be alive to see that one too, but figured to be safe I better not miss this one. :) To all those who missed it, I feel sorry for you. :/
Saturday, November 17, 2001
Progress...
Yikes, big ol poker game tonight. Ended up even after four or so hours, after everyone else but one guy had been cleaned out. Needless to say one guy took home a nice share of the pot. That's generally what happens though, eventually it'll be me. :)
Played a foursome in racquetball today, including the best girl I've played with so far in the few years I've been hammerin away... She and I ended up winning a game and keeping the other two pretty close against two better than decent guys, pretty impressive I'd say.
Starving again, and its taking a lot of willpower not to eat the muffins/cookies in my drawer. Last night I had to basically slap myself to keep myself from doing it, managed to survive until the morning. I figure as long as I don't eat before bed, and exercise daily, I shouldn't have any problem reaching my goal.
200 flat said the scale, it'll be my first time under the dual century mark in at least a few months. 180 is the goal, here I come!
Yikes, big ol poker game tonight. Ended up even after four or so hours, after everyone else but one guy had been cleaned out. Needless to say one guy took home a nice share of the pot. That's generally what happens though, eventually it'll be me. :)
Played a foursome in racquetball today, including the best girl I've played with so far in the few years I've been hammerin away... She and I ended up winning a game and keeping the other two pretty close against two better than decent guys, pretty impressive I'd say.
Starving again, and its taking a lot of willpower not to eat the muffins/cookies in my drawer. Last night I had to basically slap myself to keep myself from doing it, managed to survive until the morning. I figure as long as I don't eat before bed, and exercise daily, I shouldn't have any problem reaching my goal.
200 flat said the scale, it'll be my first time under the dual century mark in at least a few months. 180 is the goal, here I come!
Thursday, November 15, 2001
Twenty Pounds...
What do ya think, by January 1st? Think I'm gonna make that my goal. Who knows if I'll get to it, but I'll at least make a strong effort.
No more late night eating, overeating at meals, eating out all the time. More exercise daily, more sleep at normal hours.
I've said this before, I'll probably say it again. :/
202.5 said the scale today. We'll see where it takes us. Anyone want to join the crusade? Feel free, its a big ol party. :)
What do ya think, by January 1st? Think I'm gonna make that my goal. Who knows if I'll get to it, but I'll at least make a strong effort.
No more late night eating, overeating at meals, eating out all the time. More exercise daily, more sleep at normal hours.
I've said this before, I'll probably say it again. :/
202.5 said the scale today. We'll see where it takes us. Anyone want to join the crusade? Feel free, its a big ol party. :)
Wednesday, November 14, 2001
SHHHHH Here He Comes...
Just had quite the awkward experience. One of those times when you walk into a room and someone has their back to you and is saying something, and the other person in the room motions/signals/whispers for that person to be quiet, given your approaching presence. That's actually the first time I've been in that situation in a while. Not entirely sure what was being discussed, but it didn't seem positive.
Kind of annoying.
Immediately following my entrance I was asked quite the random question about whether I would date one of my friends (the one who had been talking when I came in), one of those questions you can't answer at all without changing things in one direction or another. Once the question is out there, things are already different, whether the change is miniscule or mind boggling. I was honest, that's what I expect from myself.
To tell you the truth, in a lot of people's books I'm "dating" a lot of my friends, just because I do things alone with them like movies, dinners, or the like. Some people just can't handle that two people of opposing gender thing without getting "weird." Its just never been a problem for me. I think if I actually had the remotest hunch that the person might be interested, the thought would at least cross my mind, but without reciprocation there's no reason to bother.
Only got bout an hour of sleep last night, and another hour nap during the day, guess I'll take another nap before the intramural game. Looks like we're going to be short tonight, or at most have the minimum number of players, so I'll be dying running around out of shape again. Really need to do something about that.
Just had quite the awkward experience. One of those times when you walk into a room and someone has their back to you and is saying something, and the other person in the room motions/signals/whispers for that person to be quiet, given your approaching presence. That's actually the first time I've been in that situation in a while. Not entirely sure what was being discussed, but it didn't seem positive.
Kind of annoying.
Immediately following my entrance I was asked quite the random question about whether I would date one of my friends (the one who had been talking when I came in), one of those questions you can't answer at all without changing things in one direction or another. Once the question is out there, things are already different, whether the change is miniscule or mind boggling. I was honest, that's what I expect from myself.
To tell you the truth, in a lot of people's books I'm "dating" a lot of my friends, just because I do things alone with them like movies, dinners, or the like. Some people just can't handle that two people of opposing gender thing without getting "weird." Its just never been a problem for me. I think if I actually had the remotest hunch that the person might be interested, the thought would at least cross my mind, but without reciprocation there's no reason to bother.
Only got bout an hour of sleep last night, and another hour nap during the day, guess I'll take another nap before the intramural game. Looks like we're going to be short tonight, or at most have the minimum number of players, so I'll be dying running around out of shape again. Really need to do something about that.
Tuesday, November 13, 2001
Grand Theft Log
I hear that's goin around, so I decided to continue the trend...
1 minute ago: I was reading a log of someone I've never met.
1 hour ago: I was blissfully asleep.
1 day ago: I was out eating, as I tend to do when people decide they're willing to make snack runs at 3 in the morning to Jack's, Carl's, Freebird's, Carrows, or any number of other late night hangouts.
1 month ago: I was belting out Livin on a Prayer with the top down on the freeway, challenging the wind to make me deaf.
1 year ago: I was lighter.
5 minutes ago: I was rolling over, thinking "please tell me its like 7am so I can get up and just get ready for the midterm and the day and whatever else," and seeing the clock say 1:45.
5 hours ago: I was still trying to get my tv capture card to work, having goten everything working except for when it tries to capture audio, which eliminates the whole purpose of using my computer to archive stuff.
5 days ago: I got a compliment. From a girl. Wow. Rare.
5 weeks ago: I was getting pulled over. For having my license plate light out.
5 months ago: I was realizing college was half over. Depressing.
5 years ago: I was lighter. Like, way lighter. I was also in shape. People sometimes ask if you could repeat a part of your life, would you. I like to think that I have no regrets in life, but I'd be lying if I said I wouldn't do certain things differently the second time around. Yeah, I'd go back to sophmore year in high school. I'd keep running. I'd know then what I know now. I'd know I wasn't immune to getting out of shape. I'd know that there WAS room for another fifty pounds on my body. I'd avoid like the plague the essay prompt I chose for Academic Deacthlon my senior year. That's still the most depressing single event of my life to this day. I wouldn't have worked any harder in school though. I'm not ashamed of where I go to college, I'm happy here. If anything, I would have slacked more, getting by with whatever was necessary, nothing more, enjoying life even more than I did.
That's the point, after all?
I hear that's goin around, so I decided to continue the trend...
1 minute ago: I was reading a log of someone I've never met.
1 hour ago: I was blissfully asleep.
1 day ago: I was out eating, as I tend to do when people decide they're willing to make snack runs at 3 in the morning to Jack's, Carl's, Freebird's, Carrows, or any number of other late night hangouts.
1 month ago: I was belting out Livin on a Prayer with the top down on the freeway, challenging the wind to make me deaf.
1 year ago: I was lighter.
5 minutes ago: I was rolling over, thinking "please tell me its like 7am so I can get up and just get ready for the midterm and the day and whatever else," and seeing the clock say 1:45.
5 hours ago: I was still trying to get my tv capture card to work, having goten everything working except for when it tries to capture audio, which eliminates the whole purpose of using my computer to archive stuff.
5 days ago: I got a compliment. From a girl. Wow. Rare.
5 weeks ago: I was getting pulled over. For having my license plate light out.
5 months ago: I was realizing college was half over. Depressing.
5 years ago: I was lighter. Like, way lighter. I was also in shape. People sometimes ask if you could repeat a part of your life, would you. I like to think that I have no regrets in life, but I'd be lying if I said I wouldn't do certain things differently the second time around. Yeah, I'd go back to sophmore year in high school. I'd keep running. I'd know then what I know now. I'd know I wasn't immune to getting out of shape. I'd know that there WAS room for another fifty pounds on my body. I'd avoid like the plague the essay prompt I chose for Academic Deacthlon my senior year. That's still the most depressing single event of my life to this day. I wouldn't have worked any harder in school though. I'm not ashamed of where I go to college, I'm happy here. If anything, I would have slacked more, getting by with whatever was necessary, nothing more, enjoying life even more than I did.
That's the point, after all?
Monday, November 12, 2001
If You're Sexy And You Know It Clap Your Hands...
Busy shakin my booty over here to 112 - Dance With Me, quite a catchy lil rhythmn there. [awaits the hoots and giggles]
More problems with XP, turns out the TV card I bought today has some issues with it, corrupt video, hoping I'll call up tomorrow and they'll have some sort of workaround for me, otherwise its all about the refund/exchange back at CompUSA... gr. Gotta love 15% restocking open box fees. Hurray.
Watched Chicken Run tonight, and unfortunately its yet another in the string of not as good as I thought it would be movies I've been watching lately. I guess when I watch an animated movie I expect Disney quality/funniness, and when I watch a computer generated or stop motion one I'm expecting Pixar, and I guess the trend when watching other productions tends to be lackluster. Ah well if all movies were perfect we wouldn't know what perfect was.
Hooray for three day weekends.
Found a really amazingly good read of a log a couple days ago, got linked to from another one that I read. Its basically a string of overheard conversations and sound bites, about all manners of issues, very eloquent in the way it's written.
One day I'll figure out how to add in links here (i'm htmilliterate) and share the spiffyness of the pages I stumble across. :)
Busy shakin my booty over here to 112 - Dance With Me, quite a catchy lil rhythmn there. [awaits the hoots and giggles]
More problems with XP, turns out the TV card I bought today has some issues with it, corrupt video, hoping I'll call up tomorrow and they'll have some sort of workaround for me, otherwise its all about the refund/exchange back at CompUSA... gr. Gotta love 15% restocking open box fees. Hurray.
Watched Chicken Run tonight, and unfortunately its yet another in the string of not as good as I thought it would be movies I've been watching lately. I guess when I watch an animated movie I expect Disney quality/funniness, and when I watch a computer generated or stop motion one I'm expecting Pixar, and I guess the trend when watching other productions tends to be lackluster. Ah well if all movies were perfect we wouldn't know what perfect was.
Hooray for three day weekends.
Found a really amazingly good read of a log a couple days ago, got linked to from another one that I read. Its basically a string of overheard conversations and sound bites, about all manners of issues, very eloquent in the way it's written.
One day I'll figure out how to add in links here (i'm htmilliterate) and share the spiffyness of the pages I stumble across. :)
Sunday, November 11, 2001
So Not Unique...
Man, I thought it was weird that someone has the same first and last name as me on my floor. I didn't know the least of it. Apparently, out of the sixty or so people on my unit hall (my floor and the opposite gender one below it), FOUR of them have my same birthday. How whack is that. No other birthday is even shared by two people. It's gonna be like Happy Birthday to you, and you, and you, and you! Crazy.
Tripled my money in poker last night, wee. Slept like way too many hours, such that its almost 2am and i'm not even remotely close to being tired tonight. Hm.
My shift key is being retarded. Whenever i try to hold it down to type a word in all caps it ends up like ThiS WHERE soME ENDs up in CAPS AND SomE doeSNT. I'm really abusing my backspace key because of that. Sheesh. I wonder how long it would take me to learn to use the right shift key instead of the left. Hmm... Wow This Is Hard. Its Like Trying To Unlearn How To Ride A Bike.
So anyway.
Man, I thought it was weird that someone has the same first and last name as me on my floor. I didn't know the least of it. Apparently, out of the sixty or so people on my unit hall (my floor and the opposite gender one below it), FOUR of them have my same birthday. How whack is that. No other birthday is even shared by two people. It's gonna be like Happy Birthday to you, and you, and you, and you! Crazy.
Tripled my money in poker last night, wee. Slept like way too many hours, such that its almost 2am and i'm not even remotely close to being tired tonight. Hm.
My shift key is being retarded. Whenever i try to hold it down to type a word in all caps it ends up like ThiS WHERE soME ENDs up in CAPS AND SomE doeSNT. I'm really abusing my backspace key because of that. Sheesh. I wonder how long it would take me to learn to use the right shift key instead of the left. Hmm... Wow This Is Hard. Its Like Trying To Unlearn How To Ride A Bike.
So anyway.
Saturday, November 10, 2001
UR URRRR URRRR URRRR
To the best of my ability, that's what my alarm sounds like in the morning. Apparently its not annoying enough. Managed to sleep through something I shouldn't have, causing all sorts of problems like me having to fib a little about certain aspects of my morning, yadda yadda yadda. So anyway, it was all uphill from there. Now that I think about it that saying is retarded. Saying "thing went downhill from there" generally means the day got worse. Then again, saying "its all downhill from here" tends to mean things are getting easier. Basically the same sentence meaning total opposite things. Hoif.
So anyway, at some point during the summer I was bored and signed up for a lot of those online dating meeting friendship whatever type sites that you post your pic and profile to and wait for "the one." So I get an e-mail from one of them today. Among a few other things it says "are you really that old, you don't look that old you look really young, I'm really 16 so e-mail me back but you don't have to if you don't want to if you're really 18 i'm sorry." A couple things make this interesting, first of all the fact my profile states I'm 20, not 18. Second of all the fact that someone thinks I look younger than I am, especially given I tend to be seen as a twenty-something by most, and have been unfortunately been offered alcohol at restaurants since I was about 17. The third and perhaps strangest thing is that at that particular site that the e-mail came from, in order to contact other members you have to use up one of your "credits" with the site. You start out with zero, but can purchase them at a rate of ten bucks for three credits, with better deals at a scalable rate at higher denominations. So someone actually paid at least three bucks to send me that random e-mail. Weird. Quite.
Tried installing XP today, had a file error on the cd, going to have to find another image of it or something like that, even though it installed perfectly fine on another computer with that exact image. Strange. Will fiddle more this weekend, got three days due to the holiday, should find plenty to do.
To the best of my ability, that's what my alarm sounds like in the morning. Apparently its not annoying enough. Managed to sleep through something I shouldn't have, causing all sorts of problems like me having to fib a little about certain aspects of my morning, yadda yadda yadda. So anyway, it was all uphill from there. Now that I think about it that saying is retarded. Saying "thing went downhill from there" generally means the day got worse. Then again, saying "its all downhill from here" tends to mean things are getting easier. Basically the same sentence meaning total opposite things. Hoif.
So anyway, at some point during the summer I was bored and signed up for a lot of those online dating meeting friendship whatever type sites that you post your pic and profile to and wait for "the one." So I get an e-mail from one of them today. Among a few other things it says "are you really that old, you don't look that old you look really young, I'm really 16 so e-mail me back but you don't have to if you don't want to if you're really 18 i'm sorry." A couple things make this interesting, first of all the fact my profile states I'm 20, not 18. Second of all the fact that someone thinks I look younger than I am, especially given I tend to be seen as a twenty-something by most, and have been unfortunately been offered alcohol at restaurants since I was about 17. The third and perhaps strangest thing is that at that particular site that the e-mail came from, in order to contact other members you have to use up one of your "credits" with the site. You start out with zero, but can purchase them at a rate of ten bucks for three credits, with better deals at a scalable rate at higher denominations. So someone actually paid at least three bucks to send me that random e-mail. Weird. Quite.
Tried installing XP today, had a file error on the cd, going to have to find another image of it or something like that, even though it installed perfectly fine on another computer with that exact image. Strange. Will fiddle more this weekend, got three days due to the holiday, should find plenty to do.
Thursday, November 08, 2001
Er, Thursday?
So I slacked. Its even hard to motivate myself to log these days, sheesh! I figure I'll blog a lot, but shorter, makes it easy to just pop it open and update randomly instead of typing up a huge chunk at a time.
So I'm playing intramurals tonight, we get slaughtered as we tend to, had some fun, but the best part was afterwards when I went over to thank the refs and one of them (female of course) said "i like ur shirt!" (i was wearing a t-shirt that says "WHAT PART OF (a really complicated formula) DONT YOU UNDERSTAND?") I swear, those kinds of random compliments from people I don't know are enough to make me float in the clouds for at least a day or two. Seems like they come once an eon, so when they do, I savor every moment. :)
You must be thinking two things: 1. I'm really pathetic if I get excited over a random clothing compliment. 2. I'm a total geek for wearing that kind of shirt.
Well, right on both counts. ;)
So I slacked. Its even hard to motivate myself to log these days, sheesh! I figure I'll blog a lot, but shorter, makes it easy to just pop it open and update randomly instead of typing up a huge chunk at a time.
So I'm playing intramurals tonight, we get slaughtered as we tend to, had some fun, but the best part was afterwards when I went over to thank the refs and one of them (female of course) said "i like ur shirt!" (i was wearing a t-shirt that says "WHAT PART OF (a really complicated formula) DONT YOU UNDERSTAND?") I swear, those kinds of random compliments from people I don't know are enough to make me float in the clouds for at least a day or two. Seems like they come once an eon, so when they do, I savor every moment. :)
You must be thinking two things: 1. I'm really pathetic if I get excited over a random clothing compliment. 2. I'm a total geek for wearing that kind of shirt.
Well, right on both counts. ;)
Monday, November 05, 2001
Monday Already? Pooey.
Another non-day today, as Sundays usually are, woke up way too late, going to bed way too late, a whole lot of muddled time passing in between.
For some reason I got about 1/10 the usual amount of junk e-mail today. I dunno, I'd rather at least have twenty e-mails to scan and decide whether or not to delete, rather than a big fat ZERO staring me in the face when I religiously repeatedly click the big ol inbox button
Going to find out what I got on my other two midterms this week, I don't know why I'm worried, I know I did well, I guess I'm just hoping for perfection rather than imperfection. Its all going to come down to the finals regardless, but the more bargaining power I have coming in the better.
Played some Civilization 3 today, the new game by Sid Meier, basically based on the previous two, but with today's graphics and speed. Still as fun as it used to be, some improvements are nice, others quite annoying, I guess they make the game harder. Hadn't done any movie or tv episode downloading in a while, started up a bunch of queues again, should have some fresh new stuff by tomorrow morning to report. Man, its a good thing every weekend isn't like this. I really do nothing well.
Reading that last sentence again, I realize it can be taken two ways depending on whether "nothing" or "well" is emphasized, both of which are possibly true. I'm good at doing nothing, is what I meant. :/
Another non-day today, as Sundays usually are, woke up way too late, going to bed way too late, a whole lot of muddled time passing in between.
For some reason I got about 1/10 the usual amount of junk e-mail today. I dunno, I'd rather at least have twenty e-mails to scan and decide whether or not to delete, rather than a big fat ZERO staring me in the face when I religiously repeatedly click the big ol inbox button
Going to find out what I got on my other two midterms this week, I don't know why I'm worried, I know I did well, I guess I'm just hoping for perfection rather than imperfection. Its all going to come down to the finals regardless, but the more bargaining power I have coming in the better.
Played some Civilization 3 today, the new game by Sid Meier, basically based on the previous two, but with today's graphics and speed. Still as fun as it used to be, some improvements are nice, others quite annoying, I guess they make the game harder. Hadn't done any movie or tv episode downloading in a while, started up a bunch of queues again, should have some fresh new stuff by tomorrow morning to report. Man, its a good thing every weekend isn't like this. I really do nothing well.
Reading that last sentence again, I realize it can be taken two ways depending on whether "nothing" or "well" is emphasized, both of which are possibly true. I'm good at doing nothing, is what I meant. :/
Saturday, November 03, 2001
Dup E Dup E Doopie Doop Doop Doop
Cmon, you gotta admit that's the best Dance Dance Revolution song. Well its my favorite anyway. :) Spent a few hours over at a friends house tonight working up a decent sweat skidding around on the pads, was loads of fun. If only I'd get addicted to exercising like that, I'd be one fit little boy. :P
So the math midterm went very well, I'm pretty sure about everything except the extra credit problem, which is of course, extra credit, so who really cares. Also got my cs40 midterm back, and ended up with a 81 out of 93, which with the class average being 61 ended up being about 5th highest in the class. Missed an easy five point problem too, should have had the highest grade overall. :/
So it looks like operation Keep Me In School is in full effect, with of course nothing really meaning anything until finals week. Ooh goodie.
Worked out pretty hard tonight, found out to my dismay they actually DO have an inverted bench with pads for inclined situps in the fitness room, so I don't really have an excuse to let my tummy grow any wider. Darn. I think I can actually motivate myself to head downstairs pretty often though, so we'll see if at least I can gain some muscle, even if I'm not losing any weight.
I'm feeling better about the way friendships are building this year, at first it seemed like I wouldn't find anyone to have close ones with like previous years, but I've met a few people out of nowhere who have become really good friends of mine. These last few days two of my friends have given me random hugs, which really made me happy. :) If there's one thing I miss about a relationship, its having a hug whenever you need one.
Had a whole big ol discussion with someone about male/female friendships, and whether they can ever truly be platonic, etc etc. I've always been of the opinion that if there is no physical attraction it is easily possible, although there seem to be a lot of people who disagree. I've never worried about any of my friends finding me attractive (self-pity I know, but its true) so I think nothing of random hugs, or even sleeping in the same room or on the same bed if that's what's most logical at the time to prevent anyone from being extremely uncomfortable on the floor or whatever. For a lot of people that's taboo though, which must stink if you're the one who ends up on the floor. :/ One of my friends made the claim that there is always a sexual tension between a guy and a girl, even if they're just friends, and even if they're not physically attracted to each other. Maybe its because I'm not all that interested in the physical aspect of relationships, that causes me to be immune or most likely oblivious to the "tension." I just get along better with girls, that's all. I'm not into getting drunk, laid, or wrestling, so I tend to have more in common with the opposite sex than my own. I don't think its a bad thing, it just works out that way.
Anyway, three cheers for hugs, and those who share them.
Cmon, you gotta admit that's the best Dance Dance Revolution song. Well its my favorite anyway. :) Spent a few hours over at a friends house tonight working up a decent sweat skidding around on the pads, was loads of fun. If only I'd get addicted to exercising like that, I'd be one fit little boy. :P
So the math midterm went very well, I'm pretty sure about everything except the extra credit problem, which is of course, extra credit, so who really cares. Also got my cs40 midterm back, and ended up with a 81 out of 93, which with the class average being 61 ended up being about 5th highest in the class. Missed an easy five point problem too, should have had the highest grade overall. :/
So it looks like operation Keep Me In School is in full effect, with of course nothing really meaning anything until finals week. Ooh goodie.
Worked out pretty hard tonight, found out to my dismay they actually DO have an inverted bench with pads for inclined situps in the fitness room, so I don't really have an excuse to let my tummy grow any wider. Darn. I think I can actually motivate myself to head downstairs pretty often though, so we'll see if at least I can gain some muscle, even if I'm not losing any weight.
I'm feeling better about the way friendships are building this year, at first it seemed like I wouldn't find anyone to have close ones with like previous years, but I've met a few people out of nowhere who have become really good friends of mine. These last few days two of my friends have given me random hugs, which really made me happy. :) If there's one thing I miss about a relationship, its having a hug whenever you need one.
Had a whole big ol discussion with someone about male/female friendships, and whether they can ever truly be platonic, etc etc. I've always been of the opinion that if there is no physical attraction it is easily possible, although there seem to be a lot of people who disagree. I've never worried about any of my friends finding me attractive (self-pity I know, but its true) so I think nothing of random hugs, or even sleeping in the same room or on the same bed if that's what's most logical at the time to prevent anyone from being extremely uncomfortable on the floor or whatever. For a lot of people that's taboo though, which must stink if you're the one who ends up on the floor. :/ One of my friends made the claim that there is always a sexual tension between a guy and a girl, even if they're just friends, and even if they're not physically attracted to each other. Maybe its because I'm not all that interested in the physical aspect of relationships, that causes me to be immune or most likely oblivious to the "tension." I just get along better with girls, that's all. I'm not into getting drunk, laid, or wrestling, so I tend to have more in common with the opposite sex than my own. I don't think its a bad thing, it just works out that way.
Anyway, three cheers for hugs, and those who share them.
Thursday, November 01, 2001
Hump Day.
I know, I know, its been a while. Let me start by rattling out a few excuses, such as the fact I had midterms Tuesday and another one techinically today (Thursday morning as I write this, test not til 3:30pm), both of which I have to nail. I'm basically three quarters of the way through acing midterms, with one still to come. Thus far I've been quite proud of my performance, and the next one should prove no difficulty either.
So, the CalTech story. My friend is giving me a tour of the campus and we see a large group of about thirty "Techies" (as they call themselves) running around making strange noises, climbing the olive trees, shaking them, even throwing brooms or shovels at them. As we come closer we notice that several are carrying around cd's, and there appear to be more in the trees. We pull one of them aside and discover that the theme of the day is "lumberjacks." They've been enlisted by their group leader to "cut down" all the trees, and thus first have to save all the "owls" from their natural habitat, the one collecting the most wins. This is the kicker, the "owls" are the AOL cds. At first I had no clue, until the girl explained it like three times... (Owl, AAA-OL, get it?) And I thought my friend was wierd. These people make her look as normal as they come. This was just one of many strange practices I heard about while there, such as their interesting eating procedure... First the president of the school gets up and rings a gong at the designated time, and gives a speech, with pauses to allow all the students to pound on the tables to show their approval. Then comes the meal, which is brought to them by waiters. If they want another helping they just raise their glass or plate. In addition, if they ask the waiter for permission, they're allowed to throw their bread, or bread bowl (I'm not entirely sure which it was, maybe both) at someone else. However if they hit a waiter, or knock over someone's water glass, they get "floated." Being floated is apparently very common among freshman due to various offenses, and involves dumping a large bucket of ice water on the unlucky person's head.
Needless to say, its quite a strange place.
Tonight was Halloween, which at UCSB is the biggest party of the year. They expected twenty thousand people in IV tonight, most of which coming in costume, of some sort. I saw some incredibly creative ideas walking around the hall, and then of course the incredibly bizarre. Biggest eye popper on this floor went to the girl who had just painted a large hand over each of her breasts, and gone topless other than the body paint. That had some of the guys up here pretty googly. Some were really elaborate though, from a maid, to a chicken, to some random superhero, and enough guys in thongs to last me a lifetime. Unfortunately I'm not the gung ho lets go get wasted type, or I would have gone to join in the fun laughing at the antics on DP. I tend to enjoy the IVTV episode focusing on the weekend however, and get my fill of the antics of DP without ever having to actually go get groped by some guy myself.
I'm actually quite glad the math midterm is tomorrow, I'm going to get about ten hours of sleep, whereas most of the class probably will sleep through the test, and in the land of the curve, my good score will become perfect. :)
Watched the rest of Almost Famous today, it was okay, but not exactly the desperately wonderful movie everyone had made it out to be. I think that's my problem, I rely too much on other people's opinions, and by the time I finally get around to watching a movie six months later its just anticlimactic, not the fabulous movie I was expecting. Also downloaded Swordfish in great quality, still one of the coolest explosions to open a movie that I've seen. My list is growing more and more popular, just about everyone on the floor has come to borrow a movie at some point or another. I've had to cut a few people off though, I hate it when people abuse the privledge, and just start copying mass quantities of the movies, without making any effort to contribute to the collection in any way. Die freeloaders!
Wish me luck on the math midterm, I'll try to be a good boy and update daily now that all those are over. At least this post was long to make up for it. :)
I know, I know, its been a while. Let me start by rattling out a few excuses, such as the fact I had midterms Tuesday and another one techinically today (Thursday morning as I write this, test not til 3:30pm), both of which I have to nail. I'm basically three quarters of the way through acing midterms, with one still to come. Thus far I've been quite proud of my performance, and the next one should prove no difficulty either.
So, the CalTech story. My friend is giving me a tour of the campus and we see a large group of about thirty "Techies" (as they call themselves) running around making strange noises, climbing the olive trees, shaking them, even throwing brooms or shovels at them. As we come closer we notice that several are carrying around cd's, and there appear to be more in the trees. We pull one of them aside and discover that the theme of the day is "lumberjacks." They've been enlisted by their group leader to "cut down" all the trees, and thus first have to save all the "owls" from their natural habitat, the one collecting the most wins. This is the kicker, the "owls" are the AOL cds. At first I had no clue, until the girl explained it like three times... (Owl, AAA-OL, get it?) And I thought my friend was wierd. These people make her look as normal as they come. This was just one of many strange practices I heard about while there, such as their interesting eating procedure... First the president of the school gets up and rings a gong at the designated time, and gives a speech, with pauses to allow all the students to pound on the tables to show their approval. Then comes the meal, which is brought to them by waiters. If they want another helping they just raise their glass or plate. In addition, if they ask the waiter for permission, they're allowed to throw their bread, or bread bowl (I'm not entirely sure which it was, maybe both) at someone else. However if they hit a waiter, or knock over someone's water glass, they get "floated." Being floated is apparently very common among freshman due to various offenses, and involves dumping a large bucket of ice water on the unlucky person's head.
Needless to say, its quite a strange place.
Tonight was Halloween, which at UCSB is the biggest party of the year. They expected twenty thousand people in IV tonight, most of which coming in costume, of some sort. I saw some incredibly creative ideas walking around the hall, and then of course the incredibly bizarre. Biggest eye popper on this floor went to the girl who had just painted a large hand over each of her breasts, and gone topless other than the body paint. That had some of the guys up here pretty googly. Some were really elaborate though, from a maid, to a chicken, to some random superhero, and enough guys in thongs to last me a lifetime. Unfortunately I'm not the gung ho lets go get wasted type, or I would have gone to join in the fun laughing at the antics on DP. I tend to enjoy the IVTV episode focusing on the weekend however, and get my fill of the antics of DP without ever having to actually go get groped by some guy myself.
I'm actually quite glad the math midterm is tomorrow, I'm going to get about ten hours of sleep, whereas most of the class probably will sleep through the test, and in the land of the curve, my good score will become perfect. :)
Watched the rest of Almost Famous today, it was okay, but not exactly the desperately wonderful movie everyone had made it out to be. I think that's my problem, I rely too much on other people's opinions, and by the time I finally get around to watching a movie six months later its just anticlimactic, not the fabulous movie I was expecting. Also downloaded Swordfish in great quality, still one of the coolest explosions to open a movie that I've seen. My list is growing more and more popular, just about everyone on the floor has come to borrow a movie at some point or another. I've had to cut a few people off though, I hate it when people abuse the privledge, and just start copying mass quantities of the movies, without making any effort to contribute to the collection in any way. Die freeloaders!
Wish me luck on the math midterm, I'll try to be a good boy and update daily now that all those are over. At least this post was long to make up for it. :)
Monday, October 29, 2001
A Revelation.
So I'm sitting in lunch today, and absolutely randomly have a revelation, that the smoothie girl worked on the Move-In crew with me, helping people move into the dorm, and that's where I'd met her. I'd never seen her before that, and hadn't seen her since, hence my lack of intelligent thought on the manner. Stranger still is that she managed to remember who i was. Chalk it up to randomness i suppose..
So Caltech was fun, although driving kind of sucks. The way there was worse off because the people i was with were asleep the whole time, leaving me to fend for myself... On the way back the one girl I gave a ride to was very talkative about how her weekend went, so we exchanged stories and had a good time. More details on what CalTech is really like later (believe me, its not what you think, if you're thinking anything at all and haven't been there).
MJ's new album is out tomorrow, I'm quite interested to see how well it does, and if I personally think its any good. Should be worth the download to see, anyway.
Jeez, i've done that like twenty times. You'd be amazed how easy it is to fit a finger in the gap between the top of a drawer and the desk surface above, and how painful and hard it is to get it out.
...
Anyway...
So I'm sitting in lunch today, and absolutely randomly have a revelation, that the smoothie girl worked on the Move-In crew with me, helping people move into the dorm, and that's where I'd met her. I'd never seen her before that, and hadn't seen her since, hence my lack of intelligent thought on the manner. Stranger still is that she managed to remember who i was. Chalk it up to randomness i suppose..
So Caltech was fun, although driving kind of sucks. The way there was worse off because the people i was with were asleep the whole time, leaving me to fend for myself... On the way back the one girl I gave a ride to was very talkative about how her weekend went, so we exchanged stories and had a good time. More details on what CalTech is really like later (believe me, its not what you think, if you're thinking anything at all and haven't been there).
MJ's new album is out tomorrow, I'm quite interested to see how well it does, and if I personally think its any good. Should be worth the download to see, anyway.
Jeez, i've done that like twenty times. You'd be amazed how easy it is to fit a finger in the gap between the top of a drawer and the desk surface above, and how painful and hard it is to get it out.
...
Anyway...
