Monday: October 31, 2005

this is halloween

halloween, halloween… pumpkins scream in the dead of night
I am the “who” when you call, “Who’s there?”
I am the wind blowing through your hair
I am the shadow on the moon at night
Filling your dreams to the brim with fright

– “This is Halloween” Nightmare before Christmas

Happy birthday to Daniel. ^_^ We had a fun, relaxing potluck “celebration” for him. Our year of grad students is a pretty close group. I’m sooo glad that’s the case. I’m sooo full right now.

As a sacrifice for my spam project, I’m turning off all spam filters in my blogs. *shudder* Must resist urge to delete things. Must resist!! I find it kinda funny though, that one of my spam-collecting blogs (yabi yaps) has been quoted for this comment I made about creepy rats. The content on that page is sheer bullshit. It’s named after my DOG. I don’t even TRY to make it realistic. At least with Ilium and the Lit Log I try to post meaningful stuff. Well, I’m hoping if real bloggers can find those, then the spambots will as well!

And perhaps I’ve just commited the number one Faux Pas on the Evil Overlord’s list, which is to reveal your master plan to the public before it succeeds.

Friday: October 28, 2005

the lights, the lights!

So… lights around Davis campus seem to extinguish themselves as I walk past them. This is happened several times. Repeatedly.

Tuesday: October 25, 2005

guess who’s headed for Colorado?

ME, ME, ME!!! After THREE years of hearing Amy tell stories (very incriminating ones) of her life at the academy, I finaaaaaaaally get to visit!!! ^_^ So, I’ll be there for Veteran’s day weekend. I’m SOO UBER-EXCITED!

Google Takes Over the World!! You know… after reading on Slashdot that Google’s planning to implement a massive, wiki-database, and given their already ubiquitous presence in just about every aspect of the online world… this thing seems kind of prophetic.

And another fun thing: Google 2084 (If I live to be 100, I’ll see if it comes true…)

Monday: October 24, 2005

*snicker*

Amy: but he’s soooooooooo cute
Amy: like, baby cute
Amy: like i want to put him in a jar and keep him on my bookshelf
Amy: because thats what i want to do with babies

That’s my best friend right there.

break time!

Photos from the trip to Boston hereeeee!

Also, Saint-saen’s “Introduction and Rondo Capriccioso” remains one of my favorite pieces. Ever. I wish I could find that trumpet/brass version I heard on the plane to China in 2002…

And now… back to work.

Sunday: October 23, 2005

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Friday: October 21, 2005

I love grad school

Before my cheerfulness begins to wear off amidst self-inflicted sleep deprivation and the pressure of finishing projects on time, I would like to say… I LOVE BEING IN GRAD SCHOOL. I’m getting PAID to LEARN. That’s basically what’s going on. I get money, so I can work on stuff that I’m interested in and write about it. This is the best student-school relationship EVER. Granted, there are the required courses, but I’m only reluctant to take 2 of them. Yeah, only two. The people I’ve been meeting are AWESOME and they’re all passionate about something or other. The place that makes crepes has the most awesome mornay sauce to go with “Ze Ham Classic.”

Life is good.

And I bought a bike today! It’s kinda crappy, but it’s usable. I need to do something about the horrendous color though.

And look at this article. I’m a PHP person, so it makes me very happy. Alright, and since I’m in a confessing mood, I’ve been thinking that maybe I should get a powerbook. As in… the APPLE powerbook. I know, I know… (Stop the smirking, taline!!!!) Apple interface is ugly shit (that disgusting font, the obnoxious mouseover buttons in that pretentious taskbar), but god damn it, the little effects and its closeness to unix just… well… the ends justify the means, right?

oh, hell hath no fury like mine

It’s absolutely AMAZING how in the midst of meeting so many awesome people, there’s always at least one who puts a damper on things. There’s a funny song running through my head now… It happens everywhere I guess.

Oh, and my laptop officially hates me now. *edit* thanks to Francis’ win-xp cd, my lappytop is back to normal. *huggles lappytop*

Ho hum. At least I absolutely LOVE my classes. (Well, still sorta neutral about architecture, since it’s just not as engaging as security or even as fascinating as theory of comp.)

Wednesday: October 19, 2005

i need sleeeeeep

The new Vaios are kinda disappointing. Dear Vaio, please don’t stray from the black and white classic look. You look… well, classy that way. When you adulterate that with “fun” and “vibrant” colors, you look like a Dell. That’s not the Sonystyle spirit.

I watched My Boyfriend is Type B yesterday. It was cute. My favorite bit was revenge on the asshole of an instructor.

Farmer’s market was today. Raspberry season is over. How sad. No more fresh blackberries or raspberries. Only strawberries. I bought challah bread and two baskets of hot peppers. Farmer’s market vendors are so nice… and the whole area smells SO good. And there’s always live music.

Another quote from Jim:
“Son of a bitch! Sons of sons of bitches!!!” on learning that there was to be free food at Livermore labs meeting after he ate a crepe. You know, I really should record down a lot more of the stuff that cracks me up. He said something funny about raising his kids too and responsibility, but since I am braindead when I don’t get enough sleep… I can’t remember it.

Tuesday: October 18, 2005

the cow farm

Apparently, there’s a cow barn or something like that a bit to the north of Kemper. I knew of its presence through the smell around the student gym but I never detected it along Hutchinson. Maybe my nose is finally fully functional, because all of a sudden, I can smell it around Kemper.

It’s like the cows woke up and decided to take a collective dump on this very windy day.

Yeah, so my prof in security said (on tape!!), “Whoever uses telnet should be killed.” (because telnet is horribly insecure. like. HORRIBLY insecure.) And it reminded me of Lyn, who said something along the lines of, “The people who don’t [i forget. it has something to do with programming languages] should be taken out and summarily shot!” I love it when my profs feel passionate enough about a topic to make universally condemning statements.

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