Wednesday, September 30, 2009

This Week is going AWESOME!!!

I just literally fell asleep reading matt's post. He doesn't post for weeks then tells about a library. Thrilling.

I will tell you about my car. Much more exciting.

I took my baby to the shop last Thursday (an adventure in itself due to the fact that only two of the wheels had brakes), and got a call Monday saying I needed to come look at it before they would do anything. This freaked me out and I assumed that when I got there the entire underside of the car would be missing or something. The guy made it sound very ominous.
So i borrowed Andy's car (after he made me promise to wash my dishes more regularly) and headed over. Andy's car is crazy btw, the acceleration is so jerky, I was not comfortable driving it, but I made it, no worries. Yeah, where was I? Oh, when I got there they showed me the frame and one side looks like it is brand new and the other side looks like mater from Cars. I should have taken a picture, why didn't I? I know I was thinking about it, hmm... Also the brake lines are rusted out (obviously, they failed). The part that is most rusted is where the wheel is connected to the frame. One day I am going to be driving along and the wheel is going to fall off.

I took three tests in 26 hours recently, I apologize if this is not the most coherent post. The tigers need to win, otherwise I may jump off a bridge...into a ditch cause that is the only kind of bridge we have around here. I am not that emotionally tied to the team, it has just been that kind of mentally unsettling week. See three exams mentioned above. Pretty sure my brain is mush. I am rambling like a champ, time for some KDice before Senior Design meeting. Lata!

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Here I Sit to Think and Ponder

So I'm at OSU this weekend visiting my close friends from high school. Since I'm not a huge OSU football fan and there's a home game today, my buddy who goes here is at the game, and I figured I'd get some work done. Dan, his girlfriend Meghan and I decided we'd go to the library, since Meghan had to download some huge .pdf file and it was taking upwards of four hours.

THIS LIBRARY IS HUGE. AND BEAUTIFUL. There's literally a wall of books: a huge glass facade stretching four to five stories when you walk in. The reading room I'm in right now is two stories tall with a vaulted ceiling...and an awkwardly placed statue of what I think is "Winged Victory." Dan and I have decided we might try to tip it over and find out if it's actually made of plastic, or if it's hollow.

So the library's great, but it's game day. Kickoff was 25 minutes ago, and up until then, there were random tourists walking in and out of the library as if no one was trying to work. Sure, I'm not a student here, but I'm at least being quiet and acting like one. Whatever, football seems to rule all here. I doubt anyone ever walks into King before a hockey game just to check it out.

Ok, back to pesonal statement writing...it's a bitch, by the way. It's hard to write about how awesome I am without sounding like a pompous or pretentious ass. Guess I'll just write what comes out and then edit hardcore later. Don't be surprised if I send you a copy and ask for your help, especially if you consider yourself a grammar queen (Molly Dull, I'm looking at you).

Friday, September 25, 2009

ITS NOT FOOTBALL SEASON!!!

Why is it a weekday night in SEPTEMBER!!! and I am trying to see highlights of baseball (not even of my team, I already gave up on that, i just want to see any baseball) and what is on ESPN? Freaking news reports about who is showing up to practice and how some no-name third string hack is performing in warm ups. Football in September is below NASCAR on my scale of what should be reported on until everyone wants to throw up. I already do. There are 2 types of football players, cry babies and those who have the potential to beat their girlfriend. Both of these are fueled by the people's undying attention to everything they do and say on and off the field. I hate football. A perfect example of why football should not be broadcast at all is number 85. He should be taken out and put out of his (and our) misery. If the NFL was disbanded, the world would be a better place. However, I don't know what the sorority girls would wear to jersey parties if they stopped making child medium sized Bengals jerseys. God I want to puke after thinking about this.

Maybe in October people will realize what sports season it actually is.

Go Tigers!

I almost died on a White line

So today it was raining. Also today I crossed the street at a designated cross-walk. This led to my near-death. When they make a road with cross walks, they indicate where the cross-walks are with wide strips of white paint. This paint becomes slippery when wet. The result is that, when it is raining, the least safe place to cross the street is in a cross-walk. I have never actually fallen, but I have slid several inches all the way to the other side of the strip where I hit pavement again and stop. I have heard of people throwing their phones in the rivers that form on the sides of the road when they almost bite it. Speaking of the rivers, has Oxford never heard of storm drains? Seriously, if it is raining hard enough you have to jump from the curb to make it across some of these.

A few nights ago it was pouring and I decided to go for a rain run since it had been a rather hectic day. There was at least a half inch of water everywhere and up to 4 in some places. I was running through a parking lot with storm drains so you could see holes in the surface of the water. Only one of them was clogged so I ran right through a huge deep puddle. Not that it mattered, I was soaked 10 seconds after I stepped off the porch. My shoes may never dry.

Bed time. I don't want to go to school tomorrow :(

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Not Quite Potholders...

...but the decorations that have been springing up in our apartment certainly get the job done. I wonder what the cleaning lady (ha, we have a cleaning lady) thinks when she comes in each week and sees what we've hung on the walls. First the beer pong rules...and for a while that was it. Last week Scotty and I decorated (we know it sounds gay) the bathroom we share, with some "f***ing baller and a half" pictures of water. Come visit and we'll show you.

Later that same day, we hung some pictures up in the kitchen...food-themed, of course. The pair of avocado pits and splashy strawberry add a lot to a kitchen otherwise dominated by awkwardly short or shaped cabinets. I think a picture of a banana should go up next. They're ovaries, after all, and we could use some more of those in our apartment. And today, we hung some album covers up on the living room wall. Pat's family was in town and his Mom brought them down. It really adds to the living room, dare I say more than a stuffed monkey. Sorry George.

I have a test tomorrow in Instrumental Analysis. Matt Forrest claims it sounds like a personal problem...not too sure how that works, but I'm willing to accept it because few other people have the same problem. This blog post is helping me study. Don't ask questions.

I'm going to OSU this weekend! All of my high school friends will be there (and thanks to OSU being OSU, even my distant friends from high school will be there too! Awesome!), so it should be a good time...

...but I hope I'm back in time for volleyball! We're 1-1 so far, but our last game was uplifting--a huge win over a team, and I'm told we beat the provost's son as well. Ha! That's about all I've got for now, but hopefully Eric will stop complaining.

Monday, September 21, 2009

Finally Caught a Break

Aw man, that just reminded me of what happened yesterday. The brakes went out on my car. Guess I'll be taking that to the mechanic soon. Those two fruit baskets who were asking me to run them over uptown are just lucky it didn't happen 5 minutes sooner.

Yeah, but the break I caught was that one of my labs is not due until 5 tomorrow. That means that even though we failed to export some of our data and could not reconstruct our circuit, we still have a chance of getting a decent grade. I am happy. House is on for two hours tonight. Luckily I don't have too much to do for tomorrow.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Its been like a week

Come on guys. It take 5 minutes to jump on here and type really fast and not even think about what you are saying. The people just want something to read, they don't even care about content. Proof of this is that they like my posts the best.

Maybe I am just that awesome, I don't know (yes I do, I am). Its the weekend. I got up at 10:30, took a shower, got some eats, and now should be doing work. I am sacrificing my precious (HA!) time for you people. I hope you appreciate it. I have two labs due tuesday.

Katie read this book called the Secret of Life and it sounds like it is basically the motto of this blog, act happy: fake it till you feel it. I need to read it. Apparently if you want something bad enough and tell yourself you will get it you will, or something like that. If only little girls knew about this trick they would all have ponies.

My dad came to visit yesterday! He was way out of it from a head cold, but we had some brews and went to Smokin Ox with the ladies in my life and generally had a nice time. Then the Tigers had to ruin it! Damn them. I will be soooo pissed if they don't win the central. They have been leading all year and it will be their first Division title since 1987 and it is about time. Go Tigers!

This literally took me 5 minutes. Stop slacking 212

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Scrub-a-dub-dub!

Last night was "girls night." Obviously, this didn't include Pat, Ben, Scotty, or me. The ladies in attendance did however think at some point in the night that it would be a good idea to stick 48 maxi-pads to our door. Would've been funny/stupid prank if the self-adhesive pads (learn something new every day, apparently. I didn't know they were "self-stick.") didn't leave sticky residue on the door.

So, as I sit comfortably to type, our redemption is occurring outside the door. If you listen carefully, you can hear the scrubbing sounds of last night's culprits. I took a picture, but I was yelled at for opening the door. How dare I inconvenience them!

Some Thoughts

So I was thinking the other day...

Who designs low level cars? Like I know there are high paid designers who spend weeks if not months or years designing the coolest cars. On the opposite end of the spectrum you have the low end cars that apparently have been expressly designed to look like shit. Lets take the Pontiac G line as a case study.

The G8 is the highest number I found. (my research consisted of typing "pontiac g" into Google and seeing what numbers it suggested I complete the phrase with) This car is rather attractive. It has tasteful styling, an aggressive stance, and lots of grilles and fancy accents. Its pretty, I want one.
The next car in the line is the G6. It is a decent car. I know someone who has one. I have driven it. Its solid. Not much to look at (especially white ones) but they are not ugly. With options, it can be made appealing. Its no G8, but its also not a G5.
The G5 is ugly. Its got a tiny grille, gross wheels, a wing that looks horribly out of place on such an obviously not sporty car. Its crap.
The G3 is a travesty. The people who decided to make the G3 a production car are some of the most vacuous people in the automotive industry. No wonder these companies go under. I could design a better looking compact in my sleep without the use of my brain. No wonder they only sold 141 of them last month. I have never seen one on the road.

So that is my rant on ugly cheap cars. These companies deserve to fail.

Now nissan, they make some nice looking cars.

I don't know why it is so blurry. Click on it to make it better. The little gold one in the back is also a real beauty

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Selling My Car

I may not be the proud owner of a Z much longer.

I know, its sad. You all know how much I love that car. The way I zoom around Oxford with the t-tops off blasting music. Oh wait, no one has seen it...it wouldn't make the drive from Perrysburg to Oxford...and the radio doesn't work, crap.

So yeah, one of my little brother's friends is interested and I think it may be time to pass the torch. My dad is not helping with my wanting to sell. He calls me the day after the kid comes out to look at the car telling me how amazing it sounded when it started right up after 2 years of sitting. How the electronics started working as soon as a charger was hooked up to the battery. How they had five guys trying to push it and it still wouldn't move. Man, I miss that car. I smashed a refrigerator with it once.

Oh well, I could use a couple hundred bucks to keep the one I actually drive out of the scrap heap.

People Pestering for Posts

Welcome to Wal-Mart. Get your shit and get out.

Adam came to visit last night. Apparently in the real world every once in a while your employer tells you to take a week off and you decide to drive across the country on a whim. That's right, he lives in Seattle and this is Ohio and he came to visit. It was a chill time, pretty on the chain. We drank some Bud limes and chelada's (that's Budweiser and clamato juice for those not in the know [clamato is clam and tomato]) while I finished up some homework. Once feeling a little better we traversed uptown for some B&D. It was fantastic. Adam got a Messy Katie and I got a Cosby. We ate them sitting on a bench uptown, which we had selected carefully for its dry butt marks where someone had already sat down and absorbed most of the rain.
After our snack, I had to pee, so I called Courtney to let me in to Ogden so I could go there. Maybe I wanted to see her too, maybe. We stood around and talked for a while. I got free hand sanitizer three times. I got made fun of twice for doing things a pregnant person would do.

Miami University: Its like being in a candy store with no money.

I would make a great Wal-Mart greeter.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Business majors have it easy

My life is crazy - I don't know where all this shit keeps coming from (and I mean that in the nicest sense because I really do love everything). But really? Let's make the day longer....PLEASE!
Andy's party was fun - I am glad he is still alive. I throw better parties no matter what eric thinks - though out of the 4 of us I would venture to say the mike's are the best - if that isn't too far of a stretch - BACK TO STUDYING!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm officially signed up for the GRE - YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Monday, September 7, 2009

Ali Babba and the 40

So hey, what's up? It's roughly 2:20am, and Pat and I just returned from uptown. (We call it uptown because if you're going downtown you're going out of town because Oxford is built on a hill.) This is my first blog post written while quite out of it--and it's interesting. The screen keeps floating upwards!

We had our first apt302 party tonight, (makes me miss apt212) and although it was spur-of-the-moment, we had at least 30 people here, which I would consider respectable since we didn't invite anyone until around 5:30 at least. We played some pong, cluster (!) and such, then went uptown. The highlight of my evening was the bagel & deli sandwhiches which were "donated" to Pat and I by B&D. Anyway, I had a blast and I think many others did too, so I'd call it a success!!

Matt hasn't posted in a while, and neither has Mike, but he's excused. I hope you start feeling better soon, I've missed hanging out with you!

Miami got killed this weekend in football, 45-0. Zero! Can you believe that? Pat broadcasted the game...I'm sorry he had to be there. Oh well, it's a three day weekend for a reason...and I think we've taken care of things.

Until next time, when I'll catch you up on the guts of Shriver (the building), ¡sianara!

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Things I learned this weekend

1. My speakers are made of a thermoform plastic. This means that they can be melted again after their first melting and forming. Thermosets are the other type of plastic. These burn when they are heated after setting. I learned that my speakers were made of thermoform plastic because they were placed near a halogen lamp. They started to melt. It looks kinda cool actually.

2. Some people should not be allowed out of their own houses because they do not know how to act in public.

3. You got got is not so much fun on a padded table. I was fine, but the other players sucked rather badly.

4. I will never understand why some people are still friends with the people they are.

5. Our house hosts the best parties. (I already knew this actually)

Thursday, September 3, 2009

For Anyone Who Thought I Was Kidding

The green line is my rough route and red X's are places I want to stop.

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

In the Guts of Shriver (Center)

So the year got really busy really fast. Stay tuned for details on this one. How was your day Eric?

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Ask me How my Day Went

Today I contemplated running away. I even dreamed up a possible route complete with major stops. It was a good day.