One Wild Acid Trip in GW

What? My Video Card threw up all over my desktop and passed out? Yeah, I'd believe it. You should have seen the frames.

Killing Turtles?

The Road Home Is Full of Memories.

Finally back and partly unpacked, or at least unpacked enough to function. I think everything on my wall was hung crooked in the mad rush to get a system going but I'll have to deal with the 'mad hatter' feel on my own time. Anyway, I go in for my second interview (hopefully) with the inquisition tomorrow. I really hope I get the job, because the only other offer I've received has been selling cutlerly door to door and I need the experience and money.

I was driving home the Saturday afternoon after my birthday and I realize what I thought was a piece of blown tire was really a tortoise crossing the highway right in my tire's path. I freaked, swerved, missed the little fella' and continued down the road for about a mile when after a bit of debate I realized I was a tree huger and Darwin could keep his natural selection. I pulled a U-turn, determined to save the little guy. But right when I got out of my car an 18-wheeler came and hit him with his front tire. The tortoise spun out of control and hit the grass. He got up (a little shaken) a moment later and halled as fast as he could into the brush unscathed. I have a new respect for tortoises and their shells and perhaps Darwinism.

There are probably a lot of errors in this, I'll recheck it later, promis.e

I like my statics teacher.

Email:
"Dear Students:

Please consider not sending me e-mails that involve the phrases like "I worked hard and ...". With 20% of the class getting A's, it really does not make you look particularly smart. I'd rather prefer "I got a B (for 89.4999) because I did not do anything all semester,and your class was boring. Instead of going to the classes, I made 3 million on the stock market. That was fun".

If you are suprised at your score, please complain to Bill Gates -- I used EXCEL...."

Apparently The Mars and the Mercury travel around the Earth. I was unaware.
Physics test stunk.

Ill met by moonlight, proud Titania.

memorable:

"I don't remember anything after that last margarita. When I came to I was 3 towns over in my Aunt's apartment, fully clothed, but my underwear was on backwards."
-UT Study Buddy.

"Damn you Giddings! I'll be back!"
-Sush, my nice indian neighbor, as we passed through the speed trap of highway 71.

You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison - MCR

4444 gets a prize. I'm finished with this thing you call 'education' for a good couple months the 16th. Until then, I really should be studying.

Panic! At the Disco!

Scandal! At the Physics Department!

This is the beginning of a series of posts about yesterday. I've tried to write them in crono order for all of you who want a sense of time or whatnot.

Proff Drummond, however, is a theorist, and doesn't believe in time, so she accidentally scrolled up instead of down, because no one understands Proff Moore's homework system (Moore is an experimentalist), and so Drummond accidentally posted the answers to the Exam yesterday on the web, four hours before 2000 people took it (every physics one class has the same test). 32 people downloaded those answers. Proff Turner printed those answers, thinking they were test copies, and gave them to kids with time conflictions who were taking the exam early. Turner went to the closest pub when he found out what happened. Drummond wanted to ignore the whole matter (she is a theorist) and Moore was, as always, confused and scratched his head a lot. Meanwhile, an hour before the test, someone came in yelling that the answers were online. Pandemonium. Everyone was calling everyone and copying down answers and wondering what was going on (no one explained to the new arrivals). There was yelling, throwing of papers, conspiracies; everything. The next day Moore, the ringleader of the physics department, veto'd Drummond, found Turner and dropped the exam. Out of the 32 students that took the test, 19 scored A's, 10 scored C's, and 3 failed.

Instead of studying for my Anthro Final

Holy crap JK Drummond. You are my new idol.

HAPPY BETWEEN DAY MERIDITH!

How I got to be part of a smuggling ring:

I was programming in the engineering lab cursing at myself for waiting so long to start this stuff (it's self passed) and some guy that looks like Padro's cousin on ND squats down next to me. I swear to you that I thought he was either going to beat me up or sell me drugs.
"Hey. You in ME 205?"
"Uh...." I scoured the room. I was all alone."Yes...."
"You want some Unit 7s?"
Why won't anyone walk into this room?
"Okay."
He whipped out his memory stick like a Katana, uploaded 6 versions of the Unit test onto my laptop, gave me a nod, and walked away.
I was like, what just happened here? And then I realized I had become part of the underground smuggling unit ring in the engineering lab. Manuel and I got to be friends after that. I told him what to say on his unit tests interview and in return he didn't beat me up. Good, healthy relationship.