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This is your brain on homework…

Posted Sunday, April 23rd, 2006
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any questions?

I saw you crying… I saw you crying…

Posted Monday, November 29th, 2004
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Dammit, I hate it that dance-y pop music makes me work faster. Right now it is all about Alcazar and ‘Crying At The Discotheque’, the only song ever written that references Richard Gere.

But whatever helps me finish this site!

Spam Spam Baked Beans & Spam.

Posted Sunday, August 29th, 2004
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It’s very hard to write 500+ words about spam. I’m still only at 432.

Blogging for credit!

Posted Wednesday, August 18th, 2004
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Farhad has decided that blogging will be our extra credit project in in ITN140. So everyone should leave comments telling him to give me lots of extra credit.

Remember: lots of extra credit.

I’ll post links to all the other students’ sites when I learn their URLs!


ITN140 Weblogs

Due next monday.

Posted Monday, August 16th, 2004
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Read lessons one thru six and 38.

ouch?

Sexed Up Academies

Posted Monday, July 26th, 2004
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I’ve been working on the Academies site for a while now, but one of the things that I remember and chuckle about is when D.I. said that I needed to remove the picture of a guy using a computer because he ‘Looked like he’d never had sex.’

So someone took it upon themselves Sex Up The CPCC IT Academies. (Probably NSFW… unless the door’s shut ^^)

Anal Glaucoma.

Posted Tuesday, July 20th, 2004
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I’m not going to school tomorrow because I’ve developed Anal Glaucoma.

I just can’t see my ass in that place.

I hate Math.

Posted Tuesday, July 20th, 2004
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I just totally failed my math test. It was the last one of the semester and since it wasn’t above an 80, it doesn’t count toward my final grade. If I’d made at least an 87 on it, I’d have made an A in the class.

Now I’ll have to settle for a B.

Dammit, I hate math.

A juxtaposition from my final paper bibliography.

Posted Tuesday, July 20th, 2004
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The Texas Chainsaw Massacre.
The Wizard of Oz.

I’m just saying.

SLI Day One: Of Mice & Ghettomart

Posted Monday, June 14th, 2004
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Well, finally here and It’s not so bad, even if I do have to share a bathroom with two other people.

It’s actually better than home in some respects, in the fact that the guys that I’m sharing with seem ok with me having a little bit of counter space in there. Also, neither of them have thrown any feminine hygiene products at or near the trashcan since I’ve been here.

Yesterday I woke up early, finished my packing and headed up to the school, getting there way too early and only to discover that Matt & Mary-Beth hadn’t arrived yet. I left a message for Matt (which he couldn’t answer due to some phone issues. Who knew you couldn’t let people drive over the things?) and called Mary-Beth to discover that she wasn’t going to meet us at school. Matt finally arrived and we headed out.

Matt & I talked most of the way and have come to the conclusion that we both hate Bush. Surprised, huh?

Arrival time was to be between 12:30 & 1:30, so of course I arrive at 1:25. Early I tell you. We went immediately into a session upon arrival and kept going pretty much all day. I really enjoyed finally learning about my personality type. I’d like everyone to know it’s not my fault. You can’t blame me for being messy, or shy, or quiet, or late ever again. It’s not my fault! I’m an INFP! We’re just made that way.

We had a speaker during dinner, president of one of the colleges. I’m sure we won’t see Zeiss here, and if we did I’d have to be introduced to him for the 3 time. Could we get that man some ginkgo?

After dinner, we met with our work groups (Go Blue!) and discussed our project, it seems like it’ll be pretty interesting. I think everyone in our group is bringing something different to the table and I can only hope what I bring is useful.

After group sessions and meeting with everyone to wrap up for the evening, we had the most important part of the trip.

Ghettomart.jpg

Ghetto Walmart.

I’m just saying.