Slovenia

So I am embarrassed to admit that I knew nothing of Slovenia before I looked up a wiki article on Sasha Vujacic. I always thought he was some kind of Eastern European, but wasn't sure which country he was from and was flabbergasted to hear that there was a place with only 2 million people that produced 2 NBA stars (Sasha & Goran Dragic) and a national soccer team in the US' world cup bracket. While watching sasha & goran engage in slavic cold war hostile tactics on the court, I fell in love with the small country. So much character and passion, so much love and hard work, so much slavic euroness. Amazing; and I was inspired to pay close attention to the Slovenia - USA world cup match a month or so later.

The morning of the game, I got up extra early and made a delicious pot of coffee. My sister, her bf and myself sat down to enjoy some breakfast when the match kicked off. It was a great time, first and foremost, the slovenian jerseys looked like charlie brown shirts, they were all wearing shoelace headbands, and they showed the same kind of passion for soccer that the aforemetioned NBA stars showed in the western conference finals. Molly and I also enjoyed making up words for their national anthem, and no offense to any Slovenians readings this, but we imagined them saying things like "Slovenia, slovenia, greatest slavic country in all of eastern europe, number one best producer per capita of futbol soccer stars, all men above age 7 required to wear headband shoelace if hair length exceed 10 cenimetres! Slovenia, slovenia, we show our allegiance to mother homeland country with greatest love and most highest respect honors." etc. etc. etc. What a fun time. But the best part was when the Slovenians scored and did their "screw the lights in" celebration dance. A dance which I stole, and now use whenever anything positive happens in my life, like the time I wone $188.82 after putting $10 in the slot machine in Vegas.

Winter Break

After 5 months of working my first real job, I am finally getting some time off.

I got off last Thursday (Christmas Eve), and I don't have to go back to work until Jan. 4th.

This break has been absolutely amazing, and I have been trying to take advantage of my free mornings and afternoons with some very important activities:

1. sitting in my underwear on the couch
2. going to the gym everyday
3. waking up at 9 instead of 7:30
4. watching HBO and Showtime premiums on demand
5. keeping up with Jersey Shore
6. attempted to make vegetable stock from scratch
7. hanging out with my bro and sister
8. touch football at HBHS
9. going to the movies 3 times

Man, life really is wonderful.

hilarious conversation with brett

this is what my life has become, and it is absolutely hilarious:

me: brert

what up dude

Brett: yo

just at school

everyone is at a meeting

dude

have i ever told you about japanese toilets?

me: no...

11:05 PM Brett: they are the best

from the future

they are electric

they have heated seats

11:06 PM which rocks b/c its like 38 degrees today

they have both a bidet and a separate vag cleaner

11:07 PM the sink is built into the top of the toilet. Its the part that refills with water after you flush... so you dont waste any water when you wash your hands at all

11:08 PM me: haha

11:09 PM and you like the bidet?

nice and clean butt for your partner?

Brett: no dude

dont even talk

its the greatest

imagine having a squeaky clean ass all day

improves your confidence lol

11:10 PM or think about when you pinch one off, and it takes like a million wipes to clean it

you can just blast yourself with some high pressure and bam you're good as new with 2 wipes

me: that is awesome

Brett: did i mention you can adjust the pressure

me: i am actually envious

Brett: yeah man

11:11 PM its changed my life lol

some of them even make sounds for when you are in a public bathroom and you wanna let one rip

like a fake flush

me: i've read about that

Brett: haha yeah

me: dude

i was #3 in fantasy football all year

11:12 PM and #2 for a lot of it

and i just lost to the #6 player in the 1st round of playoffs as i scored my lowest score of the season

siiiiigh

Brett: weak

who fudged up for you?

i murdered, 130+pts

11:13 PM btw

11:15 PM me: i have been scoring like 135-170 all season

and i score 106

aaaaaahrg!!!

Brett: oh your league scoring must be different from mine

me: yeah

tiz

11:16 PM Brett: 130 is the highest i've scored all season and i'm in 1st

won 7 straight

me: what network do you play on?

i'm yahoo

Brett: me too

you must have more players

11:17 PM 2 QB's?

11:19 PM me: 1 qb

3 wr

2 rb

1 wr/rb/te

1 te

1 def

1 defensive player

Brett: ohhhh you have a flex

11:20 PM me: 1 k

Brett: woah and a defensive player?

me: yeah

Brett: oh crazy

me: yeah

Brett: we dont have flex or defensive player

me: did you play with 2 d's?

11:21 PM Brett: you mean did i keep one on my bench?

yeah and i would drop/add almost every week for the best matchups

11:22 PM me: 2 d's nutz bitch!

ooooooooh you fell for it!!!

the infamous brett henderson

Brett: damn!

lol

me: the guy with the $300 suit?

11:23 PM Brett: hah

check my team:

11:24 PM Aaron Rodgers, Adrian Peterson, Marion Barber/Knowshon, Andre Johnson, Sidney Rice, Michael Crabtree/Jeremy Maclin, Antonio Gates

11:25 PM NYG Kicker

Chargers plus whatever defense is playing the Rams or Raiders

11:26 PM me: how the hell did you get that team?

you have like 2 people in your league?

Brett: no i'm a baller

and i had first pick

11:27 PM rice, knowshon, maclin, the K and defenses were all free agent / waiver pickups

me: good calls

Brett: sidney rice put me over the top

my only draft bust was eddie fuckin royal

11:28 PM me: hah

Brett: oh and devery henderson

me: good team though

Brett: yeah

i didnt have any WR at the beginning of the year

besides johnson

so yeah sidney rice, crabtree, and maclin off the waiver wires is what saved me

11:29 PM actually our bball league is the only one that i'm sucking in out of like 4 leagues between fb and bball

me: ha

i am so sad that i lost first round

it hurts my eart

11:30 PM heart*

11:31 PM Brett: yeah thats weak

who was on your team

11:32 PM me: rodgers

mjd

reggie bush

11:33 PM steve smith (nyg)

randy moss

hines ward

patrick willis

ari/bal def

fred washington te

austin collie

Brett: who the hell is fred washington lol

me: i know

Brett: austin collie's pretty worthless at this point

11:34 PM me: TE was hard to come by in our league

Brett: and bush isn't that great

but the rest is pretty good

good pick on rodgers

and steve smith

me: yarp

11:35 PM i made like 30 moves throughout the season though

so my team had changed a lot

and i am trying to play you in scrabble on facebook

11:36 PM Brett: can't play in japan

some kind of copyright thingy

11:37 PM me: ruh roh!

can you play scrabrre there?

11:38 PM Brett: you mean sukuraberu

thats how it would be spelled

11:40 PM me: interesting

11:41 PM Brett: yeah i can pretty much automatically japanize any word at this point lol

11:42 PM b/c when there's a word in japanese I don't know, you can just make it japanese sounding and half the time they'll understand what you're talking about

like my students didnt understant "olive oil"

but they got "oribu oieru"

me: really?

weeeeird

Brett: no not really

11:43 PM because

all loan words from other languages are just japanized using their alphabet

japanese alphabet has no L or B sound, and every consonant must be followed by a vowel

11:44 PM me: this sounds like a math problem...

Brett: you just get used to it

there are so many loan words from english

that sometimes it sounds like they are just trying to speak english and failing

11:45 PM me: wow

that is really interesting

8(><)8

Brett: yeah its frustrating though, b/c if you say a word the right way they wont understand you

so you have to say it their retarded way

and you feel like a jackass

11:46 PM me: hahahah

just like how i felt dealing with my ex wife

11:49 PM Brett: duuude

i used that joke a lot

and never got one laugh

lol

11:50 PM me: must be a cultural difference

because i'm sure it was hilarious

11:51 PM Brett: lol

11:52 PM it was americans i was telling the joke to

haha

maybe its b/c they just haven't met rurrrsny durrrrniel

me: rurrsny durniel

11:53 PM lol

good surth africurn nirck narmer

11:54 PM Brett: i love how that sounds nothing like a south african but is still hilarious

just like my impression of tom gonzalez

hah

me: hahahhaahhaha

it secretly is a long island accent

they add r's to shit

11:55 PM they say stuff like idear

11:56 PM Brett: south effricans fookin talk like this

me: lol

Brett: thees

me: good typing

look at thees fookin book buggah

11:57 PM itz fookin so big thees blokes carnt feenish it

Brett: lol wtf

11:59 PM waht a buncha fackin retaads, eh twooguns?

12:01 AM me: lol

jokah

spikez

aleave

jedi

dallas

warper

Brett: buddy

me: tongs

Brett: gippah

12:02 AM me: crawlah

Brett: Shoseki

Takamuri

me: stonestown

Brett: Yoshikawa

Morishita

me: backugon

Brett: Yamada

me: harajuku

taiko

gasp

maggamoto

12:03 AM Brett: lol

bonah

ricecake

ronald reagan

ho-bag

skeezah

pop-shove it

12:04 AM me: lol

skunkie

melarchy

chinaman

plunkah

alex da raptur ochoar

Brett: ha

mullet

partymaster

da champ

house of pain

12:05 AM mumbly

matters

me: simple sam

12:06 AM Brett: mix masta mario

me: suckley

Brett: boehmeranious

me: johnny "buy me an asian" ni

shaolo portz

12:07 AM Brett: alright i gtg home

ttyl

tonks

da machine

"meh"

me: lol

laters broseph

Halloween Weekend

So now that I am both no longer and college, and no longer young enough to trick or treat, it took me a really long time to come up with a legitimate reason to celebrate this year. Apparently West Hollywood goes incredibly dumb for halloween. There are supposedly thousands and thousands of people lining the streets with drinks in hand, costumes on their bodies, and smiles on their faces. Learning about this, I promptly decided to get ready for it....

First, I decided that I should be a pharaoh. You know, not really wear a t-shirt (i realized i am a little bit voyeuristic) , but a weird neck thing with a skirt and a headress. Then that fell through and I was going to become the THING from fantastic four, another shirtless character who is stock in size. This, unfortunatley, also fell through because apparently it is impossible to do a group costume.

Therefore, I am going to be something completely different, but awesome.

Balrog from Street Fighter II, great character, great game, but incredibly racist. Seriously though, go back and look at super street fighter II. All the characters are stereotypes of the country they are from, and those stereotypes are based of japanese video game writer's perspectives. For instance, when you win the game with Deejay the jamaican martial artist, he says that he will finally be able to rock his reggae beat to the whole world; that plus him and balrog both look like sambo. And Zangief if a grossly misinterpreted version of a Russian. Pleas, don't even get me started on the meditating, yoga loving, fire breathing, elephant having Indian, Dhalsim. But, I digress. The actual thing I wanted to get across is that my costume is gonna be hilarious, Happy Halloween!

Working at the ARA

What it do fam?! I am terrible at keeping my blog up to date, but I figured that I am on my lunch break so I might as well get crackin on this.

The last post I had explained that life is hard after college and there is nothing out there for the graduates. Turns out that isn't true. I was lucky enough to get hired at the AIDS Research Alliance in Downtown Los Angeles. I am a community educator, and will eventually get trained to work in the P2 lab processing PBMCs and possible working with another compound that shall not be named (due to copyright and privacy stuff). The job is pretty cool for the most part.

They gave me my own office with a sick view:














I get to work with people in the community that are doing a lot for folks who are infected and affected by HIV/AIDS.

My boss is young and pretty lienant.

My coworkers are cool.

There are some things that aren't that cool though:

David's office view is better:














I always forget to bring lunch, so I end up walking over to subway nearly every day.

I absolutley positively hate the drive. It is only about 10 miles, but it takes 35+ minutes in the morning and 40+ minutes on the way home. I always feel like hopping out of the car and running.

Anyways, life is all good and I'll try to post something again soon. Until then, hit me up on facebook or twitter. word.

The Graduate: May 20

Today is the third 3rd day of my post graduation life. Everyone I talk to ask me how excited I am, I tell them not very. It is hard to be excited about the real world considering the current economic crisis that we are in. How am I going to find a job that pays enough to pay off my loans, pay my credit cards, pay for med school applications, and pay rent? According to NPR, there are 2 million people that graduated or are graduating from college in the months of may and june. I don't know how many people are immediately going to grad school afterward, and therefore avoiding paying back loans, but i am envious of all of them. If I could go back and do anything differently, I would have taken the MCAT and GRE my junior year summer. That way I would have had some immediate post grad options in terms of education; however, I am no blessed/cursed with the chance to live real life for a little while. I can no longer sit at my house and choose not to go to my on campus job because I have too much homework, get student discounts at the movies, or simply woo people by telling them I am studying biochemistry. I actually have to do something. I am looking forward to my summer, and hoping that anyone who knows of job openings in the medical field will let me know about them immediately. Holla at ya boy (who wouldn't want to hire such a pretty face? see above)!!!

RUGBY RUGBY RUGBY (SURTH AFRICUR)

Sorry for being lazy on blog posts for the past few months. Times are hard. I don't have much to blog about right now, but I did just wanna give props to the Occidental College Rugby Team. Wow, what a great bunch of guys. We won our final home game against Whittier posting a score of 32-3. There were many highlights in the game. I had one of my best plays ever, and Alex Ochoa was out there in his truest form. Here is an angle of him after we scored a try.

Things I did in October

The top picture is me and my good friend george at a 49ers game, the second picture is me pointing at something at the 49ers game.  I traveled to San Francisco for my fall break this year.  It was a really good time, I was able to spend a day in the city, hang out with my best friend from home, go to a 49ers game, and sandbag that whole bay area.

The City:

The city is dope, I love san francisco.  It is just such a clean and well organized place.  There aren't way too many people, and it is a very person friendly city.  The streets are walkable, the air is fresh, there are a lot of small businesses and shops that face the street, there is plenty to do, and it is the smuggest place on the planet.  Where else in the world would you find a white dude with dreadlocks who smelled like weed running one of the biggest retail stores in the city and employing a bunch of trendy and or emo 19 yr olds who ride their bikes to work everyday, wear the ipods, drink green plant, vote for barack obama, no on prop 8, and only eat food that is local and organic.  We need places like SF to keep the rest of the world in check.  SF reminds people to care about everything and everyone, and I really do appreciate that, even if the city needs to get over itself sometimes.

Chillin with David in Berkeley:

Berkeley is dope too, and it is even more smugtastic than SF, the only difference is that it doesn't have tall buildings and everything is closed by 9PM.  I went to berkeley to kick it with David Nguyen (see post entitled david nguyen).  We had a great time kickin it.  We got drunk, we hung out with his friends from his business fraternities, and we saw our other two high school friends in an improv show.  The show was great, and both of our friends did really well (Ale Randazzo and Ryan Field); however, when we went to the after party we were there with a group of 25 people who were good friends and who had only brought 30 beers.  That inspired dave and I to buy a handle of vodka, an 18 pack of miller, and some energy drinks.  After I put together a make shift gallon of space drink, we got to drinkin and got pretty sauced.  We then returned to the after-party and had a great time.  At 1:30 we went to his other friend's apartment, and Dave tried to get me to hook up with Korean babes.  I said no thanks (nothing against Korean babes, I am seeing someone).  I pretended to smoke like 8 cigarettes, drank a bit more, and we ended up walking home at like 4 in the morning. What a night.

The 49ers Game

The 49ers Game was a lot of fun, but they suck soooo bad in the 4th quarter it is unbelievable.  They were doing fine the whole game, but when the 4th quarter came around they essentially gave up, JT O'Sullivan threw like 7 ints, and they lost by a bunch of TDs.  Too bad, but it was really tight to get to go to an NFL game and see what goes on behind the cameras.  Those guys work really hard, and they seem to care about each other too.  I was pretty hungover and had to eat a hot dog to feel better, and then I started caring as well.  Good times.

Flagstaff

I also played rugby in Flagstaff with the Oxy squad.... Ridiculous (see bottom pic).

The Drought is Over

So the drought is over, I am back to blog again.

Topic: Parking Tickets

I think that I hate parking tickets more than anything in the world.  I am like a parking ticket magnet whenever I am broke.  I never get them when I have money, but when I have two paperclips and some string in my checking account, I manage to get a parking ticket for $32.  I realize that isn't a lot of money, but it is the emotional stress of getting a parking ticket that makes it so terrible....

It was a nice day.  It was the end of the summer, I was working for Oxy's Orientation Team (I had a group of 10 incoming students that I worked with all week) and I decided to be an extra nice guy and bring my group to 21 choices in Pasadena.  When we get there, I see a spot on Colorado and I decide to park in it.  I get out to feed the meter, but it turns out that the meter is broken and it says to pay at the next meter.  On my way to the next meter, we decide to just grab some yogurt and peace.  I spent a total of 22 minutes parked in a spot that had a broken meter.  Upon returning to my car, I see that I have a fucking parking ticket.  The parking ticket is for $32, and it claims that I parked outside of a marked spot.  I was in a marked spot, but there is absolutely no way to argue it.  I would have to make a court date, and then spend ten minutes arguing with a judge trying to convince them that I had parked somehow other than what the ticket described.  He/She would never believe me, and I would have wasted a day, time, and energy trying to get a $32 citation revoked.  A few weeks pass, of course I forget to pay the ticket and I lose it.  My mom gets a copy of the ticket in the mail and calls/emails multiple times to yell at me about how good she is at not getting parking tickets and about how irresponsible I am.  I want to punch the wall everytime she does this, arguing with her is like arguing with the judge.  Either way, she sends me an electronic copy of the ticket so I can have the info to pay it.  I finally decide to go online to pay it, and when I get to the website, they say they are unable to process online payments at this time.  Really? Fuck you online payment system, just let me pay my $32 ticket that has become a $58 ticket so I can move on with my life, but no.  Then I call in to the Pasadena City Parking Ticket Department, and the line is busy for ten minutes.  I am not gonna pay this ticket anymore. I fucking hate it soooo much. I hate parking tickets. The last one I got was when I parked in a street sweeping zone outside of a school that I was working at after the street sweeper had already passed.  That one was $60, more than I made that day working way too hard and not getting paid enough for teaching underprivileged students. Fuck that.

Senior Comps

At Occidental College, all students are required to complete a Senior Comprehensive project before they graduate. Some majors require a 60 page paper, some require a 15 minute documentary, some require original research, some require presentations, and some require students to take a nationally administered test (GRE etc.).  In biochem, we have to do a 20 min presentation, a 45 minute presentation, and take a nationally administered test.

For my presentation, I chose to research low density lipoproteins (LDL "bad" cholesterol).  More specifically, I am researching the apolipoprotein component, apolipoprotein B100.  It has been really interesting so far, and the first presentation was a success, but it took a whole lot of effort, and even more time...

Anyways, I am just wondering, why are some people's comps so damn easy?  A 15 page paper in some majors? Really?! I say, anyone that only has to do that for their comps should have to make everyone else dinner, or throw a big party for everyone, or have to donate to a "funds for people who actually have difficult comps" fund. I'm just saying.

Crazy Neighbors

What up yalls.

My front neighbor, Sam is pretty tight.  She is 19, and she is relatively grown up.  She doesn't care if we have parties, she bakes us cakes sometimes, and she lets us play with her dogs.  Her mom, on the other hand, seems to be a little bit crazy...

As Paolo and I sat in our very cool (air conditioned) living room, we saw a large figure quickly walk past that window.  We heard a loud, angry, and violent knock at the door just a moment later.  We looked at each other, and then said, "come in?!" to the figure at the door.  The door opened, a woman about 6ft in ht (to be confirmed later) stepped in, and said "Guess who I am!!??".  Confused, and a little bit worried, we guessed that she was Sam's Mom. She said, "Good guess. What gave it away, the chompers?" and we awkwardly laughed.  She then asked, "Where are the two bitches that live next door?!!".  We had no idea what she was talking about, we didn't know if she was referring to her daughter and her friend, or if she was referring to our neighbors (who aren't that mean of people).  Paolo and I, once again, looked at each other confused and said we had no idea.  I had been sitting and working on my comps for a few hours, and Paolo had been out setting up solar panels and blowing up oil refineries, or some kind of Urban and Environmental Politics type activity.  Anyways, after we informed Sam's mom that we didn't know where they were, she asked us again, "WHERE ARE THE BITCHES NEXT DOOR?!"; as if we had hidden them in our tiny tiny house.  We once again said we didn't know.  Sam's mom, looking confused and upset, then informed us that she was six feet tall, and that her daughter was almost six feet tall.  Having no idea what that had to do with anything, Paolo and I awkwardly smiled.  She then explained that she paid the rent at the front house, and that the bitches next door had messed with her daughter, and that no one messes with her or her daughter.  We agreed with her.  She then said, "It's time to kick some ass, and take some names!" and went outside.  3 seconds later, she opened the door and told us that she was usually more polite, then slammed the door again.  She then opened the door one more time, mumbled something incoherent (similar to Paolo's style) and slammed the door again and stormed off.....

Anyways, this event made me realize that it is really crucial to have tight neighbors, and I am very thankful for the neighbors that I do have.  They don't get all up in our business, they don't mind if we have parties as long as we let them know before hand, and they don't have any annoying habits.  Tonight just showed me what it could have been like if this woman actually lived at the house in front of us, maybe a little bit crazy, I don't know.

Moral of the story, if you have good neighbors, be thankful. If you have bad neighbors, kick some ass, and take some names.

Dave Nguyen

This blog is about the chillest bro I know.

No one is a better sk8r than this guy, no one....

Dave Nguyen goes to college at Cal, and sadly enough, they aren't ranked in football this year. Dave Nguyen played inside linebacker (in a 3-4 scheme) and OG his senior year at Huntington Beach High School.  He also played running back and outside linebacker in his career.  He holds the single game interception record for ILB with 2.  He also holds more sandbags than anyone I know.  He was rumored to have cleaned 140kg and snatched 100kg before a terrible shoulder injury sophomore year. He now participates in Ultimate Frisbee (the chillest sport), and the occasional run around campus. He plans on graduating and ballin outta control.  He is one of my best friends, and we apparently look like twins.  Thats it for this blog. Find david at www.davidnguyenwantstwocds.com

Wale is the new Weezy

So I was recently introduced to the D.C. native Wale. D.C., for those of you who may not know, has some of the worst hip hop I have ever heard.

Take for instance, Tabi Bonney:  

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aqiKdUke69Q

That being said, Wale is the shit. He brings the lyrical fluidity and creativity of Lil Wayne, the swagger of Kanye West, content that is comparable to Lupe and Nas, and a style that is all his own. He dropped a mixtape entitle "A Mixtape About Nothing".  It follows the layout of Seinfeld, including an "Opening Title Sequence" and "The End Credits". He uses audio clips from the show, there is a Cameo by the Elaine character, and he uses an audio sample of Kramer's infamous comedy club incident involving "Afro Americans".  He plays well off of all of the samples, and he has some insanely tight verses:

I'm, the best, even when I'm cynical.

Angle these beats like a pentagon whenever my pen is on, aint nothin here minimal.

Countin my bread, my account like a brunch at a synagogue.

Get it yall? Thats a whole lot of bagels. See me out in the bay at San Quin in a beige coup.

A very bad man, you can ask Babu.

I get Seinfeld, with these rhyme skills i'm Larry David.

Give me my paper, this a cosmo like Jerry Seinfeld's neighbor.

My Costanzas stand like Phantoms and Maybachs, you won't get a lane if you can't whack.

I hate rap like Kramer hate blacks, still those no label that Wale aint passed.

And now i'm in the lead though, and everybody gassed...

Yeah, that shit is kinda tight. His album has songs that talk about nothing, songs that talk about race, songs that talk about women, songs that talk about DC, everything.  If you have talked to me in the past 9 months, you know I think there is no one out there better than lil wayne, however, I may have to crown a new king of lyrics. Anyways, keep reading the blog. Holla.

Sandbaggin

Recently I was asked to go for 24 hours without saying the word sandbaggin.  Why, you may wonder, would someone ask me to stop saying such a strange word for such a long amount of time? Because, I say sandbaggin much more than most people you know. What, you may ask, does sanbaggin even mean?

Sandbaggin(g): 

(1) Sandbagging is an actual term used for people who sell themselves short on purpose, usually in sports. I.E. A bowler gives him or herself a large handicap even though they are good.

(2) Holding someone back.

(3) Wasting time.

Sandbagger

(1) A person who holds back others. I.E. If you are at a party and one of your friends decides to stay and try to get another drink even though everyone else wants to leave.

(2) A person hitting on someone. I.E. If you go out to eat at in and out, and your friend decides to flirt with the cute cashier and holds up the line.

(3) Someone who talks shit. I.E. a person who doesn't want another person to hook up with someone, so they talk shit on said other person.

(4) A derogatory term for someone that you may or may not be friends with. I.E. wow, you are a f*ckin sandbagger.

(5) Someone who fills bags with sand. I.E. I need some sandbaggers, because i need more bags of sand.

(6) Personal Choice. I.E. "you are a sandbagger" "why?" 'just because."

So to all you sandbaggers out there, stop sandbagging and let me live my life!!!!

zeta

reading, writing, arithmetic, are the branches of the learning tree.

I am currently sitting in the library at Oxy. My friend casey and I have been working on a lab project for the past 14 weeks, and we still aren't done. Now that I think about it, we would probably be done already if we didn't have facebook. I probably would have gone into lab completely prepared, taken perfect notes, not rushed any procedures, gotten perfect results, and I would be done with my 20 page lab report..... But, the internet, other classes, and my social life have clogged my veins and i am having an academic heart attack, which brings me to my next point.....

if the internet was invented in the 1700s, the world would be over by now. think about it, suicide rates have gone up, rumors spread faster, it is another realm for propaganda, and there is less and less human contact because of the internet. i am gonna start an anti internet movement. the internet is just for all those hipster kids who drink coffee everyday, bring their laptops to class, wear jeans w/ holes in them, fresh kicks, and a t-shirt from the 80s all at the same time, carry bags that only have one strap, love porn, love drama, like to watch the office and south park, are vegans, buy small dogs, try to find the newest lil wayne songs before everyone else, and think they are tight because of how much underground hip hop they know.

But then again, I just wrote this, and spent 10 minutes I coulda been writing about epsilon proteobacteria writing about the internet, and you just spent a few minutes reading it.... as charles barkely would say, this is just terrible.

Blogtastic

So, I used to hate on blogs, but I have changed. I really like seeing what people have to say in their blogs, because a lot of times it is really unique. I don't know if my blog will be that unique, because sometimes I think that I have thought of something really cool but it turns out that it was just something that I had heard in a song that I was listing to while online.... whacksauce. I am still gonna try though. Anyways, look for some dope blogs sometime real soon.