Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Where's the suggestion box?
This computer lab really needs to install Firefox and iTunes on each computer; c'mon people, it's 2007.

In related news, I have my first ever pharmacy school interview today and I look like either a stockbroker from the 80's or a 2008 presidential hopeful with my shellacked hair, light blue oxford, and striped power tie. Maybe it's the fact that I'll be turning 28 soon or that I'll be a father in less than month, but, I'm starting to look old.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know that 28 isn't actually old, per se, so I guess I should just say "older" and dispense with the argument over semantics. But, regardless, the sentiment is still there. And, you know, some people just look older than others. I mean, my brother-in-law will be turning 30 this weekend and I swear he looks way younger than me. I Japan, one sister commented that I was "fukete iru." (which literally means looking old)... "Gee, thanks a lot," I should've said, but sarcasm tends to get lost on the Japanese. ANYWAY, my point being, I HATE GETTING OLD.

This is serious; I don't think the flame shoes and vintage "tee" can save me this time. All I can do is embrace it and try to not be too geeky of a dad. If only I could grow facial hair! Oh well.
"Sah," wish me luck.

Friday, February 09, 2007

Have any of you seen commercials for this lately?
It's FLUGTAG (German for "flying day?"), a man-made flying machine competition that Red Bull sponsors.

I'm intrigued... If I could get my dad's help...we could make something amazing.

Anybody else game?

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

This morning as I drove to school, I noticed that the "check engine" light that had been glaring at me from the dash for the last week was mysteriously was off.

After a good night's sleep, I kinda felt the same way.

Monday, February 05, 2007

Blue Monday.

I guess I'm feeling depressed today. For weeks everybody has been telling me how easy physics is at the community college under this professor, how all one needs to do is print off all of the solutions from the manual and the test practically solves itself. I tried it...didn't see any problems that resembled anything from those problems. I got my second freaking 80% academic plans flushing down the toilet.

My letters of recommendation haven't shown up on the Idaho State University Pharmacy School website yet and the deadline was last Thursday. It's REALLY reassuring to have people recommend you LATE...even when you've given them the forms two months prior.

I'm sure it can be attributed to an over-developed sense of pride one time I used to think that I was smart and different-somehow set apart from "the crowd." I hate these flashes where I realize that I'm the same and even worse than the generic public. Man, am I stuck-up.

Finally, a guy can take only so much open mouth crunching, B.O. stench, and stinking, wet shoe wafting until he begins to think of taking his own life. Scratch that. A guy can only take so much until he begins to think of taking that stinking guy's life. KEEP YOUR ARMS DOWN!

Friday, February 02, 2007