<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:42:48.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rurouni's Virtual Dojo</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.&lt;/i&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>173</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-111393094349409350</id><published>2005-04-19T12:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T12:15:43.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="600"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="top"&gt;&lt;td width="300"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your dating personality profile:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shy&lt;/b&gt; - You are often timid around others, though you will open up when the right person comes along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Practical&lt;/b&gt; - You are a down-to-earth individual who is not impressed with material excess. You care about the stuff of like that really matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Adventurous&lt;/b&gt; - Just sitting around the house is not something that appeals to you. You love to be out trying new things and really experiencing life.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your date match profile:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Practical&lt;/b&gt; - You are drawn to people who are sensible and smart. Flashy, materialistic people turn you off. You appreciate the simpler side of living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Athletic&lt;/b&gt; - You aren't looking for a couch potato. You seek someone who is active and who keeps her body in top shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Adventurous&lt;/b&gt; - You are looking for someone who is willing to try new things and experience life to its fullest. You need a companion who encourages you to take risks and do exciting things.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 220px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: white"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Your Top Ten Traits&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Shy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Practical&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Adventurous&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Intellectual&lt;br /&gt;5. Athletic&lt;br /&gt;6. Wealthy/Ambitious&lt;br /&gt;7. Traditional&lt;br /&gt;8. Funny&lt;br /&gt;9. Conservative&lt;br /&gt;10. Romantic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="300"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 220px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: white"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Your Top Ten Match Traits&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Practical&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Athletic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Adventurous&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Conservative&lt;br /&gt;5. Traditional&lt;br /&gt;6. Funny&lt;br /&gt;7. Intellectual&lt;br /&gt;8. Shy&lt;br /&gt;9. Romantic&lt;br /&gt;10. Big-Hearted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.datingdiversions.com/"&gt;Take me Quiz!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-111393094349409350?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/111393094349409350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=111393094349409350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/111393094349409350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/111393094349409350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2005/04/your-dating-personality-profile-shy.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-111289220994013756</id><published>2005-04-07T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T12:37:34.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since everyone else is doing it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/do-survey.php" method="post" target="_new"&gt;&lt;table bordercolor="#efefef" cellspacing="0" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The \\&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="The+%5C%5C%5C%5C" name="question1"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="2" name="type1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Cigarette:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A long time ago at a house party.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Cigarette%3A" name="question2"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Alcoholic Drink:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beer last night&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Alcoholic+Drink%3A" name="question3"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type3"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Car Ride:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today! Drove down to Allstate!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Car+Ride%3A" name="question4"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Kiss:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hmm...probably like...a year ago with some girl I don't care or remember.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Kiss%3A" name="question5"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Good Cry:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don't cry, I get angry.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Good+Cry%3A" name="question6"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type6"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Library Book:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hmm...haven't been to the library in a while.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Library+Book%3A" name="question7"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type7"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last book bought:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do my Chinese textbooks count?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+book+bought%3A" name="question8"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type8"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Book Read:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hard Contact&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Book+Read%3A" name="question9"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type9"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Movie Seen in Theatres:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SIN CITY! It's balls-rippingly good!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Movie+Seen+in+Theatres%3A" name="question10"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Movie Rented:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rent...movie? If by rent...you mean download...Elektra DVD :P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Movie+Rented%3A" name="question11"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type11"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Cuss Word Uttered:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Cuss+Word+Uttered%3A" name="question12"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type12"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Beverage Drank:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beer, also last night.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Beverage+Drank%3A" name="question13"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type13"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Food Consumed:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Homemade spagetti and meatballs.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Food+Consumed%3A" name="question14"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type14"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Crush:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some Cantonese girl, but she has a boyfriend now...so tough break.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Crush%3A" name="question15"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Phone Call:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Someone's potential employer...I was listed as a reference.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Phone+Call%3A" name="question16"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type16"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last TV Show Watched:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Engineering Marvals, South Park.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+TV+Show+Watched%3A" name="question17"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type17"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Time Showered:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;11pm Last night.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Time+Showered%3A" name="question18"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type18"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Shoes Worn:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wearing shoes right now...before today...I don't remember.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Shoes+Worn%3A" name="question19"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type19"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last CD Played:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;C...D...?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+CD+Played%3A" name="question20"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type20"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Item Bought:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DVD-Rs!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Item+Bought%3A" name="question21"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type21"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Download:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SWAT4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Download%3A" name="question22"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type22"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Annoyance:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Having to drive from Far West down to William Cannon during rush hour...thanks asshole.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Annoyance%3A" name="question23"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type23"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Disappointment:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;See last crush.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Disappointment%3A" name="question24"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type24"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Soda Drank:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dr. Pepper, yesterday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Soda+Drank%3A" name="question25"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type25"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Thing Written:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hmm...Chinese translation homework.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Thing+Written%3A" name="question26"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type26"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Key Used:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Car key.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Key+Used%3A" name="question27"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type27"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Words Spoken:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hmm...something about being always the first one shot while being pointman and how Alan does a crappy job looking under doors with the Opti-wand&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Words+Spoken%3A" name="question28"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type28"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Sleep:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1am - 7am last night.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Sleep%3A" name="question29"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type29"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Ice Cream Eaten:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, well, it was frozen custard.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Ice+Cream+Eaten%3A" name="question30"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type30"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Chair Sat In:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Car seat, chair at work.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Chair+Sat+In%3A" name="question31"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type31"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last Webpage Visited:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pammy's page, then Alan's page.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Last+Webpage+Visited%3A" name="question32"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type32"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Take This Survey"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/create-survey.php"&gt;CREATE YOUR OWN!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-111289220994013756?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/111289220994013756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=111289220994013756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/111289220994013756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/111289220994013756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2005/04/since-everyone-else-is-doing-it-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-111155130582591376</id><published>2005-03-22T21:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T22:15:05.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ooooh yes, it's the long awaited - another angry post from Adam!&lt;br /&gt;Thursday Nathan wanted Alan and I to go into work to help him out with a few odd jobs here and there. Before we went in we decided to get lunch beforehand, as I was trying to get my router to work, I got a late start and ended up having lunch with Alan and my roommate at noon. We decided to go to Plucker's on Research and Burnett, since it was the lunch rush and I got there late, I parked in the first spot I found which was pretty close to the front, but the guy to my right had double parked, I figured oh well...whatever so I pulled into the spot and went inside to eat. After some tastey overpriced wings, I came back out to see a note on my windshield, the asshole had somehow deduced with his cabbage-like intelligence that I hit his car on my way into the parking spot. The note said something to the extent of me hitting him, he has my plates and he took pictures.&lt;br /&gt;First off, I may not be the best driver in the world due to the fact that I just started again...but parking is something I am very good at...and being my father son...I'm really anal about parking within the lines and trying to make sure that I'm exactly parallel with the lines. And I am 100% sure I didn't hit the other car...and if I did...I wouldn't have been dumb enough to leave my car there.&lt;br /&gt;On the phone later on the other guy INSISTS that I hit him...I assured him that I did not even touch his car, he said "do you have any idea how close you were to my car?! I couldn't even get into my car!" At which point I said - "YOU WERE DOUBLE PARKED" and I forcefully swollowed my rage and left out the "you stupid ass-ramming uncle fucker" part.&lt;br /&gt;My own pride of wanting to deal with this on my own, and the fact that I acted too rashly...i.e. not asking my parents or my sister for help before I decided to call this guy showed how woefully inexperienced I am with matters of the real world.&lt;br /&gt;And joyously, dealing my own insurance has been a nightmare...those idiots do NOT communicate with each other within the company, and make no effort to help resolve the situation. I initially called the insurance to prevent the other guy from filing a false claim...and I made that VERY explicit when I talked with them. But somehow now they think that I got into an accident, and the adjuster said something to the extent of me having called them is "proof" enough that I hit someone. What do I have to do? Start spelling out the big words for these morons?&lt;br /&gt;Please God please God...grant me the power to hunt down and kill all these stupid mother fuckers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-111155130582591376?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/111155130582591376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=111155130582591376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/111155130582591376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/111155130582591376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2005/03/ooooh-yes-its-long-awaited-another.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-110689030261294511</id><published>2005-01-27T23:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T23:31:42.613-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My life is boring and uninteresting and I don't think anyone cares anyway. So I'm voluntarily suspending my blog indefinitely.&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I'll try and find the time to comment on everyone else's :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-110689030261294511?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/110689030261294511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=110689030261294511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/110689030261294511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/110689030261294511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-life-is-boring-and-uninteresting.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-110213235924646479</id><published>2004-12-03T21:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T21:52:39.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the past 48 hours I've gotten 5 hours of sleep...why am I still up? I really can't tell you that.&lt;br /&gt;In 4 hours at UT, this has probably been the worst week I've had so far.&lt;br /&gt;On top of that I broke my glasses, and did something weird to my leg...which hurt...alot.&lt;br /&gt;So the low point, which is actually kind of amusing looking back was this morning at about 6-7am this morning, after pulling all-nighter #2. I was working on my fluids final project and I was trying to find parasitic drag in a textbook so I flipped back to the index to see if it had anything listed about it under drag. This is where it all fell apart...I could NOT find drag in the index of my fluids book...I was flipping out and getting pissed off for about 5 minutes until I realized that drag was spelled d-r-a-g and not d-a-g...sleep deprivation does funny things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-110213235924646479?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/110213235924646479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=110213235924646479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/110213235924646479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/110213235924646479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2004/12/in-past-48-hours-ive-gotten-5-hours-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-110064462652073441</id><published>2004-11-16T16:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T16:37:06.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People are stupid hippocrites...especially the assholes in Iraq...seeing headlines like this really annoy me - "Video May Show Iraq CARE Director Being Killed" and then seeing "Shooting of Iraqi in Mosque Angers Muslims".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's ok when they kidnap civilian workers who are there to HELP Iraqis, but it's not ok when US soldiers shoot wounded insurrgents who often times will blow themselves up along with whoever else is in the area.  What kind of double standard bullshit is that? And that is why they will always be stupid sand monkies...I say nuke the Middle East and take their oil, what are Muslims good for anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-110064462652073441?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/110064462652073441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=110064462652073441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/110064462652073441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/110064462652073441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2004/11/people-are-stupid-hippocrites.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-109993134281747247</id><published>2004-11-08T10:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T10:30:26.990-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well...school sucks as it usually does, but this semester is just plain bad. The bureaucracy of this school has pissed me off to the point of exploding....I had so mad I was literally shaking....I think I killed a few brain cells that time.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Basically my departmental advisor gave me a load of bullshit and refused to remove a bar of mine, so I went over her helmet and went up to the engineering student affairs office and told them what happened so they called the departmental advisor and suddenly she did a 180 turn said she had “nothing to do with it” and it was between me and the other undergraduate advisor…at that point I was livid with rage…I imagined what it would be like to rip her fucking head off…and it was eerily calming. Adam, the dark side I sense in you. I haven’t really have time to do anything about it further, but some people have told me I should go see the ombudsman since if I went to the Dean of the head of my department, they probably wouldn’t care. So anyone have any further advice? I don’t have time to deal with this shit until later.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On a brighter note, Happy Birthday Pammy! I umm…didn’t forget this year O_o So how old are you in kitty years??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-109993134281747247?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/109993134281747247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=109993134281747247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/109993134281747247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/109993134281747247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2004/11/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-109686606345345775</id><published>2004-10-03T23:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T00:01:03.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was vanilla!!!  Happy? :P  Hehe, I bought some groceries today and bought another thing of vanila ice cream, I will not be denied!!!&lt;br /&gt;After my fourth time to the office about the same problem, I have the refridgerator thing resolved....I marched into releasing office, threatened to chop off the lady's legs and set fire to the office so I could watch her try and drag her stumps outside while she burned...that got her attention....ok. I'm kidding, that was from The Whole Nine Yards.  I was annoyed and I pretended I was really pissed off.  I got a new refridgerator delivered to my apartment within 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Goes to show you can't be nice and understanding to people like that or else they will bullshit you for as long as they can, you have to lay the smack down and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-109686606345345775?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/109686606345345775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=109686606345345775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/109686606345345775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/109686606345345775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2004/10/it-was-vanilla-happy-p-hehe-i-bought.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-109578951464598501</id><published>2004-09-21T13:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T12:58:34.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well...I don't think I ever told anyone this, but when we first moved into my apartment, the ice maker didn't seem to work so we put in a maintenance request for it. There was a form on my dining room table a day later - quote: "Fixed your ice maker ..." Dot dot dot...wtf is that suppose to mean anyway, I really hate the maintenance guy in our complex, lazy bum. My friend who lives in our complex complains about him too since he works at the Villas on Guadalupe, which is so nice by the way...I went inside there last week. So anyway...still no ice!!! I finally figured out WHY there was no ice...for all I know, the ice maker is working fine...our ghetto refridgerator isn't cold enough to freeze water, I found out from buying a 1/2 gallon of vanilla ice cream and sticking it in the freezer...it as the consistency of melting snow. And yes...the stupid knob is all the way to "coldest"...I'm so tired of people asking me about that...I'm not that stupid.&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to do homework all weekend so I would be so overloaded this week...but of course I ended up doing almost none of it...it's only Tuesday and it's already been a long hard week...I have a TA session from 6:30-8:30 tonight...and I'm cramming this entry in 5 minutes before I have to go downstairs for lab...boo. Hope everyone is doing better than I am.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and yay for Leo and Pam visit super weekend! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-109578951464598501?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/109578951464598501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=109578951464598501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/109578951464598501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/109578951464598501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2004/09/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-109503765071851698</id><published>2004-09-12T20:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T20:07:30.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The events of today has made me realize that I have some anger management issues.  I've been sick lately...so that wasn't been too enjoyable, the worst is over though and all I have is a lingering cough, I slept for like 12 hours last night...so that helped alot.  I think I got sick because I hadn't been getting enough sleep because of school.&lt;br /&gt; I drove to campus today to go to the monopolistic Co-op to buy a book I had been waiting to buy...it was $140 for a new copy...they FINALLY had a used one...so I saved myself $50...to some of you, it may not seem like much...but hey...I'm cheap.&lt;br /&gt; I went by work (RLM) to pick up my cell since I left it there, I picked up some lunch along the way too.  I stopped by the lab to say hi to David, eat, and work on my Instrumentation lab write up.  After I finished I packed up and left...only to find that some stupid FOB had parked his car BEHIND me next to a curb, I didn't have enough room to back up basically, and the cars next to me were too close for any sort of maneuvering. &lt;br /&gt; Ok...I didn't think it was a problem...I'd call UTPD, and they tow the asshole and I'd be on my merry way...I called UTPD and they sent out one of those fat parking guys...and he said all he could do is give them a ticket...a $25 ticket for illegally parking and blocking me it...I hate those useless fuckers and to think part of my tuition money goes to pay their salary.  So I found myself stuck on campus...with a car...with no way to get out...&lt;br /&gt; If I could have channeled my anger into a ball of energy like in DBZ...I would have been big enough to consume and blow up the universe...omg...I was so pissed...&lt;br /&gt; Anyway, people were parking where ever the hell they pleased on Sunday because it's hard to find parking on campus...  If it was my own car and not a car that my parents gave me...I would have just forced myself out of that spot...I could have run over that crappy little Corolla behind me anyway in my car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-109503765071851698?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/109503765071851698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=109503765071851698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/109503765071851698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/109503765071851698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2004/09/events-of-today-has-made-me-realize.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-109465350274545209</id><published>2004-09-08T09:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T12:39:39.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The grace period is over...school is in full swing...this semester isn't going to be fun. I have early morning classes and then "work" or lab in the afternoon...it totally blows. It's totally screwing up my system...on weekends I get tired so early and I can't seem to sleep past 10...I'm becoming old...like you guys...nooooooo!!! I refuse to accept it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm cooking alot lately...I like it, it tastes good and it's a whole lot cheaper than eating out all the time. I made a huge pot of chili the other day, my first attempt at chili, I think I'm going to call it a success...it's pretty good in my opinion...not great...but good :) Now I have a crapload of chili to finish off...probably last me a week or more.&lt;br /&gt;My apartment is pretty clean...and I'm super anal about cleaning stuff and doing dishes...when did I become anal about being clean...that seems odd...&lt;br /&gt;Wireless is crap...I can download off the internet just fine...and everything works fine...but I found out last night I can't even transfer a 200MB file off my roommate's computer without the connection crapping out...so annoyed...off to Fry's to buy a ethernet cable and run it under the carpet...I discovered you could do that easily AFTER I got my wireless crap.&lt;br /&gt;So much hw...damn that Joe for tempting me to go to...well...we all know where Joe likes to go...I wanted to go...it's good for "unwinding"...sometimes. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-109465350274545209?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/109465350274545209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=109465350274545209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/109465350274545209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/109465350274545209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2004/09/grace-period-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-109322087514377776</id><published>2004-08-22T19:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T19:27:55.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why I hate going to Walmart:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom:  Hey where's our cart?  What the hell...did that guy just take our cart?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Excuse me, that's our cart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walmart shopper:  This cart?  No it's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Umm...yeah it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walmart shopper:  Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by that point he starts taking his crap out of our cart... -_-&lt;br /&gt;Tom is my roommate by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-109322087514377776?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/109322087514377776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=109322087514377776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/109322087514377776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/109322087514377776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2004/08/why-i-hate-going-to-walmart-tom-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-109286530288981406</id><published>2004-08-18T16:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T16:41:42.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So the deal with my apartment is, there are officially 3 people on the lease.  But technically only 2 people are going to be living here at any given time.  Brandon wanted in on the lease at the last second.  He wanted a place to keep his furniture since he will be moving in with his girlfriend/fiance in the fall...although he's living with her now anyway, heh.  So he's letting me use all of his furniture and in exchange he wanted to be on the lease in case it didn't work out with Ashley or when his parents came to down.  His parents would NOT be happy if they found out they were living together so he wanted a fall back plan if it came down to it..."I live with Adam...see?  All my furniture is here..."  It's pretty nice furniture.  It saves me alot of trouble and money since I don't have to buy my own now.  Dining room table, a couch, dresser, a bed plus frame, etc etc.  Very nice deal for both parties I think.&lt;br /&gt;I have my room set up so far...I really need to buy a trash can...hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-109286530288981406?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/109286530288981406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=109286530288981406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/109286530288981406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/109286530288981406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2004/08/so-deal-with-my-apartment-is-there-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-109262432008533213</id><published>2004-08-15T21:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T21:45:20.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I'm moving in a few days and I'm currently in Dallas at home, trying to take what I can get away with and hope my parents won't notice...haha j/k.  I currently debating on whether or not I should get a wireless router for my apartment, cost will not be that big of a problem since there are always a bunch of deals and rebates online.  The way my apartment is set up, running a cable into our rooms isn't that big of a problem, but one of the rooms we will have to run a cable through the sink area of the bathroom...and I don't know...that just seems unsightly, so I was thinking about wireless as an option.&lt;br /&gt;I've talked to Pam and Leo about it and they seem to be happy with their wireless and seem to not have any problems with it.  Actually my talk with Leo seemed like he was reading directly out of a technical manual or something...hehe, not that it's a bad thing, it was very helpful.&lt;br /&gt;Seems to be reliable, and from the other people I talked to security isn't going to be that big of a problem and I always have a firewall program running on my computer anyway.  But honestly if someone gets into my computer...I don't care...&lt;em&gt;"oooh...he has homework on his machine! I'll be rich!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so I'm moving late Monday, early Tuesday...shouldn't be too bad, Brandon is letting me use most of his furniture so that is a pretty sweet deal I think.  If you have any umm..."extra" furniture, I'll take it!  Also, I was wanting to get one of those computer desks that fit in corners of a room like the one Alan has since my room isn't that big.  I haven't heard you complain about it Alan so I'm assuming you like it or at least is ok with it?&lt;br /&gt;Yay, my own apartment and a car, I'm excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-109262432008533213?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/109262432008533213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=109262432008533213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/109262432008533213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/109262432008533213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2004/08/so-im-moving-in-few-days-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-109203539393025930</id><published>2004-08-09T01:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T02:11:05.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Around 8 tonight I was getting kind of hungry, so I called up Hunter to see what he was doing for dinner and he said he was having a BBQ with some friends and invited me over, so I headed over to his place. They were all at the park across from his house so I went over there, it was Hunter, his roommate Ming, and a few of Ming's friends. I'm assuming there were all art majors since Ming is one. Wow...they're very nice and friendly people...but they're kinda dumb...not dumb in that annoying way, but just cute and funny. At one point Hunter was talking about an article he had read about people in some New England state saying they saw an unidentified animal on their property frequently late at night and they thought it was a &lt;em&gt;Chupakabra&lt;/em&gt;, of course, nobody knew what that was, so Hunter described it as being a Mexican vampire thing that comes out at night and kills livestock, sheep, and sometimes children. The funny part was it was a while into the conversation before one of the girls finally realized that it wasn't real...I guess Hunter neglected to mention that it was a Mexican folk tale. At another point in the conversation another girl mentioned that her car's AC system was leaking freon and instead of fixing the hose or whatever the car shop just puts in more freon, which of course leaks out. Another girl asked isn't freon bad for the atmosphere and one of the guys said yes, and kind of gave each other a confused look. Me being a huge nerd, I spoke up and said it's because freon is a CFC. Ming asked what that stood for, and I answered, ChloroFluoroCarbon...they said "wow, that's really good" and seemed impressed...yep...the Adam you know is the result of hours upon hours of a combination of the Discovery Channel and History Channel, MTV and VH1 is for losers :P Except for the show "the Fabulous Life of..." - "Britney Spears" and "Paris Hilton." hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-109203539393025930?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/109203539393025930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=109203539393025930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/109203539393025930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/109203539393025930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2004/08/around-8-tonight-i-was-getting-kind-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-109186227049171437</id><published>2004-08-07T02:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T02:04:30.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And thus, a great chapter came to a close tonight. We all went downtown to send off Chuck properly. Instead of staying for his super senior year like the rest of us, he's moving back to Houston for medical school, it's sad.&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I am reminded of why I hate 6th street, it seems all the scumbags of Austin congregate there on late nights. Sure the womens are very good to look at...but trying to talk to one is like trying to talk to a head of cabbage. It's so loud that you really can't even talk to your friends without yelling. And it's almost unavoidable that your party will get separated and you spend a while yelling at each other over the phone because it's so freaking loud you can't hear the person you're talking to.&lt;br /&gt;But it was a fun night nonetheless. On the walk back to the car, we walked by a couple going at it making out on a doorstep of a mostly empty downtown street, after we walked a few feet past them, uncharacteristically, I turned around and shouted "do her in the butt! do her in the butt!" Dunno, I blame the schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-109186227049171437?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/109186227049171437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=109186227049171437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/109186227049171437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/109186227049171437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2004/08/and-thus-great-chapter-came-to-close.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-109151959764731281</id><published>2004-08-03T02:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T02:53:17.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate my life.  Why am I so pissed off all the time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-109151959764731281?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/109151959764731281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=109151959764731281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/109151959764731281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/109151959764731281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-hate-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-109017395735053977</id><published>2004-07-18T12:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T13:08:56.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night a noise woke me up around 4am. Someone was knocking on the door next door...I try and ignore&amp;nbsp;it and try and go back to sleep. More knocking and more knocking turned into pounding and possibly kicking of the door for the next ~5-10 minutes. So I get out of bed. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me pissed off:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;What the FUCK are you doing?!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dumbass number 2:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Dude, it's his room.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dumbass number 1:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Yeah. I don't have my key and my roommate won't wake up.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me annoyed: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well maybe he's not there, go to the front desk and ask for a spare key.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dumbas number 1:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Yeah well or I could stand here and keep knocking on the door.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me really pissed off:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Fuck you &amp;nbsp;dumbass. &lt;slams&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(stood next to door and listened to dumbasses)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dumbass number 2:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Dude, maybe we should go to the front desk and get a key.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dumbass number 1:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Yeah, ok.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Yeah...not my proudest moment...but jeez that &lt;em&gt;seriously&lt;/em&gt; pissed me off. How can you be THAT stupid and inconsiderate of others?? I hate living in the dorms and I hate kids. Yes, I feel that I am now old enough to start calling them kids. Also, good thing this isn't "Minority Report" because if it were, I would have been arrested for the future murder of the two dumbasses outside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-109017395735053977?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/109017395735053977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=109017395735053977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/109017395735053977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/109017395735053977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2004/07/last-night-noise-woke-me-up-around-4am_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-108880951348461815</id><published>2004-07-02T17:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T18:08:58.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have to complain, sorry. But it bugged the hell out of me. Granted I do realize my class is incredibly easy, especially since it's an "engineering" class and all. But Thursday was the last straw...I was about to lose it. I know patience and temper are definitely not my virtues. So, in order to post our research projects online they decided it would be a good idea for us to break into groups and be responsible for each aspect of the process. For example one group is responsible for teaching the class how to handle FTP while another group is responsible for Frontpage, etc.&lt;br /&gt;My group's responsibility was to teach the class how to setup a portfolio online through a service provided by the engineering department. So Thursday in class the TA...whom I might add is an American Studies grad student, proceeded to show us what we needed to know for our portion of the presentation. It was so simple a trained monkey could do it...there was an online wizard on the webpage that walked you through the entire process. The TA treated it like it like was some complicated process and that we all had the IQ of chipmunks.&lt;br /&gt;Another part of the assignment was to make a handout so people could do it themselves...now, I'm kind of anal when it comes to documents and Excel and such, but these guys took it to a whole new level. As easy and self-explanatory as the wizard was, they wanted to take screenshots of each step of the wizard and paste it onto the handout with the set of instructions...it drove me nuts. Something that would take 1 minute to show someone how to do, they took over an our...I wanted to kill someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-108880951348461815?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/108880951348461815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=108880951348461815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/108880951348461815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/108880951348461815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-have-to-complain-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-108829120638775968</id><published>2004-06-26T18:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T18:06:46.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So lame...I'm stuck here at work Saturdays even though Nathan said it would be "temporary." Monica and Sam were having a BBQ today and I couldn't go because some nerdy chicken-necked douche likes to come in EVERYDAY and sit in front of a computer. I swear...you'd think someone like that would have a computer at home. In any case, I'm about to close up and go home.&lt;br /&gt;Not only that. I called around and people seem to be out of town or already have plans...so I'm going to find something to eat and sit at home by myself.&lt;br /&gt;In an unrelated matter, do you think it's weird to read one of your friend's journals and feel genuinely bad for them? Like someone you don't know that well. Well, I did...what's going on, I'm getting soft :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-108829120638775968?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/108829120638775968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=108829120638775968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/108829120638775968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/108829120638775968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2004/06/so-lame.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-108793785525886334</id><published>2004-06-22T15:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T15:57:35.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm...I haven't posted in so long that Blogger changed their layout and I didn't know. I really don't like it...boo.&lt;br /&gt;I'm posting in class...yep, I'm so bored I've resorted to posting on my poor neglected blog. Oh well. That's what happens when you get an English professor to each an engineering class...lame, it's such a big BS class.&lt;br /&gt;So Sunday I went biking with my friend Brandon, it was...so not enjoyable since once again I neglected to eat before we left. We rode from his girlfriend's apartment at 38th Street, down to Zilker Park...that's about 7 to 8 miles I believe. The first leg of the trip was fine...the seat hurt my butt a little but all was well, we rode down and yep...we stopped off for snowcones...oh god they're good...and the girls are still as hot. Then we went a little further into the park itself. On the way back, there's that railroad bridge on Lamar that we went up...it's alot steeper than it looks when you're in a car since you're going under it...but going over it...yeah, I almost killed myself on that incline. After that I made it to about 6th Street before I just couldn't go anymore. It's not that my legs were tired or I couldn't catch my breath. I just physically couldn't "go" anymore. Well, I guess that's what I get for not eating...no fuel. So went half-biked and walked to about 24th Street by campus where the bike started feeling like it weighed a ton as I was pushing it along. Way lame...but Brandon rode back and picked me up in his car. So that was my first biking experience in more than 5 years, so the lesson was, don't try and ride someone else's route if you haven't ridden a bike in a long time, and to always eat something before do something outdoors. My butt hurts, stupid bike seat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-108793785525886334?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/108793785525886334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=108793785525886334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/108793785525886334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/108793785525886334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2004/06/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-108330067682405286</id><published>2004-04-29T23:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T01:02:40.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things from class this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;French guy:&lt;/strong&gt; "Dr. Bishop, you need any help?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dr. Bishop:&lt;/strong&gt; "No that's ok, I love cleaning blackboards for other people..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;French guy:&lt;/strong&gt; "Heh, no, I mean, can I do it with you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asian guy:&lt;/strong&gt; "Dude, why are you being so...you know, today...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;French guy:&lt;/strong&gt; "What? You mean why am I being so silly today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Asian guy:&lt;/strong&gt; "No...I mean why are you being so homo today??"&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not...the Asian guy was &lt;em&gt;NOT&lt;/em&gt; me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another class on the 6th floor of RLM, some asshole drives down Dean Keaton with very very loud bass, the thudding sets off ALL the alarms of the cars parked along the street.  Very annoying.  The professor stops, glares out the window...then says "you know...sometimes I wish I had a 270 with a scope..." Most of the class laughed, some people gasped.  Dr. Mear quickly said "oh, no, I didn't want to shoot that guy...I'm a peaceful man..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-108330067682405286?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/108330067682405286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=108330067682405286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/108330067682405286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/108330067682405286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2004/04/things-from-class-this-week-french-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-108158518495606908</id><published>2004-04-10T03:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T03:22:31.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yes, oh yes...yet another quiz :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stanford.edu/~atd10/quizes/fgquiz.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.stanford.edu/~atd10/quizes/stewie.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stanford.edu/~atd10/quizes/fgquiz.html"&gt;Which Family Guy character are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-108158518495606908?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/108158518495606908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=108158518495606908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/108158518495606908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/108158518495606908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2004/04/oh-yes-oh-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-107958146999329271</id><published>2004-03-17T21:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T21:46:53.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Much fun was had by all...but I'm too lazy to blog about it...I'll let Grey do that :P&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will be available as soon as I stop being lazy...so that might be  a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-107958146999329271?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/107958146999329271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=107958146999329271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/107958146999329271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/107958146999329271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2004/03/much-fun-was-had-by-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-107843884365392073</id><published>2004-03-04T16:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T16:25:04.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well...the gallery is coming sooner or later...no time...school, tests...more FF :P&lt;br /&gt;Grey pointed out that if I could focus my frustration, anger, and hate into a chi ball...it would probably be large enough to destroy the world...if not engulf it entirely...&lt;br /&gt;The other day we went to Din Ho for some tasty tasty Chinese food.  The table near us sounded like there was a black guy sitting there...but we keep looking and looking...and low and behold...no black guy to be found.  Aparrantly Vietnamese boys think they're gangsta black now...  Their ancestors weep for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-107843884365392073?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/107843884365392073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=107843884365392073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/107843884365392073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/107843884365392073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2004/03/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-107765928031031466</id><published>2004-02-24T15:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T15:50:01.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All I seem to do now is play Final Fantasy...and when I'm studying or reading...I'm fishing in Final Fantasy...  Since I'm such an addict, I might as well go all the way, coming soon - Photo-Journal of the Adventures of a Chipmunk Named Wiget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-107765928031031466?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/107765928031031466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=107765928031031466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/107765928031031466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/107765928031031466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2004/02/all-i-seem-to-do-now-is-play-final.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-107691634682932663</id><published>2004-02-16T01:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T01:27:39.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So is it bad to trust someone so unquestioningly?  I feel I can talk to you about anything and be open with you.  But I'm afraid that might make you not trust me because I talk to you about things that I maybe should not with someone else.  That you'd think if you told me something personal I'd go off and tell someone else.  Some things I guess I shouldn't share with someone else...But why do I feel so compelled to talk to you about things?  I guess I have no reason to doubt you and I feel that you would never have any reason to say or do anything that would be harmful towards me.  I hope my trust isn't misplaced.  I hope you don't take this in offense...as I don't trust anyone and suspect everyone.  I was riding the freight elevator the other day after work and I remembered the time when we wrote it up and down RLM because you wanted to find where the freight door unloaded to.  Ah...good times.  I'm glad I have a friend like you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-107691634682932663?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/107691634682932663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=107691634682932663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/107691634682932663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/107691634682932663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2004/02/so-is-it-bad-to-trust-someone-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-107518814991143263</id><published>2004-01-27T01:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T01:24:02.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well...You know you're getting old when your best friend from high school gets engaged...I feel old now...it's official. But on a lighter note, congratulations to Brandon and Ashley...even though neither of them know about or read this site.  I hope everything works out for them.  I don't really know Ashley all that well and I have mixed reactions toward her, but if she makes Brandon happy and he loves her, then that's good enough for me, not that my opinion really matters in this case.&lt;br /&gt;Which leads me to think about where I am myself.  Things were so easy and uncomplicated when we were little, we hang out...catch a movie, play video games.  It seems I haven't grown past that and he seems light years ahead of me. I know I sound a little jealous and in some ways I am, what guy wouldn't be? It must be a good feeling to have the love of a girl, but that's clearly something I have no concept of.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously would not care if the spent the rest of my life by myself. For the time being FF is very appealing...I get back exactly the time I put into it, much more than I can say about dealing with people in real life, if that makes me a loser, then whatever, I'm a loser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-107518814991143263?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/107518814991143263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=107518814991143263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/107518814991143263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/107518814991143263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2004/01/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-107467339157141527</id><published>2004-01-21T02:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T02:24:38.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So...I've been falling out of habit of updating this site...and my other blog too...  Probably because I have nothing to write about.  I wake up, I go to class, work, school, homework, studying.  Oh...and I try to eat at least once or twice a day.  When I get the chance, I go hang out with friends, but mostly I'm addicted to playing Final Fantasy XI.  So nothing exciting, and now that school has started again...same old same old.  Christmas vacation was nice...I sat on my butt for 4 weeks straight and did nothing constructive...it was a lot nicer than you may think.  This semester I'm taking Structural Analysis and lab, Fluid Dynamics and lab, Linear Systems Analysis thank god no lab, Dynamics, and an EE class.  Sounds exciting right?  &lt;br /&gt;So between school, work, some good friends, and alot of FFXI, who needs to meet girls?  I quit.   &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-107467339157141527?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/107467339157141527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=107467339157141527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/107467339157141527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/107467339157141527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2004/01/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-107260883194719363</id><published>2003-12-28T04:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-28T05:01:04.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another year older...but not necessarily another year wiser...like how I chose to stay up until 5am.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas this year was kinda crappy. But eh...it's ok. My birthday was mediocre at best...I really wish I could have gone back to Austin for my birthday and for New Years.  Being at home isn't so bad I guess, I haven't spent time with my family since I left for school back in August.&lt;br /&gt;Classes went ok this semester...as bad and as busy as it was, next semester is going to be worse, can't wait. Guess I have another 3 weeks of sitting around to look forward to, at least that'll give me plenty of time for Final Fantasy.  Huzzah!&lt;br /&gt;Lastly. I'll need to go harrass one of my friends who is waitressing at Chili's, should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;Also...anyone going to be in Dallas in the coming month? I'll be home...bored...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-107260883194719363?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/107260883194719363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=107260883194719363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/107260883194719363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/107260883194719363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/12/another-year-older.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-107070037888290188</id><published>2003-12-06T02:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T02:50:56.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The time, 12:45 am, the showdown between the members of AIAA and ASME face off on the ice to answer the age old question.  Which engineers make better broomball/hockey players?  It was a slaughter, the poor mechanical engineers never stood a chance let alone even score a single time.  Go Aerospace, yay!  God I'm tired...and running on ice with shoes can be mighty tricky, one wrong move and splat you go.  I manage to save myself from falling nearly every time.  By the way, AIAA stands for the American Institute of Aeronautics and Astronautics, and ASME stands for the American Society of Mechanical Engineers.  Coincidentally I'm friends with the president of ASME...who thought I showed up to play on her team...but I would never betray my own peoples.  Hehe.  Gonna level my little midget to level 13...so close, then I'm going to bed.  And eventually, I'll have to start studying for finals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-107070037888290188?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/107070037888290188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=107070037888290188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/107070037888290188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/107070037888290188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/12/time-1245-am-showdown-between-members.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-106970523767646854</id><published>2003-11-24T14:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T14:23:17.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="1" bordercolor="black" width="270" height="182" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="0" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=100 height="133" bgcolor="black"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.aliasinsider.com/images/quizzes/jack.jpg" alt="I am Jack!" width="100" height="133"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width=170 align=center valign=middle&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma, Arial, sans-serif" size="-1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am Jack!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cryptic, stoic &amp; a master of deception... you handle everything &lt;br /&gt;with a straight face and iron-fisted resolve. You're just a little &lt;br /&gt;bit... umm... scary... at times, but we know you'd never hurt anyone... if they didn't deserve it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" nowrap&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma, Arial, sans-serif" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.AliasInsider.com/quizzes/AliasCharacter.htm"&gt;Which Alias character are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-106970523767646854?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/106970523767646854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=106970523767646854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/106970523767646854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/106970523767646854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/11/i-am-jack-cryptic-stoic-master-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-106828658416180800</id><published>2003-11-08T04:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-08T04:16:22.103-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, tonight was certainly an interesting night.  Man I'm beat.  I got a ride from Tom, a friend from class, and we went to pick up our friend Barbie.  Tom was having some friends in town so they were gonna do some partying at his place or something.  It was kinda boring, his friends were kinda snooty and assholish...even Tom acknowledged that...they were his friends from highschool, I guess people change alot when they go to college.  I left earlier with Barbara and went back to her place for a while, watched some weird show on VH1 about the '80's...it was weird and nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;After that we decided to go to 6th Street so I waited for her to change and stuff...womens take forever to change, but dang...it was worth the wait.  We took the E Bus downtown.  That was an interesting ride, these 3 guys got on with a girl, and the girl was like "ok, since we're taking the bus, you guys owe me 3 songs."  They were pretty trashed, and so they were just singing...it was really funny.  We went to Spiro's since some of Barbara's friends told her about some party that's going on there.  What we didn't know that it was a separate area of the club.  I found out later it was a party for the Vietnamese Students Association.  Dang...I never thought I'd crash an Asian party with a white girl...she was like the only one there too, so that was certainly interesting.  When we tried to get into the party, this bouncer guy stopped her (she was leading the way) and told her it was a separate party, so then I was standing in front of the doors and he asked if I was waiting to get it, and I said "yeah"...so he let us in...what a dumbass...oh well.  Most likely because I was Asian...maybe they told him not to let any white peoples through?  I dunno.  There were so many hot Asian girls there, but they all seemed like the skanky stuck up Asian sorority bitch type of Asian girl, so BOO to that.  We met up with some of her friends finally.  I danced with her a little...but it wasn't planned...I sorta wasn't dressed for the occasion.  Afterwards we went to Denny's with her friends, where her friend Henry was really trashed and just spilling everything...the waitress thought it was cute...but we made sure we tipped her ALOT...  Dropping me off at my dorm was another story...so Henry had his head out the window throwing cheese crackers and yelling at people, i.e. - &lt;em&gt;"Hey fuckhead!  You want a cheese cracker?!"  &lt;/em&gt;To this FOB Indian guy...it was pretty hilarious...and stupid.  Good thing we weren't on Riverside...we probably would have all been shot...  What a night...and now I'm tired...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-106828658416180800?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/106828658416180800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=106828658416180800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/106828658416180800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/106828658416180800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/11/well-tonight-was-certainly-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-106679430768056006</id><published>2003-10-21T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T11:13:33.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src ="http://www.familyguyfiles.com/citizens/wallpapers/TN_fg.evil.monkey.JPG"&gt;  &lt;---  ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-106679430768056006?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/106679430768056006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=106679430768056006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/106679430768056006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/106679430768056006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/10/me.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-106671761566866531</id><published>2003-10-21T01:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T01:26:55.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I left the lab around 7:30 tonight after unsuccessfully trying to figure out my EE homework, I was going to go eat with David possibly, but Para decided to show up an hour and 15 minutes late, eesh.&lt;br /&gt;On my way back home, I ran into this girl I've known for 3 years.   I talked with her for a bit.  Granted it's been a while since I've seen her...but still.  I've known her for 3 years.  I think I was so stressed about everything, worrying about everything, etc...it took me about 5 minutes after she left until I finally remembered what her name was...I was like..."Lindsey...Lisa?...Libby?  OOOOH ABBY!!"  Duh...I can't believe I couldn't remember, she lived down the hall from me last year in Jester.  She asked for my number and invited me to a few upcoming parties...we'll see if I make it to them...meh.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow morning I have to go into office hours because I did horrible on my EE test :-X and then I have to go get advised so I can register for classes next week.  Those useless advisors gotta earn their pay somehow I guess...  I also found out today I have a thermo test wednesday, surprise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-106671761566866531?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/106671761566866531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=106671761566866531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/106671761566866531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/106671761566866531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/10/i-left-lab-around-730-tonight-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-106662266537658002</id><published>2003-10-19T23:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T01:17:31.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To make this post as vague as possible, this has nothing to do with any of you regular readers, just so none of you take it the wrong way, heh.   I am growing more and more aware of people's changes in attitude toward me.  And I must say I am quite distraught.  I want to be patient and see what's wrong and take the time to understand what happened and not jump to any rash conclusions.  I am an adult, and I should contemplate my actions before I make them and be understanding.   But you all should know by now that Adam is not the most patient man in the world.  Part of me wants to return the favor and say "hey, who the hell do you think you are anyway?  Screw you too."  Yadda yadda yadda...vague enough? :P  &lt;br /&gt;Am I really that good a pushing people away?  Do I disgust you?  What?  I don't want to force a confrontation, I am afraid of what I might hear, but I want to know how you feel.  If you have something to say, you might as well say it, since it doesn't matter how I feel anyway, you might as well say whatever you want.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sick of caring, I can't take anymore of this crap along with my classes... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-106662266537658002?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/106662266537658002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=106662266537658002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/106662266537658002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/106662266537658002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/10/to-make-this-post-as-vague-as-possible.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-106602441627745809</id><published>2003-10-13T00:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T00:54:20.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nintendo has taught me some valuable life lessons -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson no. 1:&lt;/strong&gt; If someone gets between you and your woman, you should either stomp on his head or light him on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson no. 2:&lt;/strong&gt; Look before you leap into that green pipe of commitment, or else the piranha plant of emotional baggage might bite you in the butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, most importantly, &lt;strong&gt;Lesson no. 3:&lt;/strong&gt; You can search all you want for the girl of your dreams – you can brave the dungeon of vulnerability, avoid the fireballs of embarrassment and dodge the dragon of apocalyptic, life-shattering rejection – but seven times out of eight your only reward will be a midget in a vest saying, "Sorry, your princess is in another castle."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-106602441627745809?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/106602441627745809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=106602441627745809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/106602441627745809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/106602441627745809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/10/nintendo-has-taught-me-some-valuable.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-106496268002122815</id><published>2003-09-30T17:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-30T17:58:30.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sunday I drop by the lab to give David some games, Alan drops by with a bucket of fried chicken, mmm mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Man, what was up that girl's ass?  Jeez."&lt;br /&gt;"She just got sand in her vagina."&lt;br /&gt;"So she'll be getting pearls soon huh?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, and they'll even smell like the ocean!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-106496268002122815?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/106496268002122815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=106496268002122815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/106496268002122815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/106496268002122815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/09/sunday-i-drop-by-lab-to-give-david.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-106338497445452160</id><published>2003-09-12T11:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-12T11:48:35.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eat lightsaber death evil doer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://pmcl.ph.utexas.edu/~Rurouni/images/pics/duel arm.JPG" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-106338497445452160?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/106338497445452160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=106338497445452160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/106338497445452160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/106338497445452160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/09/eat-lightsaber-death-evil-doer.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-106331128848460316</id><published>2003-09-11T15:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T15:14:48.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's time for a fun entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gaijindesign.com/lawriemalen/jedi" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gaijindesign.com/lawriemalen/jedi/jedimaster.jpg" width="285" height="123" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;:: how jedi are you? ::&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-106331128848460316?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/106331128848460316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=106331128848460316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/106331128848460316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/106331128848460316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/09/its-time-for-fun-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-106317612267702820</id><published>2003-09-10T01:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T01:44:16.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why can't things ever just work out for me?  It can't be bad luck can it? After all there is no such thing.  Why can't the world and the universe just throw me a fucking bone? Every time something good actually happens to me I just end up disappointed in the end. Disappointed, empty, and angry. I'm not a bad person, why do I deserve this? What have I done to deserve to have something dangled in front of me seemingly within grasp and then cruelly and abruptly pulled away? I feel as if the god I don't believe it is pointing and laughing at me. No matter what I do, no matter what I try, nothing ever goes the way I want it to. Am I just cursed?&lt;br /&gt;You ever wonder why I'm so angry and pissed off all the time? Maybe it's because my life is nothing but disappointment.  Yes...even when I'm smiling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-106317612267702820?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/106317612267702820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=106317612267702820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/106317612267702820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/106317612267702820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/09/why-cant-things-ever-just-work-out-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-106248404493270738</id><published>2003-09-02T01:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-02T01:27:24.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah what a weekend, I'm just glad we had a 3 day weekend...hope everyone had a good Labor Day...or at least a day off from everything.  Saturday I went over to Chuck's to see his new place in Far West, it was pretty nice...rent is very cheap there too.  His power supply died so we made a trip out to Fry's to pick one up.  Now he has "&lt;a href="http://pmcl.ph.utexas.edu/~Rurouni/images/pics/divine%20power.jpg"&gt;divine power&lt;/a&gt;!"  And the lesson of that is not to buy 500 watt power supplies for $20.  Later we just hung out with Brandon and the wife, had pizza, play some Mario and watched TV.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning I leave for Dallas with Amy.  Later on we went the Galleria in Dallas with our little sister.  I haven't been there in years.  It's a lot nicer than I remember...  I thought this was pretty interesting, it was in a display case in middle of the mall...I didn't know which store it was associated with...  A jeweled &lt;a href="http://pmcl.ph.utexas.edu/~Rurouni/images/pics/spider.jpg"&gt;spider&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://pmcl.ph.utexas.edu/~Rurouni/images/pics/grasshopper.jpg"&gt;grasshopper&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Monday I spend the morning and afternoon with my family, it was pretty nice...tv and coffee, hehe.  My family went out to see Pirates of the Caribbean, but I had my own plans.  I went to see The Medallion with Janine, Erica, and her friends.  Jackie is so great, hahah, it was a pretty good movie...really funny too.  Walked around the mall for a bit...that sort of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-106248404493270738?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/106248404493270738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=106248404493270738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/106248404493270738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/106248404493270738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/09/ah-what-weekend-im-just-glad-we-had-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-106178231601232555</id><published>2003-08-24T22:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T22:56:07.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This will be my first journal entry complete with visual aides!!!  So click to see pictures! :)&lt;br /&gt;So, this weekend turned out really fun, not that I didn't think it wasn't going to be.  Friday Amy drives up to pick me up and we drive back down to Austin.  As you can see &lt;a href="http://pmcl.ph.utexas.edu/~Rurouni/images/pics/houston/Amy%20drives.jpg"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;, she's such a safe driver...with her leg up and talking on her phone.  We get into &lt;a href="http://pmcl.ph.utexas.edu/~Rurouni/images/pics/houston/Ut.jpg"&gt; Austin&lt;/a&gt; and start moving the remainder of my stuff into my room.  I unpack and go to bed...so tired...sweated torrents...  Saturday morning David comes to pick me up and we meet up at Alan's place and get into our prospective cars and we're on our way.  I ride with Alan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan: "Hey David, so you have your mom's cell phone right?"&lt;br /&gt;David: "Oops, I forgot it."&lt;br /&gt;Alan: Ok then, here, take the hand radio so we can communicate on the way." &lt;hands radio over to David&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on-&lt;br /&gt;Alan: "Hey Adam, get David on the radio and tell him to meet at the Exxon up ahead."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Umm...no answer...he&amp;nbsp; might not have turned it on but $10 says he forgot it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on-&lt;br /&gt;David: "Oops...I forgot it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it into Houston around 11 and meet up with Pam and Leo at &lt;a href="http://pmcl.ph.utexas.edu/~Rurouni/images/pics/houston/Hong%20kong%20supermarket.jpg"&gt; Ocean Palace&lt;/a&gt; for dim sum...mmm...it was good eatin'. After that we go  to Dave &amp; Buster for some gaming. It was pretty interesting and they had some pretty crazy games.  Here's Pam playing the &lt;a href="http://pmcl.ph.utexas.edu/~Rurouni/images/pics/houston/Pammy%20horsey.jpg"&gt;pony&lt;/a&gt; game, it was hilarious.  After making some rounds, we all engaged in some furious toe-to-toe action in Mechwarrior: Firestorm.  It was pretty intense, we each got our own cockpits and everything, we played 3 rounds.  The first round we just ran around and killed each other.  Second round Alan and I teamed up against some cocky outsider who thought it was l33t with his "Mechwarrior" t-shirt and all.  We beat him down...but he was being cheap and kept picking off the weaker opponents.&amp;nbsp; The third round most of us agreed to not fire on each other...but OBVIOUSLY some of us didn't hear it...we ganged up on the outsiders again, it was great...Except poor Pammy who kept getting hit in the back.  We left D&amp;B and grabbed some ice cream and hung out at Pam and Leo's apartment for a while.  Went back to Ocean Palace for dinner, good stuff.  Afterwards we couldn't decide on what to do and what to watch so we just hung out until gradually we started taking casualties to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we hung out some more and went to a pizza place, it was great!  The pizza was really good.  Here's Leo examining the the quality of their&lt;a href="http://pmcl.ph.utexas.edu/~Rurouni/images/pics/houston/Pam%20and%20leo.jpg"&gt; red peppers&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; We also played with Pam and Leo's&lt;a href="http://pmcl.ph.utexas.edu/~Rurouni/images/pics/houston/Tiff%20and%20vicks.jpg"&gt; cats&lt;/a&gt; a lot, they're really cute.  Meet &lt;a href="http://pmcl.ph.utexas.edu/~Rurouni/images/pics/houston/Tiff.jpg"&gt;Tiff&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://pmcl.ph.utexas.edu/~Rurouni/images/pics/houston/Vicks.jpg"&gt; Vicks&lt;/a&gt;.  Afterwards we hung out some more and decided vacate the home of our most gracious hosts.  Thank you Leo and Pam.  I went with David and Joe to get some groceries and pastries in Chinatown, pretty cool over there, grabbed some drinks and talked for a bit.  Then we were on our way back to Austin.  For people who don't know...I went down to Houston with three different Davids...Asian parents need to get a little more creative I think.&lt;br /&gt;So we get onto 71 from I10 and sometime past 8pm, I needed to go to the restroom and David needed to get gas.  So we pull over into a gas station and I hop out and rush inside..."sorry, the restrooms are out of order." Damn...so I storm outside to try and find a tree...they're all along the highway...so I ruled that out...I ended up peeing against a lamp post...talk about ghetto.  So here we are, 3 Asian boys out in middle of nowhere after dark, one's getting gas, one's &lt;a href="http://pmcl.ph.utexas.edu/~Rurouni/images/pics/houston/Joe%20smoking.jpg"&gt; smoking&lt;/a&gt;, and one's peeing against a post...I think the lady inside was about to call the cops or something.  By the time I get back, my friend had already moved in and rearranged the furniture...I wish I would have been smart enough to find where the emperature controls were and arrange the room in a pleasing way.  Anyway, turned out to be a fun weekend...and now back to face the horrors of reality.  Boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-106178231601232555?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/106178231601232555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=106178231601232555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/106178231601232555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/106178231601232555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/08/this-will-be-my-first-journal-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-105942006266551404</id><published>2003-07-28T14:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-28T14:22:25.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> Another fun weekend to add under my belt.  Friday and went over to a friend's place and bbqed...mmm steak.  Getting to fire started was an adventure in itself...when you're grilling and at least 2 guys are there who like to play with fire...  Think lots of smoke, and using almost an entire bottle of lighter fluid.  I ended up crashing there for the night.  Saturday I went to get some food with a friend and went back over my friend's place where I was Friday night, hung out there for a while, and then left.  Didn't get enough sleep Friday, hehe.  Sunday I went to the mall with my sister and ran into alot of people at the mall.  We met up with some of my friends and some of my sister's friends over at Applebee's for dinner, it was pretty good.  Their magaritas are pretty weak.  Then we went to go see Tomb Raider! :)  Pretty good movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minor pitfalls from this weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night while at my friend's place, I was starting to get pissed off and annoyed at people for things I probably shouldn't disclose online, so I just sat on the couch and kept quiet watching another one of my friends play Super Metroid 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(4 girls walk into the apartment)&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Friend:&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;em&gt;Hey Adam, come meet the girls!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;em&gt;Eh, why bother, I probably won't remember their names after tonight anyway, and vice versa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girls:&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;em&gt;*Giggle Giggle*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;em&gt;No seriously, I wasn't being cute, I really don't care who you are.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, in my own defense, I'm not the most mature person when I'm pissed off.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunday night at Applebee's, I ordered the "Honey BBQ Rib Tips", it was pretty good by the way.  But while ordering, I accidently slurred the end of it:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;em&gt;Yes, I'd like the Honey BBQ Rib Tits...I mean! the Honey BBQ Rib Tits!  Ah crap...TIPS!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, you could tell the waitress was trying her best to not start laughing.  It was pretty embarrassing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-105942006266551404?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/105942006266551404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=105942006266551404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/105942006266551404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/105942006266551404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/07/another-fun-weekend-to-add-under-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-105911004603057003</id><published>2003-07-25T00:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-25T00:14:06.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, well, I got my new phone today...new phone number will be available tomorrow I'm hoping.  So here is the lesson of the week.  You try and save $300 and get a new phone for free, you're going to have to work for it, and also...I'm NEVER ordering from Amazon.com ever again.  So last week I put in my order, all was fine and dandy.  Later last week I get an email saying my item was going to be "delayed."  So I write them an email about how I'd like my phone BEFORE my old subscription ended, so they said ok, we'll give you free 2 day shipping.  That was reason, so I went with that.  Earlier this week, I get another email from Amazon.com saying something to the extent of - our wireless order system is screwed up, unfortunately your order was one of the one's affected, so to prevent further complications and delays, we've taken the liberty of canceling your order.  I write a second email, they responding - of course apologizing telling me I'm welcome to try ordering again, and THIS time they'd give me free next day shipping.  That was reasonable enough, so I ordered again and sure enough they upgraded my shipping to next day for free, I get my phone within 2 days (today).  All seemed well, I got my phone, it's all cool and everything right?  WRONG!!!  I followed their phone/account activation to the letter...nothing happens.  So I call T-Mobile...they tell me since I bought my phone through Amazon's wireless distributor, they'd have to activate it for me...I look through Amazon's webpage...no help...not a single phone number is listed.  So I email then...AGAIN...  Yet again, I get an email apologizing for this and that...apparently in their rush to mail my phone...they didn't log my SIM card number or my phone serial so they could activate my phone...of course by the time I get this their business hours where over...so I'm going to have to call them tomorrow to activate my phone...  All this for a free $300 phone...I dunno, it might be worth it...it wouldn't be such a big hassle if those asshats would quit doing such a half assed job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-105911004603057003?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/105911004603057003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=105911004603057003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/105911004603057003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/105911004603057003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/07/ok-well-i-got-my-new-phone-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-105876831315598959</id><published>2003-07-21T01:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-21T01:32:09.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah man, I'm so tired.  What a fun filled weekend.  Friday  I hung out at Alan's after going to K&amp;G's to get suits for Monica's wedding.  Saturday I went to Zilker again with my friend Chuck and tossed around a Frisbee for a while, it was so hot.  So we treated ourselves to some snow cones...mmm...they were so good.  Afterwards we played some DC and I went to bed early because I was exhausted.  Sunday morning Alan and I go eat an Manny Hatans, or whatever it's called, the prices were really high for sandwiches, at least they were decent sandwiches...but never going there again...  We went and picked up our suits from being altered, and then later on we left for Monica's wedding!  I successfully navigated us to Umlauf's Sculpture Garden, go me!  The wedding was nice, it would have been nicer if there weren't so many mosquitoes and so hot.  So in short, should have been an indoor wedding, suits aren't exactly fun to wear in Texas summer weather.  But anyway, it was a nice wedding regardless, Congratulations Sam and Monica!  You crazy kids.  The usual gang showed up, minus Joe...What a bum, I don't remember what his excuse was for not showing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pmcl.ph.utexas.edu/~Rurouni/Monica%20Wedding/adam/myalbum.htm"&gt;PICTURES!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My camera performs pretty poorly in low light conditions, I also photoshopped these the lazy way, I recently installed Paintshop Pro 8, I heard from friends it was better for touching up photographs and such, so I thought I'd give it a whirl.  My lazy way is that I figured out how to do batch jobs with PSP, so it did all the pictures by itself, depending on whatever parameters I gave it.  Some of the pictures are sort of grainy, but that's due to low light and all, boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-105876831315598959?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/105876831315598959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=105876831315598959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/105876831315598959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/105876831315598959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/07/ah-man-im-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-105824385474918915</id><published>2003-07-14T23:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-14T23:37:34.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dreamscape.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll follow suite, I've been having a series of dreams the past couple of nights.  I keep having dreams where random girls I knew from high school show up in them, including this one girl that I haven't thought about it a while, and would rather not have been reminded.  I find myself waking up with this incredibly strong sense of nostalgia, a feeling coupled with regret and disappointment.  Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-105824385474918915?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/105824385474918915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=105824385474918915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/105824385474918915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/105824385474918915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/07/dreamscape.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-105805552573988773</id><published>2003-07-12T19:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T19:22:34.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Zilker today and played outside for a bit...man oh man it was hot...so we were only out there for 2 hours or so.  After that, we went to get snow cones.  Man, these were the best snow cones EVER...both in the taste aspect, and the sights aspect.  The line there was incredibly long...of course when we got up there to order we could see why, you put 3 incredibly hot girls inside a small trailer/booth serving icy beverages on a hot day, it's going to be an instant hit.  But the snow cones themselves were good, so all in all - *best...snow cone...EVER...*  Snow Beach on South Lamar by Zilker, go check it out!  I hadn't eaten or drank anything before going out...so I was about to pass out...not a good idea, went to eat at Taco Cabana...mmm mmm.  :P  Now I'm smelly and tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-105805552573988773?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/105805552573988773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=105805552573988773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/105805552573988773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/105805552573988773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/07/went-to-zilker-today-and-played.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-105768474149926538</id><published>2003-07-08T12:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-08T12:19:24.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went a saw T3 Saturday night, exciting.  I was expecting a bad movie, but it turned out to be pretty good, it was a lot funnier than the previous Terminator movies.  Of course it also helps that the villain is hot.  The chase scene was probably the best I've seen in a while.  Good old nuclear holocaust.  So if you haven't seen it yet, go see it!  It was much better than the last movie I watched, the Matrix Reloaded...no 15 minute caveman rave/sex seen...Keanu Reeve's ass is the last thing I wanted to see.  Ahh...my eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-105768474149926538?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/105768474149926538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=105768474149926538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/105768474149926538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/105768474149926538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-went-saw-t3-saturday-night-exciting.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-105743160221256671</id><published>2003-07-05T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-05T14:00:02.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so incredibly pissed off right now...Never have a felt such anger and rage...You wouldn't like me when I'm angry...haha, ok, so I'm not *that* pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;July 4th was pretty fun overall, Alan, invited us over for bbq, games, movies, and other general merriment.  I brought my computer over and so did David.  Soon afterwards though, David's computer appeared to have burned out and my computer began to surcome to the ravages of a virus.  SO that pretty much killed the gaming right there, but we did manage to watch something on the order of 6 or 7 movies.&lt;br /&gt;So we all leave around 2:30am after the last movie ends, Old School, hehe.  David para helps me haul my diseased hulk of a computer up to my room, thanks :)  I come in only to find some chump puking in my toilet and in the bathroom...in general.  My suitemate told me that he was having some friends over, I EVEN let him borrow my extra mattress...it just goes to show you that no good deed is really ever gone unpunished.  They're loud until pretty late, but that's ok since I was trying to save my dying computer.  Now they're running around in his room, in the hall, and in the bathroom being loud little fucks...they're out "playing in the hall" or some gay shit like that.  From this day forth I vow to completely stop being a considerate suitemate, I'm going to stop taking his stuff out of the shower for him, instead I'll just throw it out on the floor, I'm NOT going to turn my music down for him when he asks, when he asks me for anything, I'll just tell him to kiss my fat yellow ass, and I'm just going to be the biggest asshole in the world.  I'm going to report anything he does against policy to my RA immediately.  Basically, that little fuck has pissed me off to the point where I feel like bashing his head in, I haven't even showered yet...  I mean, should I really have to ask them to be quiet?  I know for sure you guys wouldn't run around in a dormitory screaming at the lot of your lungs.  My wrath has been unleashed, let the speaker war begin anew!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thank god I still have my laptop...Everyone with a corporate copy of windows seems to be out of town...so that pretty much kills the option of reformating for right now. (kisses laptop)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-105743160221256671?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/105743160221256671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=105743160221256671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/105743160221256671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/105743160221256671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-am-so-incredibly-pissed-off-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-105659084527983213</id><published>2003-06-25T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-25T20:27:25.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thank God for the little things.  Maybe he exists after all.  I was walking back to my room this afternoon, one of the many journeys I make daily.  Up the street I saw this really hot Asian girl walking towards me...so I've been sorta nonchalantly eyeing her as I'm walking closer.  As she gets closer, I see she's wearing this really small and tight top and really tight black pants.  And as she's passing me, it was like "oops!"  She drops her pencil...I dunno, it didn't look intentional, so I'll take it as a sign from God...she bends over and picks it up...I nearly walked into a tree...close call.  Amen brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-105659084527983213?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/105659084527983213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=105659084527983213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/105659084527983213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/105659084527983213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/06/i-thank-god-for-little-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-105589359261029442</id><published>2003-06-17T18:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-17T18:46:33.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dood.  Blogger changed their layout and stuff, it looks nicer.  Summer is boring, campus appears abandoned during the day, especially RLM, I swear, no more than 20 people come in to the lab over the course of the day, oh well, makes my job easier.&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about this earlier today and it really annoyed me.  Some people don't take very good care of their things, and that's their own problem because it's their own belongings.  But it really annoys me when people don't take care of my things when I lend it to them.  Near the end of spring semester I let one of my friends borrow my old cell phone because her's was acting up and she couldn't get a new one yet.  Now, I didn't mind, it's my old crap phone, I wasn't planning on ever using it again.  But anyone of you who have seen my phone can back me up on this, there isn't a single scratch on my phone, I take very good care of it and make sure it's ok all the time.  With the exception of the phone I'm presently using...which has a single nick on the bottom right corner from when I accidentally dropped it.  Oops, but other than that there isn't a single other scratch or blemish on it.  But anyway, back to my original point.  My old phone was in very very good condition even after I replaced it with my newer phone.  I when I got my phone back from my friend a few weeks later, it was all scratched and it didn't seem to flip out as well as it did before.  It kinda pissed me off that anyone would have the nerve to return something to me in such a crappy condition when it was pretty much like new when I lent it to them.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I wouldn't let people borrow my things, I'm just hesitant to do so because I know some people probably won't treat them as carefully as I do.  When I borrow people's things, I always return it as I got it, although I have problems remembering to give it back...especially when people don't bug me about it.  i.e. I had one of Alan's DVDs for over a year...but hey, I returned in without a single scratch on it, or no extra scratches anyway.  To be honest, I'm kind of hesitant to lend CDs and stuff to David and Alan because I've seen their cars, I know you guys leave shit in your cars all the time.  But I let you guys anyway :P  &lt;br /&gt;I dunno, maybe I'm just anal or something.  When I used to drive in high school, my car was clean all the time.  I had a box of tissues, a can of radiator fluid, and a can of water in the back...and that was all.  I washed my car, kept the gas tank full, and changed the oil when I was suppose to, even though it was a big tin box on wheels, I still took damn good care of it.  You guys treat your cars like crap :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-105589359261029442?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/105589359261029442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=105589359261029442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/105589359261029442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/105589359261029442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/06/dood.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-200372225</id><published>2003-06-02T02:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-02T02:44:59.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hooray, Blogger is being cooperative today...grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sunday, June 01, 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep...more bumming, so relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Wednesday I went with Irwin and Wendy to Grapevine Mills, we met one of Irwin's friends there along with 2 of her sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally we were planning on getting lunch and then catching a movie afterwards.  But as you well know, you let women into a mall and...well, yeah, so we missed the movie  it was all good though.  We ended up eating and Chili's Too, and I got a margarita there, it was...quite alcoholic, but it was good.  Then later we went to Rainforest Cafe where I got another drink...it was really fruity and I asked the waitress if there was really any alcohol in it, and she told me yes and that I was new to drinking so I wouldn't know...HAH, she doesn't know who she's talking to evidently   So all we did the rest of the time was walk around and went into random shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I admitted to Irwin that I thought one of his friend's sisters was really cute.  In fact, I had just remembered that I had physics with her last summer.  So he's been bugging me about it since, that punk &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading back to Austin tomorrow, yay! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-200372225?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/200372225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=200372225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/200372225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/200372225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/06/hooray-blogger-is-being-cooperative.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-200340319</id><published>2003-05-26T00:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-26T00:04:55.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since I'm relaxing at home in Dallas and I have yet to turn my brain on since school got out, I haven't posted.  I spend most of the days doing jack, sleepy, eating, play games.  Yeah, it's so nice...  I posted this on my other page, the location will remain undisclosed for the moment. :)  Some of it's edited, like it would look bad to other people if I just "left" work and didn't say anything etc...but you guys should know me well enough.  Anyway, this will have to do for now for you people who are bored with nothing to do...say at work...*ahem*.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saturday, May 17, 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well, finals went...and...yeah, they went.  I didn't do as well as I hoped but once again I scraped by this semester, not too bad I guess.  I just had to choose engineering...bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday I didn't go to bed at all because I went out with friends, Tuesday morning I went to work at 8am...well...that was interesting...  My manager took pity on me and "ordered" me to go home and sleep.  Good man.  Anyway, I was suppose to go drink and stuff with Wendy...but I ended up getting pissed off and impatient so I just left with other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I moved out of Jester Tuesday night.  I hate this school.  Here is their logic - there are 3,000-4,000 people living in Jester.  So how many carts do we need?  Umm...10?  Yeah...so it was impossible to get a cart to move out without waiting for 2 hours for one.  So I ended up moving everything down by hand...it was such a pain.  I moved my stuff to my sister's apartment and stayed at my friend's place until Friday.  In the time I stayed there, we went to his girlfriend's graduation bbq, and to see the Matrix Reloaded.  Good movie...mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I woke up and threw my stuff together and my friend Sonia came to pick me up, we had lunch with another friend at Tan Tan, it was pretty good, Vietnamese restaurant.  After we were done eating, we saved a little Mexican boy from getting ran over in the parking lot because his negligant mother obviously felt that doing her laundry was more important than keeping an eye on her kid.  Good deed for the...umm...month?  Haha, oh well.  We dropped my friend James off and went to Sonia's apartment, where I proceeded to move stuff for her and her parents.  After all that, we were finally on our way back to Dallas (finally).  Thanks for the ride Sonia, I would reciprocate if I had a car and all .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home, talked with my parents, went out to eat, watched tv, and I put my parents to bed.  Aren't I a good son?  Well, I do what I can .  And here I am, I should go to bed...my sleeping has been all screwed up this week, I haven't gone to bed before 4am a single night yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to graduating seniors, and I'm sorry I am not able to attend your commencement, especially to Wendy .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-200340319?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/200340319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=200340319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/200340319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/200340319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/05/since-im-relaxing-at-home-in-dallas.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-200277114</id><published>2003-05-12T04:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-12T04:07:04.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holy mother of God...I just found the site to end all sites.  This sites will prove beyond a doubt that 90% of people on the internet and morons with the IQ comparable to that of a cabbage.  After going to this site, I was almost ashamed of being a human, I can't believe I share this planet with such mindless rabble.  They're just taking up space and breathing our air and have have nothing useful to contribute to society.  If I ever run for ruler of the Earth...vote for me ONLY if you want to kick-start the Appocalyse and see a new Holocaust...because I would seriously have them all dragged out of their homes and shot.  And their families too...can't have them tainting the gene pool now can we?&lt;br /&gt;IF you want to URL to this page...just ask.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-200277114?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/200277114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=200277114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/200277114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/200277114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/05/holy-mother-of-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-200265147</id><published>2003-05-08T23:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T23:38:59.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>That was a stupid pointless post, it didn't have to do with anything!  I blame it on being up too early and not enough sleep!  So I made it go away.&lt;br /&gt;Two more finals to go, then I have to move out of Jester, and probably crash at Alan's for a few days, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Things to look forward to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt;  Getting my finals over with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt;  Getting drunk Saturday night after my last final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt;  Three week summer vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt;  Taking "information in cyberspace" the second summer session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt;  Building a new computer over the summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-200265147?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/200265147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=200265147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/200265147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/200265147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/05/that-was-stupid-pointless-post-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-200236514</id><published>2003-05-03T01:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-05T16:44:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was an interesting day.  I got my test back in statics and I got a B on it!  And I'm 2 points away from a B in the class!  I can do it!&lt;br /&gt;After we closed the lab, David and I went over to Alan's for a bit and then we left to meet up with Monica to celebrate her birthday!  We went to some place called Ararat, a middle eastern restaurant.  This place is right off Lamar close to campus...but somehow Alan took us all the way out on 290 past I35...then we made the biggest U-turn ever, but eventually we made it.&lt;br /&gt;My first reaction to this place was the smell...very...umm...I dunno, unique?  Lot's of scented candles going at once will do that to a place.  I took a look at the menu...everything was over $10.  Anyway, I thought the place was awful, from the outside, it's this little tin shanty that looked like it probably leaked when it rained.  They charged you $5 for stale tortillas and Dijon mustard for appetizer...it supposed to be pita and some yogurt thing...but I swear...it was just like Grey Pupon or something.  I ended up sharing a plate with Amy since I didn't feel like spending money on expensive food.  As it turns out, we got some dish that was $12...and all it was was - greenbell pepper, onions, eggplant, carrots, some other veggies, plus 5-6 small chunks of grilled chicken all mixed in tomato sauce, over some long grain rice...  I mean, gimme a break...I can make you a HUGE pot of that stuff for under $10.&lt;br /&gt;The worst part of this place was the belly dancing woman.  This woman was...well, for the lack of a better word - EWW.  She was 40...and had the body to match her age, dancing around the room with her loud...bell thingies.  It was more annoying than erotic or entertaining.  And the bitch messed up my hair...that pissed me off.  I mean, normally cute girls I Know pat my spiky hair playfully...and you know, that is totally fine...but when some old annoying woman does it...man...it's on.  Plus, this place was small and they had several waitresses...we would see our waitress, ask for something...and god knows when she'd come back...but of course that didn't matter since gratuity was already added.  Also I noticed the majority of the place was filled with those laid back liberal hippies types.  And the waitresses who worked there were the type of girl who thought she was so incredibly original and creative just because she designed her own f*cking tattoo.  This one girl who worked there was a Shenade O'Connor look-a-like...'nuff said.  Anyway, all in all, the place sucked ass, I'm never going there again or suggesting it to other people.  Also Alan danced with the 40 year old saggy belly dancing woman...I was grossed out.  But whatever floats your boat buddy :-P&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of the evening was of course seeing Monica, my sister, and seeing XMEN 2!!!  Wooo!  It was a great movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**UPDATE:  Male waiter was actually a WAITRESS...  &lt;i&gt;*shudders*...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-200236514?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/200236514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=200236514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/200236514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/200236514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/05/today-was-interesting-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-200197218</id><published>2003-04-25T00:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-25T00:08:47.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blah.  Well, I've wasted this entire week...haven't done nearly anything productive at all, I have to study this weekend though...I have a test Monday, exciting huh?&lt;br /&gt;My sister's been on board with this company that sounds suspiciously like a pyramid scheme or one of those "get rich quick" deals.  Anyway, she's a smart girl...she IS my sister, and I guess I should trust her judgement because I know she's usually right about things.  But it just seems really fishy to me, I mean...I have to pay THEM to work for them?  How exactly does that work?  She seems really excited about it all, so naturally being a loving sister she wants me to join so I can get the "benefits" from it too.  I know she had all the good intentions in the world for me so I couldn't bare to just throw it back at her and tell her it's stupid and I don't want to be ripped (to join you have to give them $500).  So I told her I'd think about it, and I did, still I think it's a bad idea.  Here's the way I look at it, it's not a job, because you have to give them money first.  It's not an investment either because you just don't put down the money and make money off of that money, you have to do work.  So I'm not sure what exactly it is.  The final thing is that at this point, $500 is ALOT of money for me to just put down on something so uncertain and iffy.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I chose a bad time to tell her because she was already pissed off tonight because Monica basically told her to &lt;i&gt;"get out or find another roommate by July."&lt;/i&gt;  Dammit Monica, I know you're getting married and all...but these things take time...so maybe you could have told her earlier or be a little more understanding about it?  I don't know.  But damn it, she's my sister, treat her nice or I'll kick your butt.  Anyway, Amy's pissed off at me and I'm getting there too...arrggh...stupid crap.  I'm going to stop now...  &lt;i&gt;Girls are stupid, too quick to anger, and too quick to offend...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-200197218?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/200197218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=200197218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/200197218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/200197218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/04/blah.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-200173155</id><published>2003-04-20T12:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-20T12:58:53.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;The name of Adam gives you the desire to meet and mix socially and to create congenial circumstances for everyone. However, all too often, you express yourself in a matter-of-fact or awkward way that results in your good intentions being misunderstood. If you are in sales work, you could do well because of your friendly personality, interest in people, and desire to please. You prefer situations that allow a degree of independence, but are not too demanding in work-load or responsibility. When asked, you are able to give others good advice that you would probably not follow yourself, but must guard against being too opinionated in controversial matters. While you can appear to be confident, you need the moral support and encouragement of others who give inspiration and strength. Weaknesses in health show in the senses of the head as well as in the various fluid functions of the body.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this sound at all like me?  &lt;a href="http://www.kabalarians.com/index.cfm"&gt;CLICK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-200173155?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/200173155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=200173155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/200173155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/200173155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/04/name-of-adam-gives-you-desire-to-meet.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-200130150</id><published>2003-04-10T20:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-10T20:38:05.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The internet is a great way to alleviate boredom and procrastination.  Anyway, clicking from page to page, this is what I came across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"you think i'm gorgeous, you wanna hug me, you wanna kiss me, you wanna love me...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's have a vote...who thinks this has &lt;i&gt;"I'm a conceited bitch"&lt;/i&gt; written all over it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-200130150?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/200130150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=200130150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/200130150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/200130150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/04/internet-is-great-way-to-alleviate.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-200106752</id><published>2003-04-06T22:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-06T22:45:46.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I have a test tomorrow at 9am, too bad I didn't get anything done.  I went home to Dallas, it was great!  I haven't seen my family since winter break.  Pretty much just spent time with my parents and my sisters.  Earlier today I took Ada to the mall, bought some stuff for her and for myself :)  Man...younger girls are wearing makeup earlier and earlier now and they look more mature than they really are...and then I find myself checking them out...it's just wrong because they're most likely still in high school, haha.  Another amusing thing that I have no shame in admitting was when I was driving back from the mall, me and my sister was singing to Britney, it was so funny.  I got back to my room at around 10 tonight, just it time for Futurama!  And now I should probably start studying for my vector calculus test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-200106752?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/200106752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=200106752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/200106752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/200106752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/04/well-i-have-test-tomorrow-at-9am-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-200059008</id><published>2003-03-28T01:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-28T01:28:40.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I normally wouldn't do this twice in a row...but since I have nothing else to post, this one's for Grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;[01:20 AM] AdamhSieh:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; speaking of which, I like that big Britney Spears poster you have on your wall ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;[01:23 AM] BarbieGirl2200:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; yeah! me too. she's so hot. i dont know why girls hate on her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...it's 1:30 in the morning...and I thought it was hilarious hearing that from a girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-200059008?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/200059008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=200059008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/200059008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/200059008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/03/well-i-normally-wouldnt-do-this-twice.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-200021445</id><published>2003-03-21T00:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-21T01:03:20.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;[12:54 AM] BarbieGirl2200:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; it doesnt have to be hard! drop out, live as beach bum! you can sell hemp and shell necklaces to get by... i've always wanted to do that :-) you'd be my hero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;[12:54 AM] *** Auto-response sent to BarbieGirl2200:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Why is life so hard?  And why am I so stupid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this girl's spirit, but then I'd become two of the things I do not like the most - "hippies and bums."  Conflict of interest :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-200021445?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/200021445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=200021445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/200021445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/200021445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/03/1254-am-barbiegirl2200-it-doesnt-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-90845753</id><published>2003-03-17T03:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-17T03:43:07.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn you insomnia...in the meantime, I stole this from someone else's page and edited it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am: a "nice guy" - much to my disadvantage&lt;br /&gt;I think: way too much&lt;br /&gt;I know: that my family loves me&lt;br /&gt;I want: success at any cost&lt;br /&gt;I have: lots of mostly useless tidbits of wisdom&lt;br /&gt;I wish: I was SMRTer&lt;br /&gt;I hate: stupid people and hippies&lt;br /&gt;I miss: the "good old" days&lt;br /&gt;I fear: eminent failure&lt;br /&gt;I feel: anger...lots and lots of anger&lt;br /&gt;I hear: my phone ringing at an inopportune time&lt;br /&gt;I smell: like a fresh Irish Spring...supposedly&lt;br /&gt;I crave: pho&lt;br /&gt;I search: for meaning to my life&lt;br /&gt;I wonder: if my life will turn out for the better &lt;br /&gt;I regret: not working harder when I had the chance&lt;br /&gt;I ache: from loneliness&lt;br /&gt;I long: to find happiness&lt;br /&gt;I care: about the people who care about me&lt;br /&gt;I always: try acting civil and polite when possible&lt;br /&gt;I am not: a hippy&lt;br /&gt;I believe: in the magical faeries of Bubble Yum Forest&lt;br /&gt;I dance: better when I'm drunk&lt;br /&gt;I sing: only in the shower...but not anymore...damn you community baths&lt;br /&gt;I cry: never&lt;br /&gt;I do not always: let others see what I see, feel what I feel&lt;br /&gt;I fight: dirty, to win&lt;br /&gt;I write: very poorly&lt;br /&gt;I win: when Lichee is my teammate for Starcraft&lt;br /&gt;I lose: when Pam is my teammate for Starcraft&lt;br /&gt;I never: let a true friend down&lt;br /&gt;I confuse: dream and reality&lt;br /&gt;I listen: to the wisdom of others&lt;br /&gt;I can usually be found: wondering aimlessly through life&lt;br /&gt;I am scared: that I'll fail at what I do &lt;br /&gt;I need: somebody to love, focus&lt;br /&gt;I am happy about: who I am&lt;br /&gt;I expect: things will turn out for the better&lt;br /&gt;I should: working harder and quit complaining&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-90845753?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/90845753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=90845753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/90845753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/90845753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/03/damn-you-insomnia.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-90839698</id><published>2003-03-17T02:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-17T02:44:22.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NOOO...say bye bye to Spring Break...I'm trying to cling onto the last few minutes of it I can.  Well, I tried going to bed early...but that didn't work...I think sleeping late and all screwed up my sleeping cycle this week.  Doh!&lt;br /&gt;The rest of my semester is going to SUCK...nothing but tests and all until the end...and THEN there's finals...maybe I'll only have 2 this year...or at the most 3...instead of the insane amounts I've been having lately...sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday is this dude's birthday, I was thinking whether I should go or not, but I think I'm going to go, should be interesting, plus he knows some hot girls, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Well, to add on to my pissed-off-ness, my bank charged me a $6 maintence fee for last month because I didn't get a direct deposit, and I didn't get a direct deposit because some stupid lazy bitch ass wasn't responsible enough do her timesheets...christ...you owe me $6 damn it.  Granted $6 isn't a lot...but money is money, and some of us really need it, instead of saying we can't make rent, and then miraculously have enough money to fly to New York and spend Spring Break there.  Umm...am I being too specific here?  OOPS, my mistake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-90839698?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/90839698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=90839698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/90839698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/90839698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/03/nooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-90398648</id><published>2003-03-03T02:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-03T02:00:21.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Long time no post...maybe because I have nothing to post about.  This weekend was fun, I got absolutely no work whatsoever done though.&lt;br /&gt;Pam and Leo came to visit on Saturday!  We went to Lichee's restaurant for dinner!  It was pretty good for an bastardized&lt;i&gt;-Americanized&lt;/i&gt; Chinese food.  The placed was called China Wall, it even had a wall thing inside...exciting.  I'm definitely going back there next time...plenty of eye candy around....no wonder Lichee always &lt;i&gt;"has"&lt;/i&gt; to work all time...I would too :P&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was Nathan's wedding.  &lt;i&gt;Go boss go!&lt;/i&gt; is what I wrote on the sign in thing next to my name, heh.  It was a nice wedding at some country club in northwest Austin area.  It was a very nice area...water, hills, and green grass, it was picturesque and pretty.  The wedding was nice and well planned...well, as far as weddings go I suppose.  At the reception, Nathan had promised us chicken fingers...and while he did come through for us, they didn't have enough food...and all the old people grabbed a plate full of chicken because we were polite enough to let them go first.  If we really wanted, we would have fought them for it...image old people falling down left and right...yeah...not pretty.  It was kind of boring though...Ami and Vinee DID show up at the very end...but they only stayed for like 30 minutes...I think they came for the food...even though their hippy vegetarian asses couldn't eat any of it anyway.  &lt;i&gt;I hate hippies.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ONE MORE WEEK UNTIL SPRING BREAK, YAY!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-90398648?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/90398648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=90398648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/90398648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/90398648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/03/long-time-no-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-90301041</id><published>2003-02-10T01:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-10T01:50:53.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I did laundry today...it proved to me that I live in a building with a lot of stupid people.  I guess people just stick their clothes into the washer or dryer and just forget about them or something...I mean, when I'm doing laundry, I watch the clock and get my clothes as soon as it's done.  Today I had to take this asshole's clothes out because it had been sitting in the dryer for like an hour AFTER it was done.  At first I was nice and just hoped he would come get his clothes...an hour later I went back and took his clothes out...dang...what a moron.  This guy had a ton of clothes shoved in the dryer...his one load equaled 2-3 of my loads...and the majority of this clothes were still wet or damp because shoving so much clothes in the dryer obviously doesn't facilitate the heat flow.  I guess someone's mommy did all of his laundry when he lived at home.  Anyway...I started laundry around 9 and finish around 12:30...yeah, I had a lot to do.  But when I was finally done, this guys clothes were still sitting on top of the dryer where I left them.  Along with heaps of clothes from at least 2 other people...uggh...I can't stand it.  I guess there are a lot of rich people living in Jester that don't care about their clothes or something.  Wow...I wrote a lot about just about laundry...&lt;br /&gt;Earlier today I went to the UGLy to study with someone, we studied for about 3 hours, I left to go home because we got stuck on something.  On the way back I ran into some people I know that were playing Frisbee, and they said - "hey! come play with us!"  And of course I stayed and played, it was fun, the weather was great!  And I felt good after being sick all of last week.  Yay!  Back to the dreary week of work...poo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-90301041?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/90301041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=90301041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/90301041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/90301041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/02/i-did-laundry-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-90273857</id><published>2003-02-03T23:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-03T23:08:39.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok ok...fine, new post.  Well, I am sick...that's all I have to say.  I bought a bunch of meds today...even bought a bottle of Nyquil to knock myself out with tonight.  Last night wa bad, I couldn't breathe...so I had a hard time falling asleep and staying asleep so today I felt like shit.  Tomorrow Grey is going to cover for me and I'm going to sleep until I have to come in to work at 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...actually, I never did order those 2 high grade Gundam models because I never gave them my credit card number...I think I decided not to get them because shipping cost alot...but now I think I'm going to get them, they should entertain me for a day or two putting them together :)&lt;br /&gt;David took me to HEB to get some orange juice (for calcium and vitamin C!) and some Nyquil, then we had dinner with Joe at Korea House, it was pretty damn good...might even rival Din Ho on my list of favorites...  Good thing my sinuses were all stuffed up because I probably wouldn't have been able to eat all those spicy dishes normally.  And what the hell is up with the weather...it was almost 80 degrees during the day...and then as soon as the sun goes down it was freakin cold!&lt;br /&gt;At least I'm doing better in statics this semester than I was last...probably because I don't have stupid physics taking up all of my time.  I got a 100 on the first quiz and I think I did well on the second one I took tonight, so yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-90273857?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/90273857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=90273857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/90273857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/90273857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/02/ok-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-390236320</id><published>2003-01-26T13:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-26T13:04:15.303-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good Morning!  I woke up in a really bad mood today...I don't think it was the several pounds of chilli I had for dinner either.  I don't understand why I just can't be happy...&lt;i&gt;*sigh*&lt;/i&gt;...  Since I'm staying in to study today, I doubt my mood will change any, stupid life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-390236320?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/390236320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=390236320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/390236320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/390236320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/01/good-morning-i-woke-up-in-really-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-390235142</id><published>2003-01-26T02:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-26T02:28:20.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Uggh&lt;/i&gt;...for &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;NO&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; reason whatsoever...I think I'm going to eat strictly salads next  week...  :P&lt;br /&gt;On a sidenote, I bought two 10 oz. bags of iced animal crackers for $0.79 each!  That's way cheaper than those little bags that you buy out of vending machines...and the fact that they're iced makes them ten times better!  I also bought cereal bars for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;I never want to eat chilli ever again, &lt;i&gt;haha&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-390235142?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/390235142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=390235142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/390235142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/390235142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/01/uggh.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-90209803</id><published>2003-01-20T13:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-20T13:14:24.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, this weekend is almost over...so sad.  I enjoyed it though, I even got a day to sit around and do nothing...I truly value those days...as odd as it is, gives me time to do what I want and not worry about meeting other people's expectations.  I missed another DU party, oh well, I guess *some* people expected me to be there.  I am so sick of parties...it's all those guys ever do.  The only reason I'd go is to see some people...but I mean, why can I hang out with those people when it doesn't involve a party?  I find that strange.  But anyway, today should be fun, I'm going to play frisbee with some friends, and I don't expect there will be certain people there...because they will be like -&lt;i&gt; "Frisbee? Is there going to be beer? No? Well I guess I'm going to pass then."&lt;/i&gt;  Thermo is some hard shit...I'm already stuck on the homework...bleh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-90209803?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/90209803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=90209803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/90209803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/90209803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/01/well-this-weekend-is-almost-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-90190320</id><published>2003-01-15T20:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T20:02:05.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*Sigh*...it seems this semester is in full swing already...so sad, I guess this 3 day weekend should put a happy spin on things.  My classes are all going be hard, except for engineering computation probably.  I need to start going to bed earlier...so tired.  My classes are better in the fact that I know people in all of them...wouldn't exactly call them friends...but close enough.&lt;br /&gt;Funny story - Sunday night before school started I got together with some friends and went to Z Tejas for dinner, it was really good!  I recommend the stuffed pork tenderloin :)  Anyway, one of my friends brought one of her friends with her, and this girl was well...not so good looking, I forgot what we were talking about but this girl said that she sometimes  sleeps in the nude.  I go &lt;i&gt;"AHHHHHH!"&lt;/i&gt; and make stabbing motions with my fork and knife toward my eyes and she tried reaching across the table to smack me...hahaha...anyway, I thought it was funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-90190320?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/90190320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=90190320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/90190320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/90190320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/01/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-90158861</id><published>2003-01-08T12:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-08T12:36:35.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Penthouse good.&lt;br /&gt;Carmen even more good...&lt;br /&gt;*drool*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for taking me out - Joe, David, and Lichee.  You guys rule :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-90158861?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/90158861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=90158861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/90158861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/90158861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/01/penthouse-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-90131830</id><published>2003-01-01T20:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-01T20:38:36.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy New Year!  Yay!  This was the most boring New Years EVER!  Well, I went out to a Cantonese restaurant with my parents, it was good, so I guess it's not a total loss.&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;1)  Spend less money.&lt;br /&gt;2)  Study more, go to library at least twice a week.&lt;br /&gt;3)  Eat less, exercise more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered a bunch of the same little thing for everyone for Christmas, that comes in tomorrow!  So come get them :)  It's neato!  I'm keeping one for myself!&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming back to Austin Sunday probably...how I'm getting back...well, I sort of don't know yet...  I also got these Motorola walkie-talkie thingies from someone for Christmas...I still haven't figured out what I'm going to do with them, suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-90131830?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/90131830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=90131830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/90131830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/90131830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2003/01/happy-new-year-yay-this-was-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-390081975</id><published>2002-12-22T15:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-12-22T17:04:21.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, so these past couple of days, I've been at my sister's...and I've been quite bored.  Well, actually I'm at home in Dallas now.  Earlier this week I was bored and I was looking around on my hard drive...and low and behold...Trillian keeps all chat logs!  So the following has been &lt;i&gt;declassified&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Session Start (AIM - adamhsieh:gUrLeeBeBe): Sat Aug 10 01:00:54 2002&lt;br /&gt;[01:10 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: hey&lt;br /&gt;[01:13 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: hey...guess what i did today?&lt;br /&gt;[01:13 AM] AdamhSieh: what would that be?&lt;br /&gt;[01:13 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: so i was talking to a friend on AIM....&lt;br /&gt;[01:13 AM] *** gUrLeeBeBe signed on at Sat Aug 10 01:13:46 2002.&lt;br /&gt;[01:13 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: and she directed me to a website&lt;br /&gt;[01:13 AM] AdamhSieh: uh huh...&lt;br /&gt;[01:14 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: ...you wanna guess who's website that would be?&lt;br /&gt;[01:14 AM] AdamhSieh: I can probably see where this is going&lt;br /&gt;[01:14 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: oh goodie&lt;br /&gt;[01:14 AM] AdamhSieh: yes and?&lt;br /&gt;[01:14 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: than i don't have to paint a motherfucking picture for the smart CS man&lt;br /&gt;[01:14 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: oh nuthin&lt;br /&gt;[01:15 AM] AdamhSieh: nope motherfucking picture needed.  I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;[01:15 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: just wanted to have a little better understanding of what you are all about&lt;br /&gt;[01:15 AM] AdamhSieh: understanding? you're not the sharpest tool in the shed are you?&lt;br /&gt;[01:15 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: so im hot, huh?&lt;br /&gt;[01:15 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: how, hot, baby?&lt;br /&gt;[01:15 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: how hot?&lt;br /&gt;[01:15 AM] AdamhSieh: what? christ...I was meant as a joke for the people who read my page...don't get your panties in a jam.&lt;br /&gt;[01:15 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: hot enough for you and your little gay buddy "greyson" to jack off to late at nite?&lt;br /&gt;[01:16 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: huh?&lt;br /&gt;[01:16 AM] AdamhSieh: haha. don't flatter yourself.&lt;br /&gt;[01:16 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: take your hands out of your pants for a second there, sonny...&lt;br /&gt;[01:16 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: you there?&lt;br /&gt;[01:16 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: wait...come one&lt;br /&gt;[01:16 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: one&lt;br /&gt;[01:16 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: on&lt;br /&gt;[01:16 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: just for a second&lt;br /&gt;[01:16 AM] AdamhSieh: hold on a second, they're still in my pants, I think it's stuck.&lt;br /&gt;[01:16 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: well you best get them out&lt;br /&gt;[01:16 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: so...what is so hot about me?&lt;br /&gt;[01:16 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: you like my hair?&lt;br /&gt;[01:17 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: you like my skin?&lt;br /&gt;[01:17 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: my big boobies?&lt;br /&gt;[01:17 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: huh?&lt;br /&gt;[01:17 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: huh?&lt;br /&gt;[01:17 AM] AdamhSieh: huh? huh? big boobies? those aren't even real!&lt;br /&gt;[01:17 AM] AdamhSieh: I said it was a joke, jesus christ...get a life and find someone else to fuck with.&lt;br /&gt;[01:17 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;[01:17 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: damn...that;s funny&lt;br /&gt;[01:17 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: that's what i was gonna say to you and your bf alan&lt;br /&gt;[01:17 AM] AdamhSieh: right, you do that, and while you're at it, go fuck a tree.&lt;br /&gt;[01:17 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: so mind fuck tease, huh?&lt;br /&gt;[01:18 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: well im never gonna fuck your mind that's for sure&lt;br /&gt;[01:18 AM] AdamhSieh: I had nothing to do with that...&lt;br /&gt;[01:18 AM] AdamhSieh: so why don't you go bitch to alan and not me.&lt;br /&gt;[01:18 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: awww, baby, cause yo daddy aint there&lt;br /&gt;[01:18 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: so just relay a little message to him for me will ya?&lt;br /&gt;[01:18 AM] gUrLeeBeBe: fuck off, virgin bastards!&lt;br /&gt;[01:19 AM] AdamhSieh: haha. ok, whatever you say.&lt;br /&gt;[01:19 AM] *** gUrLeeBeBe signed off at Sat Aug 10 01:19:13 2002.&lt;br /&gt;Session Close (gUrLeeBeBe): Sat Aug 10 01:20:06 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha...I thought it was so freaking funny once I figured out that you shouldn't care when some stupid bitch comes a-barkin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-390081975?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/390081975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=390081975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/390081975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/390081975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2002/12/ok-so-these-past-couple-of-days-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-390061268</id><published>2002-12-17T00:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-12-17T00:06:56.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anyway, so I was thinking of rooming with 2 of my friends, Chuck and Brandon, next year.  I've known Brandon since 7th grade and I've known Chuck since freshman year...they're both pretty clean and neat as far as guys go...even more so than me.  So today they called me and asked me if they wanted to go look at apartments with them...I had the idea that we would be going out to Far West or something.  We ended up going to this place called &lt;a href="http://www.americantraveler.net/feat_h_gables.html" target="_blank"&gt;Gables Bluffstone&lt;/a&gt;, it was FAR west, not Far West, haha.  Basically you take Anderson until it turns into Spicewood Springs and on and on...until it gets hilly, up by the Arboretum area.  Dang...this place was nice...I mean...we saw an 8 point buck out there...and when we were leaving we saw like 5 deer grazing...DEER!!!  I've never seen deer before...well, that wasn't dead and mounted, or in a zoo, it was crazy.  So anyway, this place is around $1200 for a 3-2, I think that's a good price isn't it?  The bad thing is that they don't have any 3-2's available right now and they don't know if they will have one available by May...so I dunno...I really want to live there...and oh...well, there IS that car thing...damn it, but at least I'd be living with friends and not be stuck out in some ghetto apartment complex on Riverside with a sister who is never there and hardly keeps the place stocked with food...so I've dealt with worse without having a car...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-390061268?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/390061268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=390061268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/390061268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/390061268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2002/12/anyway-so-i-was-thinking-of-rooming.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-390033637</id><published>2002-12-10T00:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-12-10T00:16:57.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blog blog blog!  It's been a long time since I've posted...mainly because I've been busy...and when I'm not busy I talk to you guys instead...either that or being a bum.  Nothing to write about really...I can't compare to some of you...I don't have a car I can rice out and post pictures of...and I don't have a car to take to wash and then have to run down the street after it when it's rolling away on its own.&lt;br /&gt;Finals begin Wednesday night for me...physics...uggh...but after that, I have three more to take...fortunately those will pale in comparison to physics...so they won't be that bad...I guess that's the only upside to things.  This is bad...I've done let's see...I'd say less than five hours total of studying so far.  I guess I still have all day tomorrow and most of the day on Wednesday...so I guess I'm still ok...fortunately physics will be all from previous tests and homework...so I was thinking of copying all the test questions down...and if I have room, I'll tack on some homework problems too...he's giving is two sheets for the final for cheats sheets.  So yeah...it's only ~120 problems or so from the previous fours tests, but there are like ~500 homework problems total...hmm...that'll be interesting...&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck...because I'll sure need it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-390033637?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/390033637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=390033637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/390033637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/390033637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2002/12/blog-blog-blog-its-been-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-85727400</id><published>2002-11-28T20:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-28T20:10:21.986-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, home has been pretty relaxing so far...just bumming around, eating and sleeping.  Although Tuesday I was doing physics homework for a while...bleh, that sucked, I'm just glad I got it done.  Today my dad's side of the family was over...it was ok...some of my little cousins are grown up now so they don't annoy me as much...although one of them is a freshman in high school and I don't think his balls have dropped yet...his voice is not deep at all.  My cousin Gien was here too, the best one out of the lot, so I hung out with him mostly and talked to him most of the day...now my sister and cousins are watching Moulin Rouge...and the parents are talking...bleh...I still refuse to watch that movie...even though I bought the DVD for my little sister...we'll see how long they stay...since my aunt can't see well in the dark and all...doh.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving all! :)  And remember the Native Americans  :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-85727400?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/85727400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=85727400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85727400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85727400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2002/11/well-home-has-been-pretty-relaxing-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-85712610</id><published>2002-11-25T01:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-25T01:35:30.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Girls are like apples on trees.  The best ones are at the top of the tree.  The boys don't want to reach for the good ones because they're afraid of falling and getting hurt.  Instead they just get the rotten apples that are on the ground, that aren't as good, but easy.  So the apples at the top think that there is something wrong with them, when in reality, they are amazing.  That is why we just have to be a little patient and the right boy, the one who takes a chance to find the good, right apple will come someday.&lt;br /&gt;--Anonymous&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so a friend of mine was taking a poll on that quote...yay or nay.  What do you guys think?  And please...be serious...no funny smart ass comments...yeah, you know who you are :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-85712610?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/85712610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=85712610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85712610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85712610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2002/11/girls-are-like-apples-on-trees.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-85689036</id><published>2002-11-18T15:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-18T15:11:41.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://pmcl.ph.utexas.edu/~Rurouni/files/Trailer%20-%20Kung%20fu%20Jesus.mov"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://pmcl.ph.utexas.edu/~Rurouni/images/kungfuj.JPG" width="264" height="349"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-85689036?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/85689036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=85689036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85689036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85689036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2002/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-85686483</id><published>2002-11-18T00:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-18T00:17:01.490-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah...what a busy weekend.  Most weekends I sit on my butt half the time...but this weekend...eesh...  Well, Pam and Leo decided to make a trip to Austin!  It was fun, Saturday they made chicken katsu for us, it was good.  Saturday night my parents came into town...Saturday night was also the semesterly nickname party for DU...I haven't missed one of those since freshman year...but you know...Pam was here and all.  Sunday I went to go eat with my parents, some of my friends were going to go to Zilker...and then later Pam and them wanted to go bowling...but know...I had to hang out with the family...we watched The Fifth Element at Amy and Monica's...  It was ok I guess...but they were just here and I'm going home in a week for a week anyway...so I kind of didn't want to spend time with them and wanted to go outside and play with my friends...poooop.  I get home and finish up all the homework that I should have done this weekend.  Tomorrow I have a test for that engineering design class...bleh, I'll study for that between my classes...I have from 10am - 2pm...so that's pretty of time, should be fine.  Oh yeah, Saturday night after we left Alan's, I went with Joe and Annie to Kirby Lane!  I don't get to see Joe ever...he's like married now...or something...that bum.  At first we were going to go to the Denny's on Burnet further north of Alan's place...but apparently there was a fight and food was spilt all over the floor...and then the cops came...four of them.  I told Joe - "Uhh...let's get the f**k out of here" in Chinese.  They cops had this one guy on the hood of their car patting him down...hehe...damn Burnet is ghetto like Riverside.&lt;br /&gt;Poor Monica...I still love you :)  We ALL still love you, hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-85686483?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/85686483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=85686483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85686483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85686483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2002/11/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-85662740</id><published>2002-11-11T10:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-11T10:32:32.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nathan was playing this game where you're a terrorist suicide bomber and your goal is to blow up as many people as you can at once...well, because you only get one go at it...being a &lt;i&gt;suicide &lt;/i&gt;bomber and all...god...what kind of demented people come up with games like that...&lt;br /&gt;I had a statics test this morning...it was ok, not too bad, not too great either...so it could go either way, I'm not entirely sure.  I have a physics test tomorrow night that I have to start studying for tonight...man I'm so going to get reamed...all I want is class average!!  Is that too much to ask?!&lt;br /&gt;Soldiers of Anarchy is the worst game EVER...don't let those reviewers fool you!  They probably all got payoffs from the game makers.  One time I selected all 4 of my soldiers and I told them to go into the hummer, three of them comply and start running to the jeep and get in, the fourth guy decides to run in the complete opposite direction.  Another time this freaking bear was attacking my hummer and it was taking damage...first of all, I doubt a bear could damage a lightly armored vehicle...to make matters worse, the jeep wouldn't move when I told it to.  Another time I had my demo expert set some explosives to clear a path, after I set the timer for 10 seconds, I tell him to start running away...he loiters around for 7 seconds...and THEN decides to start running away...BOOM...he's gone.  Then during a firefight, one of my team members was taking too much damage, so I order him to drop back...he stands there and stops firing...10 seconds later he dies while standing there thinking about running away...  So all in all, it's a bad game...it's call a "strategic real time" thing...can't be very strategic in real time when your units won't do what you tell them to...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-85662740?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/85662740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=85662740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85662740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85662740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2002/11/nathan-was-playing-this-game-where.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-85655216</id><published>2002-11-08T13:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-08T13:32:52.646-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAM!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  NOW YOU ARE SUPER O....nevermind :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-85655216?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/85655216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=85655216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85655216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85655216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2002/11/happy-birthday-pam-now-you-are-super-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-85646951</id><published>2002-11-06T13:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-06T13:50:51.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Who's Your Type? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your type is the Girl Next Door&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute, fun, and sweet, your ideal gal is just a stone's throw away — she's the Girl Next Door. She's Sandra Bullock, Doris Day, and Meg Ryan all rolled up into one. Naturally pretty rather than glamorous, she's unpretentious and generous. She loves animals and children, and is great with both. You're attracted to her strong values and traditional ways. Although she demands a lot of respect, she's not particularly high-maintenance. Her ideal date is more likely to be dinner and a movie than heading out for a night on the town. She's careful yet spontaneous — a little bit of the Guy's Girl, a smidge of Sorority Sister (the nice kind), and just a hint of the Hippie Chick. But she's got an appeal that's all her own, which is why you can't stay away. Her winning smile, bright eyes, and loving nature make you want to hold on tight and never let go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emode.com/emode/tests/your_type_switch.jsp"&gt;Emode - Who's Your Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-85646951?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/85646951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=85646951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85646951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85646951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2002/11/whos-your-type-your-type-is-girl-next.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-85634776</id><published>2002-11-03T14:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-11-03T14:09:32.433-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I guess it's time for another weekly Sunday entry.  Yesterday I woke up and went downstairs to get my package, and installed my memory, so now I have 320MB of RAM, yippee!  The difference is very noticeable.  Then someone came to pick me up and we went to Din Ho to meet up with a group of friends for lunch, it was good as usual.  Afterwards they wanted to go to Coco's, since I had to work at 1, I called Alan to open for me.  Thanks Alan :)  Afterwards I got someone to drop me off at RLM...then I realized I dropped my phone in his car and eventually I got it back about 30 minutes later, not too bad.  Work was boring...only like 3 people showed up so I played games...hehe.&lt;br /&gt;After work I went to SSB where one of my friend's worked and hung out there for about an hour.  Note - people who are in debt shouldn't do things that cost them even more money...just some advice :P  After that I got back to my room around 8:30, and I just stayed in and sat around for the rest of the night.  I finished watching all of I My Me! Strawberry Eggs, all 13 episodes.  Too bad I've already used of most of my bandwidth for this week ALREADY...but oh well...just means I should study instead of downloading and watching movies.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try and get some work done today so I can start studying for my 2 tests next week...statics on Monday and Physics on Tuesday...time to bend over and apply some KY...  :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-85634776?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/85634776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=85634776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85634776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85634776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2002/11/well-i-guess-its-time-for-another.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-85608438</id><published>2002-10-27T14:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-10-27T14:43:35.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a busy day.  My parents were coming down so Amy came to get me at 10am...that was the plan anyway.  I get down there at 10am exactly when the tower bell was ringing.  Amy takes like 10 minutes to get there because aberrantly she got there early and they blocked off the front of Jester, so she figured she'd just circle around, but they blocked off the rest of campus too, so she took the Grande tour around campus...stupid bastards...why do they feel the need to fuck with traffic on game days??  There's absolutely no reason for them to do all that...stupid UTPD...ARRR.  So we're on my way to my sister's apartment...and my mom calls me and go like...uhh...we just left Dallas.  They told us they'd be in Austin before noon so Amy came to get me early...bah.  So we went to HEB and bought stuff, yay for food!  Went back to Amy and Monica's and help her clean a little bit.  Monica got a tattoo on her lower back!  It looks pretty cool, nothing outrageous or anything :)&lt;br /&gt;So my parents finally get there, we go to T&amp;S for dim sum, it was pretty good, probably the best you can get in Austin anyway...that's not saying much :P  Then we went back to my sister's to watch a movie...and my parents of all things took a nap all afternoon, hehe...but that's ok, my parents are getting old :(&lt;br /&gt;We went to Applebee's for dinner and then we went shopping, hurray for my parents buying me clothes, hehe...it's about time :P  My parents dropped my off at Jester around 9pm and my little sister wanted to come up and see my room...good since I needed someone to carry stuff up with me :)&lt;br /&gt;After that Brandon and his gf came to get me and we went to a party on Riverside, that was pretty fun :)  Yes, I got drunk...but it's the first time in a LONG time...  You want to hear a funny story about how cheap I am?  Well, last night they were doing keg stands up on the balcony.  And for those of you who don't know what that is, it's where people hold you legs up horizontally and you hold yourself up be holding on to both sides of the keg and you drink like that for however long...personally I think it's the dumbest thing...but whatever.  Because you're almost upside down when you do a keg stand, there was a lot of loose change, haha...I picked up like $2 in quarters...hey, I need laundry money :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-85608438?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/85608438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=85608438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85608438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85608438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2002/10/yesterday-was-busy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-85596529</id><published>2002-10-24T01:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-24T01:15:51.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, we got paid...Alan told me to open my paycheck to see how much I got, it said like $800+...I was like WTF?!  So I check my account balance online...I was happy, hehe.  So we started looking at Best Buy adds and stuff, after class, we went out to Best Buy.  I got 2 games for like $2 which is a good deal even though they're old games...they were suppose to be $10 for both...but they made a mistake and it was labeled cheaper than all the other boxes, haha.  I got a DVD too, some martial arts movie, I can watch it in Mandarin OR Cantonese, ooooooh.  After that, me and David went around to DSW...it took me like 5 minutes to find a pair of shoes that looked nice and was reasonably priced, and probably another 5-10 minutes to wait in line and check out.  So we were in and out in 10 minutes.  If we had a girl with us, we would have been in there for like an hour...because 4/5 of the store was women's shoes...scary.  I've gone shopping with girls before, and YES Alan, EVEN my sister...and it takes forever...my with my sister, at least I can tell her to hurry her ass up because I'm tired of waiting around for her.  BTW Alan...how man girls do I know...how many girls do YOU know...  ;)  watch it with the comments.  Just to be clear, don't take this as anything, I really don't care...but you know...sarcasm can be hard to read over the internet.  :P&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to Alan's place, me and David played more 1942, and Alan played a light gun game with Maria...she likes to shoot things evidently.  Then we helped Alan take out his trash, then I had to go because my sister was dropping something off for me.  I got a $30 bottle of fancy smancy alcohol of some sort for my friend Brandon, he's turning 21 Saturday!  :)  I have to pay Amy back...doh, I don't even know what I got him, it was funny though because I just got it out of the car in front of Jester and walked to my room with it...no one said anything but gee...it's in a brown paper sack...and it's shaped like a bottle...hmm...it's...root beer...yeah...that's it :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-85596529?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/85596529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=85596529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85596529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85596529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2002/10/today-we-got-paid.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-85571147</id><published>2002-10-17T01:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-17T01:41:46.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I added a new section to my page :)  Comments, questions, concerns - you know where to leave them...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-85571147?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/85571147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=85571147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85571147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85571147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2002/10/i-added-new-section-to-my-page.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-85562607</id><published>2002-10-15T00:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-15T00:54:34.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahaha...well, update on girl with stalker...kind of funny actually.  Well, I had the wrong guy entirely, haha...I thought she saying that this one guy was stalking her...but it was the wrong guy.  Haha...because the guy I thought she was talking about puzzled me and worried me.  Because I've talked to him before and he didn't seem like the type and plus he was one big dude...so if he ever came after me because I was always going around with her...I'd be in trouble.  But today...she clarified...it wasn't the big dude...which made a lot more sense to me...it was this one scrawny little freshman...so I was like - "oooooh!!  OK, that makes a lot more sense."  Yeah ok...well, I don't think I have to worry about if he ever tries starting anything with me.  After class, I told her I was going to RLM for physics lab, she said she was going there too.  When we were walking over, suddenly she kept trying to get behind me when I was talking to her...I was like "uhh...what are you doing?!"  She told me that stalker guy was in front of by RLM...so that's when the confusion started and I found out that stalker boy was really the other guy.  Funny.&lt;br /&gt;Also, her family is from Sri Lanka...I impressed her with my knowledge of the fact that the Buddhist Tamil Tigers were fighting with the Hindus and such...umm...don't ask me why I know that.  No, it's not what you think...I don't think I'm interested that way in this girl at all...  :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-85562607?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/85562607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=85562607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85562607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85562607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2002/10/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-85556490</id><published>2002-10-13T02:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-13T02:27:44.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man, what is up with UT and stalkers?  I think it all has to do with the fact that UT is the only university I know of so far that has the online directory...aka, the "stalker pages."  I mean many people have had problems with stalkers.  I even had to go with Pam to HEB all the time just in case she had a run in with her "stalker"...but I think Pam just made that up so we'd pay more attention to her.  Hahaha j/k.  Then there was Monica and her girl stalker...and my friend James who was stalked by a guy...they found out later that they couldn't find records of a guy under that name who even goes to UT...now that's freaky.  I met a girl in my ME class that's being stalked my another guy in my class.  She told me she's only talked to him like twice or something, and he's already calling her like every other day or something like that, apparently he looked her up in the directory...christ...I don't even know how to spell her first name...I wonder how he figured it out so quickly...STALKER!!!  Yeah...she told me she had to make up some shit about her having a fight with her "boyfriend" to get out of going out with him...she even showed me the letter he wrote her...uhh...creepy...  So after class Wednesday, I walked her back to Kinsolving.  Man I'm such a tool...I'm not exactly big and threatening either...so what the heck is the deal?!  Hehe, oh well...I guess I'm just being nice.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will suck royally...homework, study, laundry...I hope.  NO going to the lab!!  Maybe I'll go to Gregory though :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a random side note -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[02:10 AM] EveKan: are you being funny dear?&lt;br /&gt;[02:12 AM] AdamhSieh: dear?&lt;br /&gt;[02:12 AM] AdamhSieh: hehe&lt;br /&gt;[02:12 AM] AdamhSieh: can i call you pumpkin? ahahaha :-D&lt;br /&gt;[02:12 AM] EveKan: only for this month&lt;br /&gt;[02:12 AM] EveKan: :)&lt;br /&gt;[02:12 AM] AdamhSieh: ok pumpkin :) hehe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-85556490?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/85556490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=85556490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85556490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85556490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2002/10/man-what-is-up-with-ut-and-stalkers-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-85540511</id><published>2002-10-08T17:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-08T17:44:53.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What crappy weather today...but at least it's the first time I haven't had to stand around waiting for the bus and stuff.  Like last fall when I had to literally swim/wade my way back to my apartment from the bus stop...that was interesting...and that little creek behind the bus stop was about overflow and was flowing at like 100 mph...that was exciting...  I braved the tornado to go take a calc quiz that was canceled...bastards...&lt;br /&gt;Today was same old same old...woke up, hastily get ready to go, go downstairs and grab some food. go to work...sit there for a couple of hours and go to class.  So I go to class...it was boring as usual.  I go home and fall asleep and my friend Wendy calls me up and wanted to see if I was up for pho...which I am always up for.  She was like - "you were sleeping weren't you?!"  I said - "Umm...no..."  "Liar!!"  Haha...it was amusing.  After pho I hung out with her all afternoon until like 5pm.  It was fun, I haven't gotten to do anything with her...or seen her for that matter since the beginning of summer.&lt;br /&gt;I have to go back to work tonight...bah...  Of course, Ami asked if someone would cover for her from 5-7pm...uhh...hell no, I don't want to be there from 5-10pm...that would just suck.  Vinee also emailed me asking me to cover for her tomorrow night...AGAIN...argh...when the fuck will they learn that we have lives too...Christ...at least she was nice about it.  Thanks Vinee.  :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-85540511?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/85540511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=85540511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85540511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85540511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2002/10/what-crappy-weather-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-85511904</id><published>2002-10-01T11:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-10-01T11:45:02.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bored bored bored...my life is so boring now...I guess that's what I get for studying all the time...blah.  I have a test Friday so I'm trying to finish up all the crap I have to do that due on Friday...stupid Statics...&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to blog about...but Pam is at work and bored...so in an attempt to keep her from going insane and kill Mrs. Beakly, I suppose I'll make a post about nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I have to come back later and work from 5-10pm tonight because Ami has to go to Houston and pick someone up...bah.  Looks like no dinner tonight.  Hrmm...what else can I talk about...oh yeah!  When me and David were buying our tickets Friday, I ran in someone I hadn't seen or talked to in a year...I won't say who or anything because she might be reading...hehehe...but I didn't recognize her and I didn't realize it until like Sunday...I had an inkling Friday night...but I wasn't sure...that was weird.&lt;br /&gt;There's a really squirrely physics TA that comes in and bugs Nathan all the time...he wears glasses that are like 10 times bigger than his eyes and carries a backpack larger than his torso...I wonder how he manages to stand and walk.  He's really annoying too...presumptuous little bastard...on Fridays when Nathan leaves early, he'll just go back into Nathan's office by himself or take whatever without asking ME...I DO work here you know...little punk...so now I just lock the office after Nathan leaves...some weird old guy gave me a dirty look because one time he went in the back after Nathan was already gone.  After he left I got up and locked the back room...when he came back to try again, he found that the door was locked and left without saying a word...he did give me a dirty look though...asshole...  My point is...I wish people would show some respect and ASK the people who work here before they go and do random shit...it just pisses me off because I always make sure to ask before I do anything...usually...because I enough respect of others to do so...  As you noticed, the trend on my blog...I just hate people in general who annoy me...I don't discriminate who I discriminate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-85511904?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/85511904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=85511904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85511904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85511904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2002/10/bored-bored-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-385501446</id><published>2002-09-28T02:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-09-28T02:33:10.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/vq.htm" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mutedfaith.com/images/sv.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/vq.htm" target="new"&gt;What Type of Villain are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-385501446?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/385501446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=385501446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/385501446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/385501446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2002/09/what-type-of-villain-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-85477794</id><published>2002-09-22T00:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-09-22T00:41:10.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, it's been an entire week since the last time I blogged...argh.  School as been keeping me so busy...I'm studying every night almost...that is so sad.  I tanked my first physics test too...that really pissed me off because I studied for that stupid thing too...man engineering physics 2 is just raping me...and that's no fun.  This semester will suck...period.&lt;br /&gt;Friday we all went over to Grey's house and he made chicken in his little rotating grill thing...the name escapes me at the moment...but it was good!  So juicy, much better than the crap you get at restaurants.  He made stuffing too!  It was SUPER good.  Me and David played Battlefield 1942 all night, man that game is fun.  I was a scout and I spotted for David to coordinate his artillery fire from the battleship.  Unfortunately David was firing from the safety a battleship while I was running around on the frontline with my useless crappy inaccurate sniper rifle.  I died...a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Today I woke up, went to work...or tried to...the stupid janitor locked the top lock...which only 2 of us have keys to...which is retarded...so I called up David and asked him to get down here and open the lab...because Vine was flakey and unreliable at best, I didn't bother calling her.  Argh...so after an hour of sitting out in the hall in front of the lab, David finally shows up and opens the door.  Monica shows up later and hands her keys over to me, so now I have keys...I have some extra keys to the rest of the building too apparently, but I don't know what they do...&lt;br /&gt;Pammy calls around 5 or so and sees if I was up for dinner and stuff.  So I say "hell yeah, you bet'cha" or something to that extent.  So as soon as David gets there I close the lab.  Of course I had to beat the last guy over the head and drag his unconscious heap outside into the hallway, but it was for Pam's sake so it was no problem.  David helped too, he threw the guy's bag out into the hallway.  We drive over the Grey's for a quick stop over and then we go over to Trudy's to eat!  Of course, I was the only one would couldn't drink...damn my underagedness.  Pam finished a whole thing of Mexican Martini, I was impressed.  I remember the last time we went to Trudy's for Lichee's birthday - half a thing of Martini and a Smirnoff Ice later, Pam was extra friendly and funny.  After THAT, we go back to Grey's and watch movies and play more 1942.  Pam and Leo brought their wedding pictures down too, it was a big fat album!  The most well documented wedding in HISTORY.&lt;br /&gt;So that leads me to what I'm doing now...sitting on my ass and typing at 120 wpm...haha.  As fast as I type, there are still those who type faster than me...inconceivable!!  I'll probably watch a movie and go to bed early or something...I'm pooped...only to be followed by a day of studying tomorrow...bah.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I just emailed the president of my fraternity tell him that I'm stepping down from my office and going inactive for the remainder of the semester...I'm sick of all the shit, and I can't afford the time and money right now.  School is shit, and I'd rather just hang out and play games than go party and drink...not what I call relaxing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-85477794?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/85477794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=85477794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85477794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85477794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2002/09/well-its-been-entire-week-since-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-85451848</id><published>2002-09-15T01:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-09-15T01:09:55.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jeez...I've been going to the library for the past couple of nights...even tonight...it was Saturday for god sake and I was at the library until about 11pm...that's so wrong.  And stupid Jester closes everything early Saturday night...so there was like NOTHING to eat...annoying as hell.  I met this girl in the library today.  We were talking and she asked what ethnicity I was.  I told her I was Chinese and she asked me if I could guess what ethnicity she was, and I said Vietnamese...Chinese?  And damn, I was right on the money...good to see my Asian radar is still fine tuned - she was Vietnamese with a little bit of Chinese.  Hehehe...but of course, that's not the real reason why I go to the library...honestly :P&lt;br /&gt;Today my sister and Monica were moving...dear god...they all call me like 4-5 times this morning and woke me up.  So I finally drag my lazy ass out of bed and walk ALL the way over to Monica's apartment from Jester...from 21st and Speedway to 29th and San Antonio...it was a long ass walk.  And by the time I get over there, Monica had already left and was like "oops...I forgot you were coming!"  I was like...&lt;i&gt;@%$@#$%^*#&amp;&amp;@&lt;/i&gt;!!!!!!  Anyway, Grey comes around and picks me up and we go up north to their new apartment.  It was nice...we helped them set up and crap...fun fun fun.&lt;br /&gt;So I met this dude Brian that Monica is dating now I guess.  Nice guy, I approve, he gets my jokes.  :)  Go Monica.  Haha.  I'm a pretty good judge of character I think...&lt;br /&gt;Uggh...school is still sucking ass...my life's getting better though I guess...slowly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-85451848?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/85451848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=85451848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85451848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85451848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2002/09/jeez.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-85437071</id><published>2002-09-11T01:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-09-11T01:40:59.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I'm sitting here listening to some music and recovering...  I fought another long and grueling battle with physics homework...I surrender!!  Good thing I only live on the 3rd floor...I was tempted to jump out my window.  Fortunately, one of my friends is giving up her evening to help me with physics.  Thanks!  w000t.&lt;br /&gt;Well, funny thing, turns out Amy is moving Saturday...I have to work that day...so maybe I'll get out of helping her.  Although I'd feel guilty about not helping her move though.  It's in my nature to help people...and to hate people.  I'd help any of my friends out if I can, especially my family.  And then, if I don't like the way you look, I automatically hate you.  My nature is funny like that.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, school sucks, my life sucks.  Someone run me over, I'm going to start jumping in front of cars while crossing the street.&lt;br /&gt;Friday's party was really fun, I've gotta drink more.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why everyone has to have a screen name type deal.  If Grey is grey, can I be Blue?  Like Deep Blue, the IBM computer, woo!&lt;br /&gt;Battlefield 1942 is fun, I ran someone over with a jeep.  And then later on, two guys tried driving past me in another jeep, I was manning an MG42 and I blew them up, I was like - "yeah!!"...  My victory was short lived however because Grey dived bombed me and blew me up...that bastard.  So, let's go over there Friday and play some more :P hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Ok...I admit...I'm addicted to Neverwinter Nights...I need help!  My monk is so far ahead in the game...but I just started another character, a sorceress.  Woo, blasting people from far away while your henchman and minions keep them occupied is fun.  Good thing magic isn't prone to friendly fire.&lt;br /&gt;One last thing, I really don't like hanging out with my other friends anymore.  All the other guys I'm good friends with have girlfriends now...and when I'm around, I always feel like the third wheel....always...  :(  It's annoying.  Even Brandon, god, I've known him since 7th grade, but of course, once he finds a girlfriend, I get stuck on the backburner until they break up...it's always how it is.  Oh well, I'll stick with gaming and become a hermit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-85437071?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/85437071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=85437071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85437071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85437071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2002/09/well-im-sitting-here-listening-to-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-385428241</id><published>2002-09-08T23:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-09-08T23:35:12.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, this has been a so-so weekend...argh.  Friday night was pretty fun I guess.  I closed the lab and went home and took a nap, had dinner, and went over to the house.  A lot of the guys were there already setting up for the party.  It was pretty tight, we had a pretty good turn out, we even had to start turning down guys to try and even out the girl/guy ratio.  I went with a friend's friend and her friends to her place afterwards and they made pancakes, they were good.  When she was dropping me off in front of Jester, I fell out of the car instead of stepping out of it like a normal person...too much drinky drinky I guess.  I scraped up my leg kinda, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I woke up and went to work...it was uneventful...I stayed afterwards for an hour or two and played Neverwinter Nights for a bit longer...that's about it.  Boring day.&lt;br /&gt;Today sucked ass...I went to the library for like 3-4 hours trying to figure out this physics crap...I hate my professor...he doesn't lecture well, and he keeps assigning us homework over material he hasn't covered yet...bastard...I hope he dies soon.  So I went over to the lab and tried getting a little help from David, he helped a little...eventually I just gave up and played more NVN.  I hate physics...I emailed the TA...going to see if I can go get help from him sometimes this week.  Now I'm just sitting here...wondering if I'll pass physics or just fail it.  Crap...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-385428241?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/385428241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=385428241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/385428241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/385428241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2002/09/well-this-has-been-so-so-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-85420193</id><published>2002-09-06T02:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-09-06T02:54:11.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey folks, check this out - &lt;a href="http://pmcl.ph.utexas.edu/~Rurouni/Pam's%20Wedding/adam/index.html"&gt;Pam's wedding from a 5'8" perspective.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-85420193?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/85420193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=85420193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85420193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85420193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2002/09/hey-folks-check-this-out-pams-wedding.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-85404299</id><published>2002-09-02T01:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-09-02T01:24:08.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, well, this has been a really really fun weekend.  Friday after work, me and David drove over to Alan's and we all drove down to Houston together, we stopped over at Alan's house in Sugarland.  Nice house, and his parents are really nice too...well, his mom and stepdad anyway, nice people.  They seem like such decent people...I wonder how Alan turned out the way he is...haha.  His mom cooked for us too, it was good...steak...mmm...  Afterwards, I went with David and stayed at his uncle's house so Alan's house wouldn't be overcrowded.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, we drove to some Chinese restaurant and had dim sum with Alan and his mother, it was pretty good.  After that we went grocery shopping with them at some huge mall place, it was really big, and there were Asian hootchies everywhere.  It was also the biggest Chinese market I've seen to date.  Then David decided to go to his grandmother's place to play mahjong...not my idea of fun, so I went with Alan, Maria, Cathy, and their mom.  We went to the Museum of Science or something like that downtown and saw some butterfly exhibit, it was alright, kind of cool, there were waterfalls and stuff inside, very pretty.  Alan and Cathy's mom made us spring rolls for dinner, they were super good.  Alan's aunts came by later with their kids...man, I can't stand little kids...they annoy me...Alan's little 5 year old cousin kept trying to hit me in the face...so I threatened to kill him...good fathering qualities huh?  And supposedly, the younger Aunt was hitting on me...she asked if I wanted to go party with her...I didn't think that qualified as "hitting on someone"...but I guess it does since everyone thought she was hitting on me...oh god...&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was the "big day"...we had a few hours to kill so we went to CompUSA and I bought some connector thingy that will let me watch TV on my laptop...that'll be nice since I don't have a real TV, and I bought a 2x optical wheel mouse for $20...I thought it was a good deal anyway.  We go back to David's place and change, and then leave for the Marriott where the wedding was...man, it was hella hot.  We get there to the Marriott about 20 minutes early and sure enough, Lichee was there already, so we tell him where the actual room was and we walk over there, sign in, and wonder around until Alan, Monica, Cathy, and Maria get there and we all go in and sit down and wait, meanwhile cracking a bunch of inappropriate jokes as is our custom.  I can see how Cathy and Alan are related...their sense of humor is almost identical.  The ceremony goes through without a hitch, things went smoothly as far as I could tell, Pammy was as beautiful as ever, and no one stumbled over their lines or fell off the stage.  The reception was nice, man, our table was like the loud pig table, we were always the first in line for food and drinks, hehe.  The food was pretty good, and I had to get other people to get alcohol for me, it was a little annoying, but I guess it worked.  After dinner was supposed to be dancing...but only our table were dancing and stuff...everyone else was content with sitting there with their thumbs up their asses...oh well.  It was really fun and I had a good time dancing with the girls and making myself look stupid, but it was all in good fun.  During the bouquet and garter toss...Alan and Cathy got both...it was rigged, haha.  I got to dance with Pammy too, it was nice.  After we were all good and tired, and the DJ was playing the last song, we decided to leave, we said our byes and our thanks and left...whew...what a night.&lt;br /&gt;We're leaving tomorrow, should get back into Austin around 3-3:30...and then I have to get a lot of homework done...man, that won't be fun.  Before we leave, I think David wants to go eat at some place on Bellaire...I think I'm going to go for that over all you can eat steak with Alan since I can't eat that much anyway.&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those weekends that I will look back and smile about.  It was great, and I think missing some parties with my other friends was a small price to pay.  Thanks go out to people -&gt; Alan's family, David's Uncle, and of course, our beloved Pammy for making such a wonderful weekend possible.  I'll post my pictures as soon as I can...seeing how my transfer cable is in Dallas...I'll see if I can borrow one from someone though.  Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-85404299?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/85404299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=85404299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85404299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85404299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2002/09/wow-well-this-has-been-really-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3411429.post-85393960</id><published>2002-08-29T10:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-08-29T10:44:46.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>See, I figured out the way to deal with those pesky people handing out flyers for their stupid church.  And I've devised a system if you will.  If it's a old dude, I just ignore him and walk right past him.  If it's a guy and he looks like a student, just politely say no thanks.  If it's a girl, you just take it and don't ask any questions.  Unless she's ugly, in which case you refer back to the case with the old man.  Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I had to get to the lab at 9 this morning to work.  That wasn't very exciting except for the fact that I can wake up 20 minutes beforehand now.  Then I have class at 12:30...and after that, I get to go buy books, woo!  Books and notebooks and stuff...but of course I would like to go buy those at Wal-Mart or something...probably cheaper there anyway.  But whatever, I don't have a car, so my parents are going to pay for expensive notebooks, their fault, not mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3411429-85393960?l=rurounix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/feeds/85393960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3411429&amp;postID=85393960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85393960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3411429/posts/default/85393960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rurounix.blogspot.com/2002/08/see-i-figured-out-way-to-deal-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03563650309908472884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
