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[09 Jul 2005|11:13am] |
Sometimes I step into timeless zone And I lose my way I don't know where I am Sometimes I feel like I'm in the Milky Way And I lose myself I don't know who I am
I discover whiskers of a cat in a timeless zone And I put them on my face In a moment I become a sweet little cat And I dance on a flying saucer
CHORUS I am a cat
I discover ears of a cat in the Milky Way And I put them on my head In a moment I become a sweet little cat And I dance on a flying saucer
CHORUS
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| This Summer |
[30 Apr 2005|11:06pm] |
What I've got going for me this summer:
Some of this:

Mix these two together:


Riding this to work:

Trying to translate this:

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| They Might Be Orthonormal |
[08 Mar 2005|07:57pm] |

Free They Might Be Giants performance in Borders store #001. They autographed my Linear Algebra text.
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| Logic SLAM |
[15 Feb 2005|09:56pm] |
At the library they gave out free coffee if you listened to bad poetry. I had my three cups worth and wrote this poem:
Ode to Russell Hey, man, dig this set: It's all the "regular" sets. Oh wait, maybe not.
Snap snap snap snap.
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| Take it to the Limit |
[10 Feb 2005|12:50pm] |
Q: What did the calculus student order at an Asian Cuisine Restaurant? A: Lim Sup.
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[01 Feb 2005|10:03am] |
 Я хочу стать космонавтом.
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[28 Sep 2004|08:34pm] |

(23:02:21) H O Fader: Oh yeah. Star Trek Episode 27. (23:02:39) H O Fader: Spock makes the robot blow itself up.
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| Still doing it, huh? |
[11 Jun 2004|01:18pm] |
The haitus is back off, again. These are the pics of me and Jord's adventure to Las Vegas to see the Beastie Boys. It was amazing, best show ever. I high-fived adrock and pulled him halfway off stage. I'm proud. Watch the concert June 20th on MTV2 to scope me and Jord.




( MORE!!!!!!!!1111 )
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| Noses |
[14 May 2004|10:08pm] |


I have a nose fetish.
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[11 Apr 2004|01:31am] |
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Heisenbugs!
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| FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUCK YEZZZZZZ |
[08 Apr 2004|03:11pm] |
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YES> ROCKED> PRESENTATION
I gave my presentation on Internal Fracture Fixation Plates on the Radius and Ulna today and it was WELL FUCKING RECEIVED. Perfect time. 16:20. YES.
I trained with a heaver dowel for pointing to the projector screen, so I was aiming the professor's PATHETIC WOODEN DOWEL at the screen like it was nothing. At one point, I was swinging it so hard that I lost control and this happened:

The design recommendation for the osteoconductive buffer was BEAUTIFUL. I'd like to thank CB for saying "BONE FLOW" instead of "BLOOD FLOW"
My newest recommendation: HIV infected soda.
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YOU HAVE WU'D ME WITH YOUR GENEROUSITY
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| My Date |
[18 Jan 2004|08:23pm] |
After spending 48 hours without saying a word and staying in my room, I broke the fast by attending a "mixer" with the female side of my hall. In a matter of 10 minutes, I ate 7 pieces of pizza, drank a cup of cream soda, made fun of the dead girl that the lounge was named after, and fled the scene to return to my fortress of solitude.
For Martin Luther King day, I will be putting on a puppet-show reinactment of the assassination.
I swear to YHWH that I did not create this:
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| Up All Night Mask |
[02 Jan 2004|09:27am] |
Livejournal Quiz (Questions Omitted)- pineapple juice
- two towers (extended)
- hum-us and pee-tah
- Gigantic: A Tale of Two Johns
- water
- 3rd big lebowski viewing
- open office compilation
- kraftwerk
- two pairs of shorts
- one pair of raindeer pj-pants
- clean room
- coffee
- sleepwalking into paula's room
- two mushroom burgers with a-1
- sleepwalking in diningroom; petting tib shirtless; witnessed by paula
- tib
- mckern
- eventual nyquil
- lcdproc
- purchasing an lcd
- ir rc
- compiling dvd support into xine
- firebird thunderbird
- karl hungus
- corn
- wheat
- tax return
- jaw tightness, teeth grinding
- roxane
- java
- taxi driver
- hobert_europe
- the final temptation of trigonometry
The Roman soldiers set his cross in the ground, and in the act that would seal Cosine's fate, lifted him up, and nailed him to the cross. The sun beat down on his shoulders, hotter than he had ever felt, as if it was to rend a hole in the sky itself. The expression on Cosine's face quickly gave way to sheer panic and terror. Screaming maniacally, his throat quickly became parched and cracked; flecks of blood flew from his mouth. He yelled curses at the Roman State, profaned the name of Jupiter, and proclaimed the totality of opposite over hypotenuse. Quickly growing bored, the Roman lords left the scene, leaving the rabble of Cosine's supporters to grovel at their messiah's feet. As they reached the foot of the cross, one last spasm of incredible pain coursed through Cosine's body. Losing all bowel control, he defecated on his followers, marring their rags with his waste and blood. Thus was the fate for any who dared oppose Rome's glory. Trigonometry was quickly forgotten, considered to be just one of the many charlatan schemes that came and went in Rome.
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