Sunday, October 31, 2010

My Mac Education

I've been a PC user all my life.  At various sporadic times I have delved into the world of Apple just enough to become familiar with the most basic fundamentals of operating a Mac.  These times included high school photography classes, one summer job, using friend's Macbooks, and the rare usage of the Mac computer labs on campus.

There are those who have very adamant opinions about the superiority of one platform over the other, but I think these debates are silly, so I don't take sides.  As far as I can tell, it really just comes down to personal preference, and I have just stuck with PCs because that's what I have always been most familiar with.

When I transfered to Weber State, I was surprised to find that almost all of the computers on campus were Macs.  The only PC computer labs I have used are in the engineering building, and in the Non-Trad Student Center.

Because of the abundance of Macs at school, I am using them now more than ever before!  Most of them have a dual-boot mode where you can select to use either MacOS or Windows XP.  Call me crazy but I think it is strange to use a Mac that is running Windows.  I guess I'm just a purist.  So even though I'm less familiar with Mac OS, I usually selected that boot option.  At first I was content to limp along with my limited knowledge, capable of performing only the most basic tasks.

Recently I decided that if I was going to be spending more time with the sleek and stylish iMac, I should probably figure out how to use it properly.

As with all Apple related inquiries, I headed over to  There, I found a library of extremely useful tutorials specifically designed for users, like me, who are coming from a PC background.  They were really informative, easy to follow, and fun.  I really enjoyed watching the videos, following along, and then exploring the features on one of the school Macs.

In one afternoon I became a competent MacOS user, but more than that...I love it!

I've never been much of a Microsoft fanboy anyway, but lately Windows has been irritating me quite a lot.  Perhaps it is just me, but Windows seems to get worse with each new incarnation. Windows 7 is supposed to be quite good, but I've only used it a few times.  Regardless of how good Windows 7 turns out to be, I think I might prefer MacOS anyway.  Reliability aside, I really like the interface, and it seems to come pre-loaded with software that is actually really useful, and not just for advertising purposes.  Safari is so much better than Internet Explorer that it isn't even funny!  Though I still prefer Google Chrome for surfing the internet.  Anyway, the software on Macs is excellent.

Now before any PC fans start calling me a heretic, I haven't totally converted just yet.  There are still things I don't like about Apple products.  Ergonomics? Forget about it.  Apple has never had a decent mouse that actually felt good in the hand.  The new Magic Mouse is so bad it is laughable.  Luckily you can use any USB mouse with a Mac.  Logitech FTW!  I also don't like Apple's new standard keyboard.  It is the same keyboard that comes on their Macbooks, but is a slim stand-alone unit.  If I wanted to use a laptop keyboard I would just use a laptop.  Desktops should have a better, more substantial keyboard, with actual buttons, not the "Chiclet" style keys.  I guess the same USB peripheral rule applies here as with the mouse.
The price difference is debatable, but Macs are generally quite a bit more expensive than a comparable PC.

The purpose of this post isn't to say that I have finally taken a side in the Mac vs PC debate...because I haven't.  I'm just saying that I have a newfound appreciation for Macs and I actually enjoy using them now.  I like using PCs too, so I suppose it is good to be familiar with both platforms.

I think my next challenge will be to become an adept Linux user!

Friday, October 29, 2010

Timpanogos: Top Down

September 11, 1:30 am.  Robin and I, along with my friends Dave and Meagan (they are married) set off on a nice little night hike.  A hike up Mount Timpanogos.  This was my first time dong this particular hike, but Dave had done it several times and informed me that it was about 12 miles.
You may remember that I hiked Mount Olympus, which is 10 miles, and did it in about 5 hours round trip.  Based on that experience, I thought that 12 miles would be a peace of cake.  I was wrong.  It was hard...dang hard!
It took us about five and a half hours just to get to the top!  Once there, we rested for quite a while before starting back down.  All-in-all I think it took us around 12 hours to complete.  That's a lot of hiking!  It was long, but also very fun.  I loved the journey down because we actually got to see all the stuff we had missed during the night.  It was hard hiking in the dark with nothing but a headlamp and a trail to hopefully lead us in the right way.
Because of the darkness, I didn't even start taking pictures until we near the top.  So you get to see our adventure from the top down.

This was taken on the saddle, when the first glimmers of light began to appear.

Here is Robin at the top, just after sunrise.

Here I am, all bundled up.  It was cold up there!

Meagan, also very cold, and Dave is behind her in the brown hoodie.

The view from the top was fantastic!

This was where we hung out for a while so we could rest out of the wind.  We had some food, I took a nap, and we took a bunch of pictures.  It was fun sleeping on the top of mount Timpanogos.

Looking up at the shack from our retreat.  I really want to know how they got that up there.

Naturally I had to bring a little obnoxiousness to the experience.

Robin trying out a funny face. :)

In case you can't read my mark on the register, I wrote, "I totally kicked this dang mountain in the face!!"

Time to hike back down...

Meagan reluctantly posing for another picture.

That's where we were!  It was pretty barren up above the tree line.

Sometimes we felt like we were walking into Mordor.

Getting ready to go down the glacier!

Somehow we had to get all the way down there.

This is probably my favorite picture! 
Robin carefully selected some nice sharp rocks to help traverse the glacier.

It was quite the precarious decent.

This is my other favorite. :)

That's what we hiked/slid down!

At the bottom of the glacier was a delightful little lake with nice clear water.

I thought this lingering ice was really pretty.

The path was very scenic, but we still had so far to go!

Only hours before we were all the way on top of that farthest peak.

Walking, walking, and more walking...



Turns out there was a sign at the bottom of the trail.  How nice.


Gay Marriage: My Thoughts

Recently, a friend asked me for my thoughts on the issue of gay marriage to help her with a paper she was writing for school.  I kind of liked what I sent her so I thought I would include it here as well.

(I haven't finely edited any of this.  It was written pretty much stream of thought as the words came to me, so don't critique my writing.  Also, I am not posting this to draw in debate or criticism of my personal beliefs.  If you want to argue, keep it to yourself. As always, I will select which comments to publish or reject.)

My opinion pretty much spans the board.  I can see both sides of the issue, and I try to respect and understand both sides.  What I personally feel is right, and what I think would be best are a bit different also.
The short answer is that I support traditional marriage.  I agree that marriage should be defined as only between one man and one woman.  Marriage is an institution for the purpose of bearing and raising children, which is only possible between men and women.  These are my personal beliefs and values.
On the other hand, I also support the rights of people to love and be with whomever they choose, gay or straight.  So I don't feel that all people should be held to the ideals and standards that I personally agree with.  There is room in this world for all walks of life.
Regarding homosexual marriage, it seems as though all the arguments are focusing on "rights".  Marriage is not a right. Marriage is an institution, a legal arrangement, a social convention, but it is most definitely not a right.  Gays and straights currently have the exact same rights as each other regarding issues of love and marriage.  Gays are free to love anyone they choose, the same as a straight person, and gays are also free to marry someone of the opposite gender, the same as a straight person.
The issues arisewhen you define "rights" as the legal ability to marry the person you fall in love with.  In this sense, gays are limited.  This is not a human rights issue, or a question of prejudice; homosexuals are looking for the creation of new rights or privileges specific to them, which do not presently exist.
I think it should be allowed for people to legally bind themselves to whomever they choose, regardless of gender, for living arrangements, financial decisions, medical decisions, and other legal issues which must be deferred to "next of kin".  Obviously this situation would legally resemble a marriage.  So my feeling is that eventually gay marriage, in one form or another, will become legal in the states, and eventually encompass the nation.  It doesn’t necessarily have to be called a marriage, it could be called a civil union or whatever.  I don’t see a problem with homosexuals being given the same legal rights with their partners as married men and women are given.
I have stronger feelings about homosexuals being allowed to adopt children.Homosexuals choose to enter into a relationship which cannot naturally produce a child, and I feel that they need to take responsibility for this decision and accept all the consequences associated with it.  Not having children is one of those natural consequences.  This is not the same thing as a straight couple choosing to get married even though one of them is medically incapable of having children.  Their situation is limited by injury, or biological defect, not a fundamental inability to reproduce.
On a side note, I also feel that single people should not be allowed to adopt for the same reason.  I feel strongly that adopted children have a right to be raised in a natural and traditional family situation.
The problem with this opinion is that it is unenforceable.  There will undoubtedly be many legal situations where the only possible and responsible solution is to grant custody to a gay parent.  My opinion is based on an ideal.
As I said, I have to separate my opinions from what I think is actually practical.
The issue of religion and marriage is, to me, a completely null issue and not worth debating.  I think that churches can, and should, set moral standards and requirements for their congregations.  I don’t see any problem with gay marriage being legal in the nation, but not allowed by certain churches. 
Homosexuals have freedom of religion just like everyone else in this country, so they can choose to belong to a church that does not allow gay marriage, or sexual activity outside of marriage, just the same as they can choose to be part of a church that allows both of those things.  They can also choose no religion if they want.
If a homosexual does choose to be part of a church which does not condone homosexual behavior, then they need to be prepared to live by the standards set forth by that church.  It is their choice, no one is forcing them to be part of it.
Also, it should not be seen as prejudice or bigotry when churches choose not to allow homosexuals into their congregations; this is an issue of morals.  Whenever moral standards get involved, you have to allow people the freedom to follow what they feel is right.  Part of living in this world is learning to get along with people who have different values than  you do.
There are many examples of things which are legal, but not allowed in certain faiths.  Blood transfusions are legal, but not allowed by Jehovah’s Witnesses.  Smoking and drinking are legal, but not allowed for faithful Latter Day Saints.  Eating pork is legal, but not allowed by Judaism or Islam.  Eating beef is perfectly normal for most people, but unholy for Hindus.  These are all moral issues, and homosexuality is no different.  Legalizing gay marriage would not affect the moral standards of any church.  Furthermore, homosexuals should not accuse people of being bigoted for disapproving of a behavior which is perceived to be immoral.
Protests demanding that a certain church change their doctrines to be more inclusive of behavior which they feel is immoral is completely unrealistic, unacceptable, a waste of time, and quite frankly stupid.  Individuals have no right to expect a religious organization to change its fundamental doctrines or teachings to suit the desires of a public minority.  Even if it weren't a minority issue, churches should not alter their teachings or practices to conform to popular demands, especially if the demands are for the acceptance of immoral behavior.  They are separate entities not governed by state or popular opinion and can follow whatever principles or values that they deem appropriate.
Finally, people should not be surprised when religious values influence the way people vote.  People vote according to their own conscience, which is naturally a product of their personal beliefs and morals.  It should be obvious that how a person votes will be significantly influenced by their chosen religion.  Religious leaders are free to encourage their congregations to vote a particular way, if that is what they think is appropriate.
Protesting the religious influence on a voting issue is absolutely ridiculous.  Let all people vote according to their own values, and the majority decision should rule.
I don't understand why there is so much conflict over such a minor issue.  The potential legalization of gay marriage will have no influence on the moral standards of people, or religious organizations, and denying gay marriage will not oppress the rights of the gay community.  They will still have all the same rights as any other person in this country.  Personally, I don't care what ends up happening, but I put my support behind traditional marriage.

Monday, October 25, 2010

Masochist Update

I gave blood again tonight.  Five minutes.  Faster than last time. :)
How amazing would it be if I could break the four minute barrier?!  I'm going to go for that next time!

Once again the phlebotomist was super impressed with my large veins.  He figured he could fit four needles into my one big vein.  It might be kind of fun to see if he really could!
He used the 16 gage.  It was awesome.

I got pink smilies!

Halloween Party!

My friend Jason hosted a sweet Halloween party last Friday. It was a lot of fun and there were a bunch of great costumes there.

I was particularly proud of my "Mexican wrestler" costume. My brother brought the mask back from his cruise to Mexico and gave it to me "to enhance my obnoxiousness." The rest I either assembled or made.

Robin was kind enough to sew all the things that needed sewing, since I have no sewing machine skills whatsoever.

I think it turned out really well. :)

Check me out!  (I'm the one on the left.)

I ironed my cape before the party.  Snazzy, huh?

Edit: I also wore this costume to my friend Dave's Halloween party.  I won the costume contest!  I was really surprised because there were some great costumes there.  One couple dressed up as Thing 1 and Thing 2.  Another couple came as Fred and Wilma Flintstone with their little baby as Pebbles.  I really liked theirs.  They made it themselves, and they looked great!  My buddy Dave had quite possibly the most awesome Ninja Turtle costume ever!  I felt very honored to win the contest in the company of so many great costumes. :)

Super Weird Dream...In Color!

For a long time I've heard people debate about whether or not humans dream in color.  I've always been fascinated by this because I honestly don't remember my dreams vividly enough to know if they were in color, or just in black and white.  Well, that all changed a few nights ago!

First off, I should warn you that this dream was really really weird.  Like, super mega ultra crazy weird.  Ok, maybe not that weird, but it is kind of gross, so be warned.  Also, please don't judge me based on this crazy dream I had.  These aren't the sorts of things that occupy my waking thoughts.

Anyway, in my dream, I was hanging out in my brother's room for some unknown reason.  With me in the room was a really rich guy who had just taken delivery of a very large box.  More of a crate actually; only this wasn't an ordinary crate.  It was long, narrow, not too high off the ground, and rather coffin-like.

We pried open the crate, and inside was a dead mummy! (As opposed to a live mummy.)

I kind of started to freak out because as soon as we opened up the crate, a large yellow and black spider scurried out of the crate and started running around the room.  Apparently it had hitched a ride from wherever it was the mummy had come from.  I'm not a huge fan of spiders, and this one was the size of a large tarantula, so it was kind of unnerving.  While I was trying to avoid the spider, and figure out what to do with it, the rich guy did something quite shocking.

He grasped the mummy's arm by the wrist, and broke it off at the elbow.  He then unwrapped the bandages from the arm, revealing a kind of slimy green skin Underneath.  After briefly admiring the exposed arm, (here is the gross part,) he took a big bite out of the arm and ate it!

Apparently, in my dream, dead mummy flesh is some sort of delicacy that only rich people can afford.

I don't remember anything about what happened after that, but it was pretty weird nonetheless.

I'm more excited by the fact that, for once, I vividly remember dreaming in color!  Pretty neat huh?

(I think that the reason I had cannibalism on my mind was because I just finished reading a pretty weird book that featured a few instances of human consumption.)

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

28 birthday was Monday, which means I'm 28 now.  Saying that number sounds really old to me, even though I still feel pretty young.  My twenties seem to have flown by and now I find myself uncomfortably close to 30.  What the heck have I been doing all these years?  Lots of stuff I guess.
Anyway, it was a good birthday.  I had school until the late afternoon, and then we had a little family celebration in the evening with chocolate cake and a steak dinner.  My brother was good enough to come down from Logan, so that made me happy. :)
I generally don't like being the center of attention, so birthdays are sometimes awkward for me.  This one was good though.  The smaller the better.

ABC's of Me

Erica tagged me in this alphabet get-to-know-you thing, so here is mine.

A - attached or single: Attached. :)
B - best friend: Dave.
C - cake or pie: Can I have both?  I only like pie if it doesn't have fruit in it.  Anything chocolate is acceptable in either form.
D - day of choice: Why Saturday of course!
E - essential item:  Cell phone.  If I don't have it, I feel naked.  I don't like feeling naked, thus I need my phone.
F - favorite color:  Depends what the color is on.  For myself I like blue.
G - gummy bears or worms: Gimme the bears!
H - hometown: Bountiful, Utah
I - indulgence(s): Buying shaving equipment, movies, and books.  Oh, and sometimes I just have to have pizza and a really good cream soda.  Any of those things are guaranteed to cheer me up. :)
J - January or July: July for sure!  January pretty much blows in Utah.
K - kids: Someday.  I really want daughters.
L - life is incomplete without: Somebody special to share it with.
M - marriage date: Someday, I hope.
N - number of siblings: Two brothers. They rock.
O - oranges or apples: Apples.  Oranges are hard to peel, and they are all squishy.
P - phobias or fears: Falling, and large bodies of water.
Q - quote(s): "Nothing is so strong as gentleness, nothing so gentle as real strength." -Saint Francis de Sales
R - reason to smile: Being with someone special. :)
S - season: Mostly summer, but I also like autumn quite a lot.
T - tag five: Emmy, Jason, Kendra, Nikki, and Robin.  (This means you all have to answer these questions too...if you want.)
U - unknown fact about me: I once had a live insect crawl inside my ear while I was asleep and get stuck.  That was quite the awful experience, I don't recommend it.
V - vegetarian or oppressor of animal:  I'm not sure what the second option even means...anyway, I love animals of all kinds, I also like eating a few of them.
W - worst habit: Either picking my nose or cracking my knuckles. Whichever you find more gross.
X - x-rays or ultrasounds: X-Rays I guess.  This is kind of a dumb question though.
Y - your favorite food group:  Pizza! Yes, it is its own food group.
Z - zodiac: Libra

A Major Rock Climbing Achievement

Several weeks ago, my friend Dave and I made a quick trip up to Logan to do some climbing.
Dave is a very good climber, and he almost always lead climbs our routes first so I can climb them on top-rope.  I'm an ok climber, but I get really scared whenever I try to lead.  It just freaks me out to get above a bolt and know that if I fall, I will fall for several feet before the rope catches me.  Have I mentioned that I have a fear of falling?
For whatever reason, on this particular day, Dave was struggling on the wall.  Everyone has the occasional off day.  After spending a lot of time on a particular route, he needed a break, so I let him down.  He had made it about half-way up the wall.  This one was a longer climb than we usually do.
Somehow he convinced me to attempt to finish the climb, which meant that I would have to lead the last half.
The climb was rated a 5-10a.  The hardest climb I had previously attempted to lead (unsuccessfully) was a 5-9.
I quickly got up to the point where Dave had left off.  From there, things got considerably more scary.
It took me a long time to get the courage to try for the next bolt.  Eventually I went for it, and made it.
The following bolt seemed nearly impossible.  I tried to go for it and fell.  It was scary.  After falling I was even more nervous, but at least I knew that if I fell again I wasn't going to die.  Dave was watching me closely, and made sure I was safe.  I think I tried another time or two, before changing my strategy and taking a totally different path.  I had to drag myself over a sticker bush, but at least I got to a place where I could clip the next bolt.
I don't even remember how many bolts I had to clip; maybe four or five, but each time I would try for a bolt, I wouldn't like the direct path, so I would find a less direct way that was easier.
After passing the very last bolt, it seemed impossible to make it to the chains.  I just didn't have anything to hold on to.  Finally I had to go all the way out and around the edge of the face, where there was a place with large holds.  After that I easily got high enough, and just had to deal with a slightly awkward reach for the chains.  I had to cheat a little bit, but at least I finished the climb, and we didn't have to leave any gear behind.
I'm not sure if I'm cut out for this lead-climbing business, but it did feel good to finish this one.

Life of Pi

This book was WEIRD! Not so much at the beginning, or the middle, or even approaching the end, it was super ultra mega weird and creepy right AT the end! The second to last chapter was one of the most bizarre things I have ever read. Loved the twist!

The entire book wasn't at all what I expected. I was told that the beginning was difficult to get through, but once you got to the ocean, you never looked back.
I had the opposite reaction. I loved the beginning, and found the ocean part to be slightly repetitive and boring. The survival stuff was interesting, but there was an awful lot of fishing and a talking about fish.
I could go into great detail about my interpretation of the story, or how I might discuss the suggestion that this a story that will make you believe in God, but I don't want to give away anything to those who haven't read it. If you want to discuss it, feel free to let me know in a comment, or e-mail me. :)

I would recommend Life of Pi, provided you can handle a few parts of extreme violence and gore. In general it is a very mild story. There were just a few parts that made me cringe with disgust. This is probably one of the most graphically gory stories I have ever read. Most of it was good though.

Overall, I would probably give it three and a half stars out of five. It was good, I enjoyed most of it, but it isn't going to become one of my favorites.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

M. Night Update

Not long ago, my friend Mrs. James made me aware of a brilliant parody film.  Seeing as how I recently did a blog post on this very subject, I figured I needed to share it with you as well.  It is pretty dang awesome!  I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. :)

Remember the Narwhal?

Remember my Narwhal post?  Well I found this on and I want it!

This one is pretty good too.

Freakonomics and Dating

For my Econ 1010 class we are reading Freakonomics.  It's a pretty interesting book which I would recommend to anyone who is looking for a very basic understanding of the kinds of things that affect economy.

Chapter 2 deals with information and how people misrepresent it for their own benefit.  One specific example they give is online dating profiles and the kinds of personal stats people lie about.  Not surprisingly most people lie about their weight, height, and income.

They offered many other interesting statistics, such as:
-72% of women claim "above average" looks, with 68% for the men.
-If a man doesn't post a photo, he gets 60% as many e-mail responses as a man with a photo.
-If a woman doesn't post a photo she only gets 24% as many responses.
-56% of men, and 21% of women,  never get a single response.

Towards the end of the online dating example they talk about major disadvantages for both sexes.
One of the disadvantages for the men caught my eye.
"For a man, having red hair or curly hair is a downer."
Um...notice anything particularly red or curly about my hair?

A long time ago, I made the decision that I was not going to allow myself to enter the world of online dating unless I was 30 years old and still single.
I will be 28 in less than a week, so 30 is looming just around the corner.
I really hope I don't make it that long, because I really don't want to have to resort to the internet to get dates.
At least I don't have to worry about that for a while. ;)

My Worst Day Ever!

Have you ever had a really bad day?  I don't mean a regular bad day where a bunch of things went wrong, I mean an epically bad day where things went as wrongly as possible.

Here is the story of my worst day ever.

It was about four years ago when I was still at Utah State.  I had a big test first thing in the morning in my Strengths of Materials class, so of course I stayed up late studying.

The class normally started at 8:30, but our teacher wanted to give us an extra hour to complete the test (which usually means that you will need that extra hour because it will be super-dang hard) so he had us starting at 7:30 am.

I went to sleep that night hopeful that I would be well prepared for this test.

Yeah, I slept through my alarm.

When I woke up, I looked at the clock and saw that it was 8:05.


I was already 35 minutes late for my test!

I went into full-on panic mode and started freaking out.  Imagine the most desperate morning mad-dash in history!

I didn't have time to shower.  I didn't eat breakfast.  I didn't brush my teeth.  I didn't even go to the bathroom!  I just threw on some clothes, grabbed my backpack, and ran out the door.  

I lived not far from campus, and I probably could have walked to class in about 15 minutes, but I didn't have 15 minutes!

I ran to my car and sped up to campus.  I had no idea where I was going to park, I just had to get there ASAP!  

There is a little parking lot just outside the engineering building with a few parking meters, but they are almost always taken.  I was kind of planning on illegally parking somewhere and hoping that I didn't get a ticket in the time it took me to finish the test.
So I scream into the parking lot, and luckily there was one metered spot open.  I think I put in a quarter, but that didn't buy me much time.

So here I come rushing into class 45 minutes late for an exam, looking like an idiot.  All the busy test takers were focused and quiet, and every single one of them looked at me when I came in.  I'm sure I looked like I just rolled out of bed, because I did, but I think ten minutes from waking up to being in class must be some kind of record.  I'm actually kind of proud about that.

So I go to the front of the class to get my exam from the teacher, and of course he loudly reminds me that the exam started at 7:30.  I say "yeah, I know," grab my test, and find a seat in the back.

I start working on the exam, and I'm trying to go through it as quickly as possible to make up for lost time.  To make things worse, the test is really hard!  I thought I was well prepared for it, but I wasn't.  I had no idea how to do several of the problems.

So there I am sweating from my mad-dash to class, freaking out over this impossible exam, when suddenly, I have to go to the bathroom...bad.

(This may be TMI, but when I am really nervous about something, my body reacts by needing to go to the bathroom.)

So I'm trying to concentrate on this exam, while at the same time exerting all my powers of control to hold back the mess that is desperately trying to escape my bowels.  Needless to say, that would have been very bad.

It is at this time that I begin having an asthma attack.  Yes, I am serious.

(I have very very mild asthma.  So mild that it only pops up maybe once or twice a year.  I have an inhaler, but I use it so infrequently that I usually don't know where it is.)

So I am already an absolute mess, and now I start wheezing and coughing and struggling to breath.  As you can imagine, this drew a lot of attention my way.  I'm now sweating even worse than before.

I felt like I was going to die.  Not just die, but simultaneously fail a test, soil myself, and then die.  Had it actually occurred, it would have been an epically embarrassing death.

Finally I run out of time and my professor comes and takes the test away from me.  I have never been so glad to have a test over in all my life.  

I made a mad-dash for the bathroom, and took care of business.

With that taken care of, I felt a lot better.  The sweating stopped, the asthma calmed down, and I was finally able to gather my wits and figure out how I was going to recover.

I went outside to my car where a nice parking ticket was waiting for me.  Of course.

I had a class afterwards, but it was just institute, so I decided to skip it that day and get myself cleaned up a bit.

I drove home, showered, put on some clean clothes, had breakfast, and generally got myself put together.  After calming down a bit I walked back to campus to continue my day.

I don't remember how the rest of my day went, but nothing could have made up for that awful morning.

Yeah, I definitely failed that test.  100% genuine fail.  It was one of the worst tests in my college career, and the worst day of my life that I can remember.

At least it makes for a funny story.

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

One Step Closer...

Hey everyone!  Sorry I haven't blogged much lately; I've been pretty busy with school and I just don't have the time to sit down and blog like I used to.
The good news is that I have been having many blog-worthy adventures lately, so when I finally do get around to writing about them, you are sure to be amazed.

For now though, I have some news that I thought I should share...

I turned in my graduation application! (Yay)

Finally I am almost done with school!

All I need to do is get through this one last semester and then I can move on to the next chapter in my life.
("It better be a good one!" I say as I'm shaking my fist menacingly.)

Inspired by this post, I thought it would be cool to post my graduation progress.  Look how close I am!

Also, see that 146% credits? That's what happens when you switch schools three times.
Here's a tip: don't switch schools three times.

Also, my birthday is coming up in about two weeks.  I'm kind of nervous about this whole turning 28 business.  I feel extremely unaccomplished compared to other people my age.  No degree(yet), no wife, no kids, no house, no job.  I pretty much haven't done anything of any import in my life.  Not yet anyway.
So any comments of consolation or commiseration will be greatly appreciated. :)

Peace out!

p.s. I took the liberty of photoshopping any potentially sensitive information out of the above image.  So if it seems strange to have so many missing fields, that is deliberate.