Posted 23:35 by Tycho

Cead Mile Failte!

Welcome to my Blog!

Alrighty! Where do I start? Oh, right! Woke up at about 9:30 this morning, and jumped out of bed [went so quickly I nearly lost my handhold to get onto my chair...that would have been a nasty spill...would have been funny as hell, though].

Then I stumbled off on my way to class, nearly slipping down the stairs getting to our door. Way to go! The door wouldn't close, and it took me a minute to figure out that our doormat was in the way. And I'm supposed to be an engineer. Go figure. You know y'all are screwed if I ever graduate with an engineering degree.

Then I came back and tried to do my reading for my cognitive thinking class. It was insanely boring, and I only finished two chapters out of three. Well, I skimmed the third, but I wasn't really paying attention to it.

After that, I whisked my way to Thermo, really interesting course. Unfortunately the homework problem due Thursday involves a spring, which just complicates everything to the point of a lot of confusion. I'll probably have to go to the professor for a little bit of help, but I don't think it'll be much of a problem. I've got all day tomorrow to work on it.

At 3:30, I had a meeting with my suff advisor. Got the go ahead for my project, along with a timeline of what needs to be done and when it's due. I'm really glad I have Prof. Gray as my advisor.

Then I got back and went lifting with Russ. It sucks because my coke bottle lenses always fog up when we get to the weight room [after I freeze my ass solid on the way over, because I generally do not wear a jacket, just a t-shirt and shorts]. Yeah, I'm one of those "smart people". Good thing I'm not a nudist. Else I'd really be fucked in this weather. [And yes, Chris, your nuts would literally freeze...Quincy is warmer than out here, man]

I went to DAKA for supper tonight, to give myself a good meal. See, I regressed into that phase where I don't eat. I might have a couple hundred calories a day, but not much more. My normal intake is about 3,000 calories a day, but I've been known to go up to 5,000 calories per day sometimes. Just ask my parents for the food bill they pay for me, hehehe. I went there, ate some BBQ beef, chicken with biscuits, some pasta, and a slice of pizza. Then I had some chocolate milk, to top it all off.

I was forced into an impromptu poker game at about 7:00. Price to sit? $1.00. That $1.00 lasted everyone about 4 hours [rather than the 1 hour expected play time]. I fucking can't believe I had two really good hands [Flush with spades, Ace high, and then pocket jacks], and lost to 4 of a kinds!!! That's just insulting! I lost most of my money when I had that flush. That sucked. Oh well, it was all in good fun. And it got me away from doing my Thermo work [which I was planning on doing today].

One hand was great. Huge pot. Absolutely huge. Everyone had folded before the flop except for Topher and Owen. So then it came time for them to show their hands.

Topher: "Huh? What you got, bitch?"

*Owen flips cards over, showing pocket 7's*

Topher: "Oh fuck."

Both of them had pocket 7's. They split the pot, and all that betting was for nothing.

Not to mention that hardcore arm wrestling action. All of them, except for Topher, has between a 50 and 60 pound advantage over me. And therefore I got smacked. But it was worth seeing Topher's jugular pop two feet out the side of his head. We all thought he was going to have an aneurism or something. We caught a picture of it during the next match...damn that thing got huge. Fricking scary, but incredibly cool at the same time.

A while after that, I went out [against a four of a kind...I hate you, Bill]. It was a fun evening. It made me feel awake again. I've been feeling perpetually tired no matter how much sleep I get...and I don't know why. That snapped me out of it, though the fatigue is coming back, now that I'm beginning to unwind my hyperness.

Always faithful. Always optimistic. Always excited. Never willing to compromise who I am. Never gives up, even if defeat is certain and inevitable no matter what action I take. Perpetually HYPER!!! The old me is back...well, sort of. Working on it. Give me some time to get back to normal [well, my "normal", as opposed to "normal" normal].

YEARGH!!!!!!!!

Alright, I SERIOUSLY need to buckle down tomorrow and get that Thermo out of the way. I'm meeting my project partners for Cognitive Thinking at 2 PM in the Campus Center.

That class is a very interesting course. I'm glad I chose to take it instead of economics.

I also watched some Red vs. Blue today.

Caboose: "I can't believe Church shot me!"

Church's Ghost: "Oh, don't you even start, Caboose!

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Church's Ghost: "It's working! The orange one is leaving the base. I repeat: the orange one is leaving the base!"

Tucker: "Roger that"

Church's Ghost: "Ok...now here's what we do blah blah blah blah"

Caboose: "Ooh! Tucker! Tucker! Tucker! Is that Church? Would you please, could you say hi to him, for me?"

Tucker: "What was that? Caboose was talking to me. ::To Caboose:: Shut up, man."

Church's Ghost: "Roger. Here's what--"

**Tucker, through Church's headset** : "No, I'm not yelling. I'm just asking you to please be quiet until I'm done talking to Church......No, you can't talk to him..........No! How is it possible for you to talk to him over my headset?!?"

Church's Ghost: "My God, I can't believe I actually died for this war..."