I am currently on my slow Win2k laptop (to be returned to the CS dept in two weeks) outside in the freezing code just so that I can get cellular reception and Internet access off someone\’s unprotected wireless network.

Because my cordless is dead. Because SBC (according to their pre-recorded msg on their helpline) has accidental downage and will not be upage until 2:19 am. (estimate time pst of course). I don\’t like days like these!

Edit: 2 hours of downage and I already gave up my privilege of staying warm…then it comes back!

My parents\’ Sony cordless phone at home has lasted more than 10 years and is still chugging! It even survived my accidental drops.

As for my Vtech cordless phone with a 3 mailbox answering machine. It lasted approximately a year, right after the warranty expired.

The recipe for the soup I made for Aaron\’s party
two sliced peeled carrots
three celery stalks (that I forgot to skin, no wonder the celery was tough to eat)
three peeled medium-sized potatoes cut into eighths
one can of chicken broth 99% fat-free (how can it be 99% fat-free if 1% is fat?)
sliced and diced uncooked turkey breast, include a wing bone to make the soup asian if desired
two whole peeled onions, diced into small pieces that you can\’t even tell there\’s onion on the soup

put everything except celery into a large pot. add water until it covers most of the ingredients. boil, then add celery! then the soup will last for five days of meals if nobody at the party eats it.

And because of PREVIOUS COMPLAINTS, the e-mail address is no longer displayed in the comments. Just to protect yourself from spam. (Whose idea was it to put DELETETHIS or NOSPAM within an e-mail address.) If you did not know, b2 converts all e-mail addresses into ascii format so that bots cannot find the e-mail address. However, it is required that you enter one for my own evil purposes!

And my landline phone broke. I don\’t know why. Today, I picked up the phone to dial a number, but it wouldn\’t dial. I just heard the dial tone. So I called this number using my cellphone and it worked fine. I don\’t know what\’s wrong now. :p

I forgot that most people don\’t really know their boundaries. Why is it that I always keep mine and other people don\’t?

It was one of those unwanted nights when a debate went longer than it should. A conflict of some sort. So today, I woke up with a puffy left eye. Bad karma, perhaps?

Although it doesn\’t take into full account everything that was said last night, what had bothered me the most was this person\’s perception of volunteering that by volunteering to help out the disadvantaged, we are only further encouraging them to get things for free. Apparently he\’s quite the capitialist at a tender age of 20. Disadvantaged people tend to have many setbacks-learning disablitieis, mental problems, etc. They are not getting stuff for \”free\”. Of course, there a few that abuse it, but still. I volunteer at the Job Consortium and this is where we help people get back on their feet. He said, a waste of time. why help those who cannot help themselves? Good point, selfish little boy! I paraphrase this part: I am in a race. There are those who get water breaks all the time. [here he\’s alluding to \”rich kids\”] I don\’t get water breaks. I get hit by a bat every so often. Yet I still manage to be in the top 5. Do I really want to stop to help those who have fallen down to get back up?

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I wish I was at the big game! The year that I was born 1982…was when the play happened. In high school, the week before the Big Game all the teachers from Cal and Stanfurd would dress in yellow/blue and red, respectively. You could sense a happy competitive spirit in the air. I would go to my calculus class to be greeted by a red shirt then I would go to my gov\’t class where my teacher would be streaming yellow and blue all over the classroom.

Edit: CAL WON. tee hee! bears over those trees! 28 to 16, BEARS! We\’re going to the BOWL!

Did these awhile ago from here. Most things didn\’t work on me! Not even the large Mexican hats.

The only thing that looked remotely normal was me as a Japanese teenager. Or a punker. Or a someone with really straight hair.

Participate in this psych study! No compensation though, but you\’re helping some poor psych students!

And in other news, this is the second time I have been hijacked with the dot com toolbar, which really irritates me. It keeps misdirecting me to random websites. Imagine the future full of advertisements. How will computer n00bies deal with this? Especially since the majority don\’t know what the word spyware is especially when it means not using Kazaa. Imagine a future where we would be getting constant ads on our cellphone just because we are walking downtown. And how search engines aren\’t going to be useful anymore because companies spend millions in order to get their rank up up up in the air.

I have been blind for all this week. In fact, right now I can\’t even see what I am writing. Somehow last weekend, I accidentally left my glasses at home and so have to wear my contacts in order to see (I am very very very nearsighted-the only person that can beat my nearsightedness is ALECKY). So my habits of staying up late are firing back. My eyes start burning once it\’s past 11 pm. Can\’t wait until I can see after dark.

Today in my User Interfaces class, we discussed the social implications of friendster. Sniff, my dream come true! In fact, most of what the instructor said came from my previous observations-interaction of people, how there are no level of friendships (close friends are treated the same as acquaintances).

And what\’s more, she also talked about moblogging. That is, people blogging from cellphones and other mobile devices. But the function of moblogging is so that people can know instantaneously what is happening where and when.

For example chasing Bush around the UK. Now that\’s what I call stalking. <3 <3 <3!

\”You know how you make decisions that lead to other decisions but you don\’t remember why you made those decisions in the first place.\” – from Better Luck Tomorrow

Suddenly, I realize that\’s how I have been living the last few years of my life. If if everything is going wrong, some good came out of it. For example, the son of a farmer breaks his leg and cannot work in the fields anymore. Then a war starts in a distinct land and they recruit all the able-bodied young people. The son is not allowed to go. All the young people die, but the son lives.