There is an ass that needs to be kicked. In fact, I still do feel that his ass deserves a severe pounding, a passionate pounding, even. I restrain myself not out of fear of the local law enforcement, but because it is unbecoming to go into a fit of rage in front of one’s girlfriend. […]
Close a door, open a door
Rejected: Columbia College, Johns Hopkins University. Accepted: SUNY Binghamton, Boston University. Waiting on (but is more or less in the bag): Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute. I’ve said that I would be happy no matter where I got into, and that statement has held true. Unless RPI is willing to give me a full scholarship and a […]
Nonviolence, Peace, Obedience, and…
*insert vow made under the influence of repeated late-night frustrated desperation*
One day I’ll catch that Drd13/Clr5/Rog2 in the act…
I don’t have normal dreams. I could’ve had a dream about Christmas, holiday spirit, or even the games (not to mention people) I’ve been obssessing over. Instead, I get some freakish conglomeration of…well…lots of things. This dream isn’t as clear as my last major one. I’m not sure how it started, but it involved me […]
I hope Salieri can absolve me
Everything I hear about MIT brims with coolness. Uberness, even. Running around in the middle of the night trying to avoid campus police, climbing on top of the dome, putting a car on top of the dome, creating ingenius works of technical brilliance, dressing up the school in homage to the video games of old…it’s […]
Out of context? Of course.
V. Au: But when I let the parent sleep, the child does work. However I need the parent to die. What is my problem? —– J. Lin: As long as a woman has a baby, she has no real reason to create literature. I knew that the letter from Carnegie Mellon was way too thin […]
Roly poly rhymes
Happy and sad, Tired and awake, I’m not sure how much more of this cycle I can take. I procrastinate. I sleep at 1 or 2 AM on a daily basis, waking up at 6:25 AM. I do very little homework, if at all, due in no small part to my tendency to get sidetracked […]
No soap, radio!
Actually, no pictures, just a post. As good as the pictures are, I’m afraid to touch my Coppermine photo gallery. There’s no real organization system; half of it’s organized one way, half another. Even the more organized half isn’t really organized efficiently. I may just end up reinstalling it and leaving the current gallery as […]
My fated, fearless, civilized, black and white call of duty
I snooped around and found layouts to give the site and the photo gallery graphical overhauls. I felt it was due for a change after nearly two months of inactivity.
“There are 8000 Yiddish words for penis. There’s a volume of the dictionary with the words Penis through Penis.”
Period listings taken from my Sconex profile. PERIOD 1: Pre-porn warmup (Mr. Quagmire) Giggity. PERIOD 2: Architecture (Mr. Rothenberg) Rothenberg is one of the craziest teachers ever, but that’s why we love him. Tons of corny jokes, random references, and random tangents make me stay awake during his lessons. Not to mention I’m considering architecture […]
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