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This lady is 2 cool 4 school!

I am a dope, for 2 reasons, at least.

1. Last night I left a place without telling my ride (and friend and sex-advice-expert) that I was leaving.

2. This morning I was supposed to meet a girl to study chemistry and a boy to study arabic at 9am in the UGL. I completely forgot about one of them.


Thats all. : (

I was thinking about a certain special white person that I know this morning, and it occured to me, that he is like sunshine, and so I wrote a song about him, and it goes like this:

You are my sunshine,
my only sunshine,
you make me happy
when I am sad,
you'll never know dear,
how much I love you,
oh please don't take
my sunshine away!

You may think this is plagerism and I'm lying about having written it myself, but that's simply not true.

Oh, and for all of you women in graduate school, Lia has some advice for you: You should cut your hair off, because you need to be butch so that the guys in graduate school don't come all over you!

That's all! have a good day!

Intellectual masturbation is much more harmful than physically pleasing yourself. People should never ever intellectually masturbate! I feel very strongly about this, because I believe that thinking too much can lead to depression, confusion and hopelessness, or just bad ideas in general. Traditional masturbation doesn't lead to depression or confusion unless there is guilt. Otherwise, it is a wonderful way of enjoying your body, as long as there is a healthy relationship between your mind and body.

This was an email I got... Decide for yourself whether it is funny or stupid! (or whatever)

> Question: What is the truest definition of Globalization?
>
> Answer: Princess Diana's death.
>
> Question: How come?
>
> Answer:
>
> An English princess
>
> with an Egyptian boyfriend
>
> crashes in a French tunnel,
>
> driving a German car
>
> with a Dutch engine,
>
> driven by a Belgian who was drunk
>
> on Scottish whisky,
> (check the bottle before you change the spelling)
>
> followed closely by Italian Paparazzi,
>
> on Japanese motorcycles;
>
> treated by an American doctor,
>
> using Brazilian medicines.
>
> This is sent to you by an American,
>
> using Bill Gates'technology,
>
> and you're probably reading this on your computer,
>
> that uses Taiwanese chips,
>
> and a Korean monitor,
>
> assembled by Bangladeshi workers
>
> in a Singapore plant,
>
> transported by Indian truck drivers,
>
> hijacked by Indonesians,
>
> unloaded by Sicilian longshoremen,
>
> and trucked to you by Mexican illegals.....

That, my friends, is Globalization

This is personal

If there is one thing that I think is great it is play. Playing involves creativity, spontaneity and interaction with friends and people. It's way better than Donuts or Alcohol or Schwag.

Also, if there is one thing that I think is evil it is:

MOST TELEVISION PROGRAMMING

It swallows souls, leaving in their absence gapping holes of Darkness that are often filled with lethargy, depression, and pettiness. Although I think there can be some good that comes from TV, there are probably many more bad things to consider:

-The local news (sophisticated gossip)
-MTV (mostly a trashy cesspool of filth and shallowness)
-Too Many Commercials (encourage conformity)
-Sitcoms and especially Soap Operas (mindless!)

Although all of these things can be enjoyed for what they are, in the long run they seem Dangerous and Evil. I guess you could argue that MTV is funny, and commercials are sometimes creative, and sitcoms provide amusing commentaries on our lives, and soap operas are so ridiculous that they are basically harmless, but shit, isn't anyone afraid that we admire the people in the commercials, in sitcoms and soaps, and on MTV, too much? Our minds are our own! Why not make up our own funny commentaries on life? Why sit half-witted in front of your TV, letting other people think of funny things to say?

Am I being ridiculous? Maybe TV actually enriches our lives more than it takes away from them. But I don't think so. I think that the power of pictures compels us. I think we should stop being compelled by pictures so much. Take action! Jump off our couches, and say “F U T V, F U!” Then go outside and do something. Homer may be a badass, but lets face it. He’s a fat, lazy… Taoist? Bum? Loser? At-peace-with-the-universist? Maybe that’s not so bad. In the end, is Einstein any better than Homer?. Who cares if time speeds up and space gets longer at the speed of light! Nothing really matters unless it matters to you. If you do not burden anybody else, then you are free to do what you want, and nobody can say that one person is better than another.

I guess my problem with TV is personal. I feel like I waste time in front of the TV. I feel like a lazy lardbucket when I watch tv for hours. I also feel empty. Everything I have said here is personal. It applies to me and not necessarily other people. I guess all moral positions probably come from a personal emotion. Joe feels lonely and lost in the technological world, and so he is an environmentalist. Maricella feels fear when she sees hippies dancing naked in the woods, and so she is a Conservative Christian. Susan doesn’t understand faith, and so she is an Atheist. George doesn’t like philosophy, so he thinks people who talk about philosophy are arrogant. Marge feels degraded and filthified when she sees porn so she starts a Mothers against Porn club. I don’t feel comfortable watching TV so I call it evil.

What it all comes down to is the individual human being. I don't know how to tell the difference between universal evil and personal evil, so I'm just going to assume that there is only personal evil. If a society decides that Murder and Rape are evil, then for that society, Murder and Rape are evil. Do the grasshoppers care? Probably not!

What it all comes down to is respect for the self and others, and living at peace with yourself and others. The most important thing is to be true to your soul, and respect other people's right to be true to themselves. As silly and trite as it sounds, it is all I believe in.

UT is so lively today! Here is what I saw on the West Mall at Noon:

Leslie Cochran (the homeless guy who runs for Mayor every year) was wearing a skin-tight leopard print bodysuit, and yelling at the Fundamentalist Christians across from him, and the Fundamentalist Christians, dressed in conservative suits and long skirts, were holding signs about Salvation and Damnation and yelling at the students. The students were mostly ignoring the Christians and Leslie as they waited for the "Don't Walk" sign to change to "Walk." The Christians, in turn, were ignoring Leslie, who didn't seem to mind. The sound of drums and a flute filled the background because the hippies were having their weekly Drum Circle. A reporter from Fox News was recording things with a camera for some reason. A guy handed me 2 snickers bars! A girl from the University Health Center gave me a bag of healthy things. The shuttle drivers were getting people to sign a petition for better health benefits, safer buses and a raise. A bunch of sororities were having bake sales while another student group was making free grilled cheese sandwhiches. A happy looking guy from California came up to me and said "Do they do this every day?" as he pointed at the Drum Circle. I replied, "Only on wednesdays."

Ok thats all I have 2 go 2 class now! Have a good day ya'll.

Evilness comes in the form of temptation. I have been given the opportunity to not do my homework and get good grades on it. My teacher has an old website with all the homeworks plus solutions on it. My study buddy found the website and told me about it, and I used it! I procrastinated last night thinking "oh well, if I can't finish the homework on my own, I can just use the answers online." And I did! I went to sleep early, and then woke up early to copy the answers from the website. I feel dirty. Am I a Degree Whore, or do I really care about learning? When given the opportunity to be a slacker, it seems I will take it.

So, should I tell my teacher about his website? I'm sure he knows it exists. And if I tell him about it and he takes it down, my classmates will be pissed. I don't think I should tell him about it. I should have enough will power to not use it if I really care about learning this stuff. My classmates who are pre-med don't need to know how to calculate the expectation value of the Hamiltonian operator for a wavefunction. But I do! So it is not up to my teacher to remove the temptation. It is up to me to fight the Laziness within.

This may not even be that funny, but I have to post it:

Chemowocky
by Mark Stewart

'Twas Boron, and the Silicon
Did Carbon in the Cadmium;
All Merc'ry were the Lanthanides
And the Molybdenum.


"Beware the Hydrogen, my son!
The teeth that bite! The chops that chum!
Beware the Bismuth bird, and shun
The dread Beryllium!"


He Gold his Cobalt blade in hand,
Long time the Fluorine foe he Zinc,
Till rested he by a Krypton tree
And Strontiumed to think.


And as in Argon thought he stood,
The Hydrogen, with Iodine,
Came Radon through the Tungsten wood
And Sulfured Astatine!


One two! one two! and through and through
The Cobalt blade went Scandium!
He left it dead, and with its Lead
He went Gallium back.


"And hast thou slain the Hydrogen?
Come to my arms, Antimony!
O Copper morn! Neon! Xenon!"
He Nickeled in his glee.


'Twas Boron, and the Silicon
Did Carbon in the Cadmium;
All Merc'ry were the Lanthanides
And the Molybdenum.

So, remember how the starbucks lady through a fit about my cup? I just came back from the same starbucks, and when i put my clean plastic cup on the counter the cashier didn't look mad. Instead, she said, "wow, she has her own cup!" and the guy who was making the drinks said "and a lid too!" Then they gave me a large drink for the price of a small one! It was great!

I think I just made the best beans and rice dish I've made yet. It has just the right level of juiciness, just the right amount of onions and garlic and tomatos. I'm eating chocolate and drinking wine for lunch and skipping my arabic discussion hour. I turned 20 yesterday. The weather was not ominous, so that is a good thing. I was with people I love all day, so that was nice.

Ok thats all. Just remember, if you like beans, you can always come to my house.

This morning I went to Starbucks (who I admit is evil! because they simply ARE evil, but also because their drinks are addictive. Even though the drinks are addictive, I take responsibility for my behaviour.) So here is the story. I had a Starbucks plastic cup that I had washed out and cleaned at home so I could use it again. But the cashier just didn't want to use it. Here is what happened:

"Could I have a large carmel frappucino please?"
"Sure! That'll be 3.72."
"Ok, you can use this cup"
"Are you sure you want to use that cup?"
"Yes."
"Are you really really sure you want to use that cup?"
"Yes!"
"You really really want to use that cup." (this was more of a statement than a question.)
"Yes! Really really really." I replied.
"ok." she said, and finally took my cup.

Does anyone have any idea why she didn't want to take my cup? Any ideas about why she didn't want to take my cup would be appreciated! I just want to understand.

I fell asleep around 5:30pm yesterday and didn't wake up until 3:30am this morning. Then I went back to sleep from 7 to 9am. I ate breakfast and drank coffee on the balcony at 4am, and I felt like I lived by the ocean. The wind was blowing and it was drizzly, humid and cool. It made me wish that I was the captain of a fishing boat and not a stupid college student. I love Austin, but I would love Austin even more it only there were mountains to the west, and the ocean to the south! (and I was a fisherwoman). The town of my dreams would have just that. Mountains in the west, the ocean to the south, it would have about 200,000 people, and to the east farmland, and to the north wilderness. The weather would normally be around 75 degrees and sunny, and slightly breezy.

Every so often there would be big storms, and during the storm, there would be a city-wide celebration.

At night there would be lots of stars because there would be no streetlights. There would be 4 annual festivals. There would be a center of learning where all people could go, but other than that, no schools. Kids would partake in as much work as they can, and would be treated as equals in the community. As a result, teenage angst would be eliminated. All people would be encouraged to find what interests them, and then could become apprentices at as early an age as is appropriate (or at a late age if needed)

Artists could be artists, and scientists could be scientists, but not at the expense of the community. These people would need to make at least some practical contribution, working about 15 hours a week cleaning the streets, or on other maintenance projects. Then, there would be no need for any one person to devote all of his or her time to maintenance! The artists and the scientists would be the maintenance workers in a small part of their time. The rest of their time could be devoted to whatever they want, but there would be an annual presentation of their work to the community (or every 2 years). Then, they are free to take what food they need from the markets, and live comfortably like everyone else. There would be no need for traditional government. Something non-traditional that was better than traditional government would serve in it's place. Law enforcement would involve fairness and equality! Anyone could live in this city, but if a citizen was not living within the goals and ideals of the city, that citizen would be politely asked to leave, and if they do not leave, then they would be forcibly (and politely) moved to the edge of the town. The city would be open to anyone who agrees to live by the city's standards.

If anyone would like to join me in making of the Brave new world, please let me know!

Also, you should all check out Bubba's Blog (formerly Stephanie's blog) and if you are inspired, contribute to the formation of the Bubba personality. Go to www.blogger.com, and the username is Dendriana, and the password is shoeleather.

Ok, thats all. Have a good day everyone!

It is 5 till 4 in the morning and I am at my lab working on a lab write up. I feel a little jumpy being in a building all by myself late at night. The reflection off the glass door to the cold room is particularly scary. It looks black on the inside, like someone could be standing just behind the glass looking out at me and I wouldn't be able to tell. The "EMERGENCY EXIT" screen over a hole in the wall could also have someone inside of it.

In conclusion,

I AM TIRED!