November 16, 2005
In explanation, Weaksaucery
Well, a quick update. After talking with my EE academic advisor, I can for sure graduate with a BS in EE at the end of Spring quarter if I don't fail anything else. In fact, I would only have to take 13 units or so my Spring quarter if that's all I cared about. As for my Philosophy degree, I did some calculations on my own and it looks like I'm short about three classes. I can go ahead and try and toss those in with my already kinda cramped schedules or I can take them over Summer I guess. I'm going to talk with a Philo academic advisor on Friday to see what he thinks.
I was really, really hoping I'd be able to get philosophy credits by studying abroad in Japan over the Summer. I got all excited when the thought occured to me, but as it turns out Summer abroad programs are pretty rare to begin with. Similarly, abroad programs that give philosophy credits are also pretty rare, so I guess that idea goes straight into the shitter before it even gets a chance to breathe. It was such a cool idea too.
As for other crap, I dunno. Midterms, studying, homework. I may have said this before already, but I've never worked as hard as I am working this quarter. And next quarter is probably going to be even worse since it looks like I'll be having nine scheduled hours of lab. Busy busy busy.
Now, normally, I don't like posting AIM conversations and such. It just seems sorta lame. But in this case, I'm gonna do it half because of laziness, half because I have a midterm tomorrow morning, and half because it explains pretty well what happened. Hopefully SOMEone will have the perseverence to actually read through the whole thing.
Me : what up
Mark : not much
Mark : sobering up a little, preparing to do a fat slice of greek
Me : yeah
Me : just about to get started on making some E&M notes
Me : for my test
Me : sigh
Mark : yow
Mark : what'd the day hold?
Me : man
Me : alright
Me : so
Me : this guy
Me : I was supposed to tutor this dude at 1030 this morning
Me : in how to use e-mail
Me : read, delete, and sending
Me : with AOL
Mark : wow
Mark : helluva job
Me : so he was supposed to pick me up from computer tutor around then
Me : I'd not met him yet
Me : only spopke on the phone
Me : so he comes in at that time
Mark : yeah
Me : and the dude is just weird looking
Me : blonde frizzy-ish hair
Me : parted sorta
Me : long
Mark : oh, jeez
Me : so like it stuck to the sides
Me : about an inch either way I think
Me : mustache
Me : smelled a bit funny
Me : so he asks a few questions
Me : I answer
Mark : yow
Me : and then I ask if he can drop me off on campus after we're done
Me : since I've got crap to do
Mark : yeah
Me : he says, "My dear old mom picked me up and brought me here so I can drop you off wherever afterwards"
Mark : oh!
Me : this dude is like 35
Mark : what the fuck?
Me : I dunno
Me : so I get in the car
Me : his mom
Me : like 60
Me : too old to be driving really
Mark : oh shit
Me : she says while we're in the car, "I think I'll go through the U-mall instead of on russell. I don't like driving on russell"
Me : and then
Me : like
Me : she doesn't turn
Me : and keeps going
Me : and hits russel
Me : l
Mark : haha
Me : then remarks, "Wow, we're at russell. That's funny, I didn't want to go on russell and here I end up"
Mark : what the hell
Me : which brings me to think, "how the fuck can you 'accidentally' end up on russel"
Me : I mean
Me : really
Mark : you are the only one driving the car
Me : she then proceeds to pull uot in the road
Me : nearly getting hit a few times before she finally makes it
Me : I'm scared for my life
Me : I was already wondering if this dude was just gonna bring me to his house to kill him
Me : er
Me : to kill me
Me : and now I'm wondering if I'm even gonna make it there
Me : so finally, we end up at his apartment
Me : well
Me : the mom pulls into a parking spot first
Me : but it's not really a parking spot
Mark : what?
Me : it's half a handicap spot and the place where the handicpaped people disembark
Mark : oh, man
Mark : where the fat stripes are
Me : yeah
Me : so then she says she'll give him her cell phone number so he can call her when he's done
Mark : but she did successfully negotiate the parking lot eventually
Me : well, not really
Mark : whoa, he's got his own place?
Me : we just got out there
Mark : nice
Me : I figured I woudln't ask questions, that'd just be a bad idea
Mark : you disembarked
Mark : yeah
Me : they might deliberatley take longer to kill me
Me : anyhow
Mark : hahah
Me : we disembarked after some fuss about cell phones and stuff
Me : and we go to his apartment
Me : get in , and it smells like him
Me : not unsurprisingly
Me : not bad..., just..., not good
Mark : yeah
Mark : it has a smell
Me : oh yes, at some point, he mentions he's learning e-mail because, "he's going on a romance trip across Ukraine and Russia and e-mail is the only way the girls can contact [him]"
Me : so anyway
Me : get in the apartment
Me : he's got a new dell
Mark : hdsfk
Me : probably just bought it recently
Mark : he said that?
Me : yes.
Me : those words.
Mark : a romance trip
Me : yes.
Me : so
Mark : nice
Me : he's got a "spectator" newsletter
Me : SF rag I guess
Me : on the floor
Mark : yeehaw
Me : which has a half naked woman on it, and says, "So and so is a rising porn star, the reasons in this issue" or something to that meaning
Me : no other porn around the place though, so I guess he cleaned up before I came
Me : so we do the tutoring
Me : I show him how to read e-mail
Me : most of the e-mail regarding his Russian visa
Me : and the applications and fees
Me : so that he can go on a trip called something like, "A Romantic Affair" in Ukraine and Russia
Mark : delightful
Me : or something
Mark : that has to be a scam
Me : so altogether, it takes 30 minutes to show him what it's all about
Mark : nice
Me : he catches on pretty quick
Me : and the client is reaosnably easy to use
Mark : yeah, it's fucking AOL
Me : at which point he starts cracking jokes
Mark : ah oh
Me : he cracked one about bush
Me : which I don't recall
Me : then one that went like, "
Me : "Most people didn't know that Clinton didn't get along with doctors. Apparently a bunch of doctors was telling him on one of his trips that he was going to get sick from the South California smog. He said that it was okay since he didn't inhale."
Me : so I laugh
Me : politely
Me : though I'm a bit confused
Me : I figure it's a crack about the cigar and him not using it properly
Mark : no no
Mark : that's a real old one
Mark : the scandal of his first campaign was his marijuana use
Me : so then he explains about the marijuana and him not inhaling
Mark : yeah
Me : but I swear to god that was dubya
Me : and I say something to that extent
Me : but I guess I'm wrong
Mark : dubya did coke
Me : in any case, cracks some uncomfortable jokes
Me : (shows how good my memory is)
Mark : so says oliver stone
Me : and time comes for paying
Mark : ah oh
Me : so he says, "how much do I owe"
Mark : ...
Me : and I say, "well, it's usually 25 bucks an hour..."
Mark : so 12.50
Me : and I was going to continue and say that we only went for half an hour
Mark : yeah
Me : but he interrupts with, "How about I give you 50?"
Mark : whoa
Mark : what did he ask you next?
Me : at which point I'm about to object
Me : or something
Mark : yeah
Me : but then he pulls out a fat wad of bills from his pocket
Me : not even his wallet
Me : his pocket
Me : just a fat wad of bills
Mark : nice
Me : 20s on the outside
Me : so I say some stupid thing 'cause I'm absolutely dumbstruck
Mark : yeah
Me : so he fishes two 20s out of the pile
Me : and looks around for a 10
Mark : whoa
Mark : 50 indeed
Me : and says, "shoot, I don't have a 10. Here, have 60"
Mark : wha
Mark : he slung you 60?
Me : and at that point, I really don't know what else to do but accept and say, "Wow, thanks. If you have any problems, feel free to give a call"
Me : yeah
Me : for half an hour
Mark : hell yeah
Me : so a bit more talk
Me : then walk back to the car
Me : and I see the car is still in roughly the same place
Me : with the mother inside
Me : as we're walking, he mentions how a friend of his went to the phillipines
Me : and "brought back a girl who looked like she came from a James bond flick"
Mark : oh, man
Me : absolutely gorgeous and such
Me : and how another friend went on a trip to Russia
Mark : trading in women
Me : and came home with a wife who was smoking, was studying/was a doctor, and could play piano
Me : and he says he's not looking for anything like that, but something
Me : don't remember what the something was
Me : but yeah
Mark : not a doctor?
Mark : wow
Mark : people are nuts, man
Me : so then the ride back was largely uneventful
Me : except for the scary driving
Mark : that's pretty bizarre
Me : but yeah
Mark : haha
Me : I'm still kinda reeling
Me : the whole ordeal was kinda confusing
Me : and world-view changing
Mark : you think so?
Mark : people are crazy
Me : never met a guy and his mom like taht before
Me : maybe not world-view changing
Mark : though he was pretty crazy
Me : oh, he's a pharmacist apparently
Me : so, quite loaded I'm assuming
Mark : oh no
Mark : he probably jacks off in the birth control
Me : beats me
Me : but
Mark : yeah
Me : the way he talked about it
Me : made it seem like he went into it primarily for the money
Me : secondarily because he liked chem
Mark : not much chemistry in pharmacy
Me : biochem stuff
Me : :shrugs:
Mark : well
Mark : regardless
Mark : he made bank and mom drove him around
Me : yes.
Me : and tipped VERY well
Mark : you've never met a person entirely dependent on their mother?
Mark : that's a fucking hell of a tip
Me : he mentioned that I made him very happy
Mark : hell of a fucking tip
Mark : wow
Mark : well, there you go
Me : so I guess he was just very grateful
Mark : human contact
Me : if only all people were so, er, kind-hearted
Me : or something
Mark : it's a good thing to have
Mark : desperate?
Me : or I was enabling his mack-doing
Mark : haha
Me : his ability to mack on
Me : or something
Mark : that's not mack
Mark : that's slave-trade
Me : more like, find the green card
Mark : yeah
Mark : and become a pharmacist yourself
Me : pretty much
Me : so
Me : how was your own day?
Mark : not that eventful, i'll say that
Mark : i did wake up late and hung over
