Currently taking a break from doing hw in the morning and hittin' up a post. I'm trying to keep somewhat of a semi-regular update schedule, because I realized (again), that I just dont have time to keep up with all my friends via phonecalls, or even emails sometimes. This past weekend was fall break for CMU; In usual Carnegie Mellon lameness, we got one ENTIRE day off (except for the unfortunate souls that took a mini-1, whom I assume had finals on friday). That said, I certainly enjoyed this weekend off. I woke up late, did close to absolutely nothing on friday, and had a blast with it. Although, waking up at 8am to take Celia to the airport i guess could be considered a good deed...although I expect full repayment of favor in large quantities of red meat.
In other news, I spent about 8 hours on saturday watching college football. After suffering through the Nebraska vs Missouri upset starting at 12:30, I was treated to watching Texas Tech get dismantled in Austin from 3:30 to about 7. It was delicious. After getting food, I obligatedly turned on the Penn State Illinois game, to make sure that Illinois was, in fact, getting their asses handed to them. Credit them to start 80% of the team as non-seniors though. Brave, but forcibly ill advised. Some crappy things happened saturday evening that I dont really want to broadcast over the blog, so I took a run to Mt. Washington, up the incline, came back only to join the madness that is a friend of mine's 21st birthday. Hours of ridiculousness later ended saturday evening debauchery.
Waking up sunday, I just didn't feel like doing ANYTHING; after dragging myself to church, I came back in time to catch the Steelers smear the Bengals in Cinncinati, followed by the Eagles' ridiculously good fortuned comeback. Approximately 5pm is when reality caught up and academia reared its ugly head. Passed out around 1am.
Getting up this morning was entirely too difficult as I have not lifted due to my injury a few weeks back, and last week due to Megan's visit. I can tell my shoulders are still miffed when I squatted...lifting seemed rather unproductive today, although I know my body is just complaining cuz it was spoiled this weekend by adequate sleep. Now, all I get to do is do more hw, go to class, run errands, go to class, go to a conversation test, go to class, prepare for a presentation, have fraternity meeting, do hw, meet for presentation preparation; then maybe I'll have time to start another problem set. In addition, I start a new mini today (One I hope I am remotely interested in...Healthcare Ethics). It is a sad day when you wake up knowing your list of todo's will allow you to sleep no less than 14 hours later. LAME! Enough of the case of the mondays bitching, enjoy the joke...
I was riding to work yesterday when I observed a female driver cut right in front of a pickup truck, causing him to have to drive onto the shoulder to avoid hitting her. This evidently angered the driver enough that he hung his arm out his window and made a nasty sign with his fingers at the woman."Man, that guy is stupid," I thought to myself. I always smile nicely and wave in a sheepish manner whenever a female does anything to me in traffic. And here's why:I drive 48 miles each way every day to work. That's 96 miles each day. Of these, 16 miles each way is bumper to bumper. Most of the bumper-to-bumper is on an 8-lane highway.There are 7 cars every 40 feet for 32 miles. That works out to be 982 cars every mile, or 31,424 cars.Even though the rest of the 32 miles is not bumper-to-bumper, I figure I pass at least another 4,000 cars. That brings the number to something like 36,000 cars that I pass every day.Statistically, females drive half of these. That's 18,000 women drivers!In any given group of females, 1 in 28 has PMS. That's 642.According to Cosmopolitan, 70% describe their love life as dissatisfying or unrewarding. That's 449.According to the National Institute of Health, 22% of all females have seriously considered suicide or homicide. That's 98.And 34% describe men as their biggest problem. That's 33.According to the National Rifle Association, 5% of all females carry weapons, and this number is increasing.That means that every single day, I drive past at least one female that has a lousy love life, thinks men are her biggest problem, has seriously considered suicide or homicide, has PMS, and is armed.