ftc: the bacon war
Guy: I'm sorry Sophia and Anna, but I saw this and I really couldn't resist. http://i.imgur.com/dhUrG.jpg
Anna: The content of the sign, just like Mr. Valmonte's spelling of "you're welcome," is most unfortunately incorrect. However, unlike Mr. Valmonte, at least they did manage to get the right "you're" in there.
Clayton: There are two kinds of people in this world. Those who love bacon, and dirty fucking liars.
Anna: Wait you forgot the second category...
So I ended up asking Valmonte for a letter of rec, and sent him a short thank you note after adding him on Naviance. Something to the effect of: Thanks, I really appreciate it + Let me know if there’s any other information I can give you to help. And then he replied to my thanks! And I quote: Your welcome! I will let you know when the time comes……. Yeah I’m kind of...
you know you have a problem when...
You spend more time on robotics than you do on sleep. No joke. Son of a niffler (to borrow an Ivan-ism)—we’re not even 6 weeks in / just imagine build season / cannot keep this up. ART, as much as I love ye, this is going to drive me up the fucking wall.
so today in robotics...
Guy Geva told a joke about tachyons. The bartender says, “We don’t serve tachyons here.” A tachyon walks into a bar. HOLYSHIT DUDE, this is jokes on a whole new level. Then he went and blew our minds with the chicken crossing the road joke. What do they really mean by “the other side”—EVER THOUGHT ABOUT THAT?! Double meaning a;sdfkja;selfiMINDBLOWN. So...
and fuck you, college board
I missed the deadline for SAT registration by 20 minutes, because I didn’t realize that they set deadlines by EST. 9:20 PM and I’m about to sign up, BUT IT ALREADY COUNTS AS LATE REGISTRATION. $75? Kcool.
hello, is snooker there?
I always write my dog’s name and our home phone number on the raffle tickets you get for bringing your own shopping bags to Trader Joes. Then a few weeks ago my mom got a call from someone asking to speak to Snooker. Yes, that’s right, my dog won a $25 Trader Joes gift card.
to trust or to doubt
In the end it all comes down to risk. Risking your own opinions. Sighface.
burning man: hug deli →
Burning Man seems like such an interesting…place? Festival? Event? I’m not quite sure what to call it. Also, I know someone who’s going this year. Interested to see what they have to say.
Yup. Kinda figured. But what’s to be done now. Circumstantially, maybe, but as a matter of principle, it’s TOUGH SHIT ANNA, YOU BROUGHT THIS ON YOURSELF.