We're about to drop an elevator; I'm beside myself...

Ruy, the closing tag is not the problem. The lack of cake, however, is.

• 15:05 Influences on visual perception: CSIFCE. #
• 15:05 Composition, shape, illumination, familiarity, context, expectation. #
• 15:08 I will determine what I'm supposed to be learning by watching these hockey clips. The answer is not hockey. #
• 15:09 It might be that Canada pwned the USSR at hockey once. You know, back when said USSR existed... #
• 20:44 Goodie! I have obtained my textbook for Computer Vision. Now, if only I could connect to the ugrad Matlab from here. #
• 20:45 Heh. So, it turns out that being defriended yet again, has begun to hurt less. Not *not* painful, but it certainly has dulled. #
• 22:18 This was a triumph. I'm making a note here: huge success. It's hard to overstate my satisfaction. #
• 22:18 Mmm, Romanian yelling. Just what I like to here at 22:00. #
• 22:18 In truth, I like DINNER better. #
• 22:19 *sigh* The perks of living with Ruy. #
• 22:44 "Alright, I'm going to write on the whiteboard what I need to do tomorrow." - Ruy #
• 22:44 "Okay, I'm going to Twitter you doing so." - Me #
• 22:44 Work, bunnies, pack, internet, clean, file, email the friends. #
• 22:45 And so I did. And it was good. #
• 23:22 We're just now getting around to cooking dinner. See, this? This is what I have to put up with. #
• 23:22 However, I just bought a new flavour of Febreze Noticeables, and it smells like laundry, which is my FAVOURITE SCENT EVER. #
• 23:23 I should specify: CLEAN laundry. Fresh out of the dryer. #
• 23:24 There is a chair in our kitchen (which is very small, and has no room for anything but appliances and counterspace and us and such). #
• 23:25 Not sure how it got there, but it is reminiscent of that time we found a salt shaker in our bathroom. No one knew how that got there either. #
• 23:45 It's just been revoked! #
• 23:47 ...sorry, watching Family Guy. #

Won't you take me to Funkytown?

Twitterings for September 7th:

• 21:19 Don't drop the blueberry juice, don't drop the blueberry juice. #
• 21:20 *drops the blueberry juice* Damn it! #
• 21:20 Today does not feel like Sunday. At all. In fact, I'm very much surprised that I have to get up and go to school tomorrow. #
• 21:20 At 15:00. #
• 21:21 Ruy went to his parents' for the day to do laundry and have pre-Romania discussions. #
• 21:21 I'm sure they all yelled at least once, so it's probably a good thing that I didn't go. #
• 21:22 Instead, I had the world's best dinner. #
• 21:22 You can add good soup to anything and make BETTER SOUP. #
• 21:23 Or rather, you can take something already delicious, add good soup to it, and have an AWESOME MEAL. #
• 21:24 I'm really building it up here - all I had was potato leek soup (storebought), with (brown rice) macaroni in it. #
• 21:25 But I boiled the pasta in the soup, so it was even better. I really can't describe it. #
• 21:25 Like macaroni and cheese, but without all the lactose. And...the cheese... #
• 21:26 I was productive today, too. Did review of last week's stuff for school. Watched more Railscasts. Sorted more Sim clothing. #
• 21:27 Slowly catching up on my friends' list, as well. And GReader. #
• 21:27 And I crocheted! Maybe things will be done in time for Christmas this year. Or *GASP* early?! #
• 21:41 Won't you take me to Funkytown? #
• 21:42 I need to find a juice that does not have apple juice as an ingredient. I thought I was safe with the blueberry juice, but alas, apples. #
• 21:42 The roof of my mouth is all cut up. Owwww.... #
• 21:43 On an unrelated note, I have a weakness for cellos. #

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Then, we tried to prove Pythagoras' Theorem...

Twitterings for September 4th, 2008, that I forgot to post.

• 10:46 Must be the season of the witch. #
• 10:46 But also, forestry class. I see a fern, a giant pinecone, and...an apple? So, what *are* we learning today? #
• 10:47 Maybe he's just hungry? #
• 10:51 I know I eat giant pinecones for breakfast. #
• 19:08 *flails* #
• 19:09 Sometimes, Ruy chooses really bad times to bring up subjects. #
• 19:09 So, yes, I'm already tense about school, and this being my last semester and all. #
• 19:10 Like I want to think about what I'm going to do for extended health coverage when I'm no longer covered under my parents'. #
• 19:10 Especially given my 300 or so pre-existing medical conditions. #
• 19:14 So, they won't cover anything to do with my depression, anxiety, glaucoma, osteochondritis dessicans in my knee, osteonecrosis in my foot... #
• 19:14 Dear god, I should probably not actually develop Gastroesophageal Reflux Disease between now and next year, or I'll be paying for that too. #
• 19:14 These drugs ain't cheap. #
• 19:15 *flails* #
• 20:59 Allison Cameron for the win. *nod* #
• 23:14 Yes, Ruy, House moved because of alien intervention. #

Ebullient sparklepire.

A collection of Twitterings (Twitter is a microblogging service - I periodically post messages there throughout the day, and they're collected at the end of the day and (theoretically) posted here. Except, I can't get them to autopost, so I just copied from my other blog (which none of you, except Lisa (that I know of), read). Long story short, you'll get a set of these at least once every few days. Piece them together, and you may find that I'm either quite crazy, or quite clever.

• 11:36 Teardrop on the fire... #
• 13:03 Yes, I'm glad it's 84 degrees and brightly sunny in Cupertino. This does not apply while I'm in Vancouver. #
• 13:04 ...it's 61 degrees here. Well, geez, I know I said I was too hot... *changes to Celsius* #
• 13:06 First day of school yesterday. One class, 5 minutes long, quite literally. Prof is freakin' ancient. #
• 13:07 The funny part of all this being, of course, that he recognized my last name. #
• 13:07 Because of my dad. #
• 13:07 Did I mention it was a Forestry class and this guy was ancient? #
• 13:08 How do you still recognize a last name 40 years later? #
• 13:08 The best part of this, being, I will get called on a lot, since I'm one of the 2 in the class whose name he already knows. #
• 13:08 Damn it, there goes my anonymity. #
• 13:09 Computer Vision this afternoon. I'm fairly certain I'll just blend right into that class. #
• 13:10 Or put my head through the wall due to the calculus. #
• 13:31 Eh, I guess we'll see. #
• 13:32 2 hour Bones premiere tonight. Nobody call between the hours of 19:45 and 22:15. I need the 15 minute buffer zone on either side. #
• 13:32 For hyperventilating. #
• 13:45 How did I end up in debug mode for Seeqpod? #
• 13:45 Hava nagila! #
• 16:38 The date today is not the 9th, nor is it the 5th. ...at least I go the year right. #
• 16:38 Undergraduate information sheep. #
• 16:38 Hi, Bob! #
• 16:39 I, [subject name here], hereby promise not to fall asleep in this class. Much. #
• 16:39 ...if he makes me swivel to the left once more, I'm flinging my pen at him. #
• 16:40 [So, of course, he spent the entire class on the left side of the classroom.] #
• 16:40 "I like to tell stories" does not read "I like tall shoes." #
• 16:40 ...I wonder if he'll tell stories about tall shoes. #
• 16:41 Didn't bring laptop to class. So, yes, I manual-Twittered while I sat there. Pathetic, no? #
• 16:41 So, this *gets distracted*... #
• 16:42 Right, so this is apparently going to be the class that BLOWS MY MIND, OMG. #
• 16:42 I shit you not. #
• 16:54 Wikipedia is not a verb. #
• 16:55 Do you say you're going to go an "encyclopedia" something? #
• 16:55 ...okay, *normal* people, do you say you're going to go and encyclopedia something? #
• 17:08 Where the hell is a good dictionary when you want to sit down and read one? #
• 23:57 You do *not* want to know what we just found in our cupboard. #
• 23:57 All I can say is...*shudder*. #
• 00:06 And Ruy's just making terrible puns. #

Thematic excavation...

So, you're probably all wondering where the hell I've been for 4 months.  There's a long answer, and a short answer.

The short answer is: away.

...

Oh, you wanted the long answer?

Alright, then...

It all began in the summer of 1967.  The trees were blue, the sky was green...

Or, more seriously, it was May of 2008.  The Yankees had just won the...

It was the summer of 2008.  I played a lot of The Sims.  I had a birthday (I turned an unimpressive 23).  I got a job working for the same company as Ruy (though, rather unfortunately, Ruy is the one who "suggests" what I should work on next, which can be quite irritating, considering everything I've been assigned so far has either been not good enough, unappreciated, or in some cases, just plain not read at all).  We rescued 2 more bunnies, and named them Goomba and Blooper, after two characters in the Mario series of games.  They're both girls.

I learned stuff, wrote stuff, and did stuff.  Then I went on a roadtrip.  You'll get that write-up as soon as I have time to post it.  Long story short, we went to California.

I'm back at school for my last semester.  Two classes: Computer Vision, and Principles of Forestry Science.  Forestry Science taught by an ancient professor emeritus, which, by virtue of that fact, meant that he remembered the name Drozdiak.

Hava nagila!

For I am to update this blog more often.

...wait, I'm not Jewish.  Whatever, it's a good Hebrew folk song.

Janis would like me to announce that she is now engaged.  I'm sure that the, you know, 2 of you who didn't already know are quite pleased to hear this.  She's getting married next October.  I'm her maid of honour (of course).  She is not making me wear ugly kiwi green.  I am pleased.

It's definitely something.

I am decidedly not dead.  I'm not avoiding Facebook, except to the extent that I am avoiding Facebook.  I know I owe someone about 3 emails, and should probably get to that.  I suck at being a niece?

More updates later.  Work, work, work, school, school, lunch, House.