Happy Grad Student

So there are few moments happier in a grad student's term of sorrow than when he can ask the question "is .0132 equal, statistically speaking, to .0132"?

Doncha wish your data was hot like mine, doncha?

Practical, Real Life Questions

If a black and a white cat cross your path, going in opposite directions, what does that mean for your luck life?

Moments of Drama

So this is one of the most nerve-wracking times of the years for me.

The new TV schedules are coming out.

So far:

How I Met Your Mother has been renewed. It's my current favorite show, and far ahead of that other show about a love-lorn twentysomething (What About Brian), on the basis of the fact that you actually like Ted. Brian, and the rest of his castmates, are a bunch of self-obsessed whiners.

Scrubs is yet again relegated to mis-season replacement. On the bright side, NBC's lineup isn't stellar, so one of those lesser shows will bite it soon enough...mwahahaha...

Reportedly, Veronica Mars is going to be coming back. Hopefully next season will have a lower bodycount. The first season began with Veronica a social outcast mourning the murder of her best friend and pondering the mystery of who raped her. And the show got darker the next year. Give me a break, fellas.

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Oh, and the award for lamest "24" ripoff goes to:

*drumroll*

"The Big Day", which chronicles the 24 hours before a wedding.

Sad, Lonely Work

I'm packing my bookshelves today.

It's not a pleasant task, nor a fun one. But the thing is...if I put all of my books in one...er...three boxes, someone's getting a hernia (and probably before the futon is moved). So I have to drag it out by spreading the on the bottoms of all of the boxes.

At least DVD boxes make good filler.

We don't serve your kind here

"We don't serve your kind here."
"Blimey! Why? Is it me peg leg?"
"No. We are ninjas. We don't serve pirates."

http://www.ninjanewyork.com/

Manifesto

To Everyone:

Just because I don't bring a date to an event, that does not mean I am gay.

To the ladies:

Please, do not introduce me as your friend who is "funny, but shy". Don't be surprised if I can make you laugh, or can hold up a conversation.

To the guys:

Please, do not get upset with your girlfriend because she spends a few minutes noticing I'm alive before she starts making out with you in a public venue, especially if she's trying to introduce me to someone who's not her. You don't look like a nice person.

To everyone:

I'm okay with who I am. I'm not broken. I'm okay with waking up without a hungover stranger in my bed. I'm just me. I don't know exactly where I fit in, but I fit in somewhere, and I'll find that place, someday.

You can do magic...

Why is David Blain called a "magician"?

I mean, escaping from a sphere of water is magic trick. Not escaping is...well...not.