| I Hate Species Counterpoint!!!! |
[Oct. 27th, 2005|10:52 pm] |
OK, so I have to learn Species Counterpoint which is a system of juxtaposing two melodic lines against each other that dates from the 16th century. I have to complete some exercises that use this system but, THEY SUCK. I spent almost more time on this assignment that I ever have on a math assignment. But apparently it will make me a better musician. Still it is aggrivating!
Also, this weekend is the weekend before Halloween. I am performing a role in the Orton Hall - Haunted Hall. That should be fun and a great way to clear my head of this Counterpoint crap. BTW it is Friday, Saturday, Sunday 7-11pm. I also got to eat at Flicks in full Zombie costume - got some wierd looks and a few screaming girls with that one.
IF ANYONE FROM P.O. READS THIS, we need to make an official reunion party on the week/weekend of Thanksgiving. I know Daniel, Denny, and myself are planning to stake out at Fry's in Seattle that weekend for the Xbox360 release. But hopefully we can do something fun like maybe the King's Wok and some event. |
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| Boredom |
[Oct. 7th, 2005|04:50 pm] |
What does Boredom + Whiteboard = ?
This:
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| Wow |
[Sep. 28th, 2005|11:40 pm] |
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I was reminded by something totally unrelated about something that I noticed at school. There were Gideon's handing out bibles today. The funny thing was one of them looked like Mark Twain. Yes, Mark Twain. As a matter of fact, he looked a lot like Dockmaster McDumbface from the Harper Dock. I was so tempted to respond to the man when he asked if I wanted a New Testement, "Do you own a Steamboat?" But I realized that would be insensitive. It did however remind me of Mark Twain who watches over the dock. When I come back for Thanksgiving I should make that "Vote YES Harper Ferry," Sign I said I would. |
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| LoL Livejournal! |
[Sep. 28th, 2005|09:41 pm] |
"It's been a long road, getting from there to here..."
It has been a long road and a long time since I have written in here. I love College. It is fun. And now for something completely different.
Today was a good day. I got to move into my new room in Stimson. (HIPHOP)The room is S-double'u'-double'e'-T(/HIPHOP). The only problem is I am tired as hell now. I get to work until Midnight and make another trip from my old room here back up the hill to Stimson. I swear it is the trail of tears each time I head up there. By the time I reach Stimson I have the facial expression of the Indian from the "Don't Mess With Texas" litter campaign minus the tires and McDonalds cups in the background. I will be much happier there though since I am closer to my classes and generally like the establishment better. We have a pool table, ping-pong table, foosball table, Weight Room, "Movie-Theatre"-style Big Screen TV room, and much much more (SARCASM)for one low easy payment of $3000.00(/SARCASM)!!!
Well I guess I should finish writing notes for Vocal Pedagogy before Dr. Converse decides to condemn the performance of our class again.
Peace Out. |
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| Crackpots and these women |
[Jun. 1st, 2005|09:44 am] |
So anyways, the power just came back on at OC. Needless to say it was complete mayhem before it came back on. I was just about to download a sweet EQ2 interface I found when everything died in the Humanities Lab around 7:30 am. For the past few hours it has been non-stop complaints and questions. When you get "I NEED TO TYPE MY TERM PAPER" from around a hundred disgruntled students you will realise how I feel right now.
Timeline:
7:30 am
Wow sweet interface, I like all the .... wtf? Black screen, black lights, blackness in general ( not Shaft or Barry White blackness but actual absence of color ). This leads me to realise how much I love the Air-Conditioning units in the Labs; It's frickin' Georgia in here! I am beginning to think I am the IT equivalent of Dr. Phil. I have heard it all from: I need this paper my teacher blah blah ... to I cannot take this kind of stress all these finals blah blah ... to I am going to kill whoever knocked out power blah blah ... et al. I guess I should call the Helpdesk and Facilities, but wait, what in God's name is this jive? Apparently someone put a whole jug of Arizona Iced Tea /* I am talking Gallon Jug */ in the Labtech Desk. And of course, it had to explode all over my directory, but, did I know this before grabbing it will all my might, of course not. Now my hands feel like I just got done with a naughty picture of Subcommander T'pol.
8:30 am
Props to whatever caused the Transformer on Naval Ave. to explode. It seems that the backup batteries for the Domain Servers cannot last an hour, since it has taken around 15 minutes for Instruction to come back online. The print queue gave BlackSnake a run for his money. I believe everyone is like YAY power, print Print PRINT! So I get to go one by one and delete their documents and reset the printer.
9:10 am
Well the Library is worse off. It seems the switch is in Coma mode. Something is dropping all Domain authentication requests. It is weird though because any computer that was logged on using the LibraryClass account before the power outage can now be loggen in. Apparently it has to do with cached credentials and apparently those computers can remember the DHCP password that was given to them before the power outage since 55% of the computers have no IP Address. I know what the problem is, but alas I am merely a Customer Service Representative. Of course it is the Switch as always, and it is only 100 feet from me but I cannot do anything since it is locked up by Fort Knox. I love bureaucracy. So I have to call the Helpdesk, Diane the lady on the phone has to call her/our boss Pam. Pam then notifies Technical Services manager Evelynn (Daniel's Boss). Evelynn sends a guy /* with this sweet Bluetooth headset by the way that makes me want to buy one */ who listens to my spill and confirms it is 97% the switch. So then Technical Services references Netweb who is in charge of the physical layer of our network. As Daniel and I and anyone who works in IT knows, Netweb is the least productive branch of IT. And guess what, they send Steve. I got to know steve through working over a break. We were running network installs in the Bremer Student Center. I recall asking him if I could install a keystone jack, which of course was denied. It would have taken me the lesser half of a minute. Yet, it took him 6 HOURS from me asking him about it. I know he was busy but I recall the 30 minute smoke break he took on top of lunch. Dan and I could have run cable in there in about 30 minutes. It took an entire day. Absolutely aphalling. And Netweb is not any better as a whole. Some requests for service date back 2 to 3 months. It just makes me so mad. Anyways he is here and he is "resetting the switch". I saw him about 5 minutes ago now he is gone.
10:04 am
My Network Connection Light blinked two or three times, but alas the student computers can still not access the Intruction domain. Both printers are dead as well. Fancy that. If I see him smoking a cigarette outside I will flip. Although I like the excitement, it kills me that I cannot fix it. I know yet I cannot. The story of my life as an employee here. Only two more months though until College. And I can bet that if I am employed at WSU IT I will NOT get a position such as this. A Labtech?? What a joke. Its more like Lab Babysitter. When I applied I assumed a Lab "TECH" fixed things and worked with computers. I have no problem working with people, my customer service skills are fine, but it is just so depressing. Some Co-Workers barely know how to navigate the Internet. They are great people /* Mostly don't get me going on that rant *? but still, I feel a LabTech should have basic technical skills. I mean I can tell the Printer has no IP address, I know how to Ping, I can diagnose most problems and not send in repair calls for an unplugged cable /* Yes it happens */. So I guess I just have to sit here at the mercy of Netweb's stellar performance.
10:20 am
Finally it is working. The last reset fixed the switch. Go Netweb! |
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| How cold do nipples need to be to cut cloth? |
[May. 29th, 2005|05:52 pm] |
So anyways, I was watching Star Trek: Enterprise Season 1 ( Call me a geek ) and I realized that T'Pol, the science officer, has nice cha-chas.
T'Pol, aka Jolene Blalock, is seen many times ( especially in the first episode ) with her nipple poking out so far that I wonder if here uniform can withstand the pressure. So that leads me to think; how cold would it have to be before her nipples could effectively split her shirt? |
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