rain, rain, stop harassing my cell phone
so we've been having 40 days and nights of rain. the other day the rain soaked through my backpack in which my cell phone was in. and well, though it seemed to be fine, i soon discovered that after 16 minutes and 42 seconds of conversation the connection died slowly. by slowly i mean the person i'm talking to starts sounding like the voice of a fading robot. and well, it happens after 16 minutes and 42 seconds each time. curs-ed rain.

i guess that's an effective way to keep my phone bill in check. although giving me an additional 400 minutes would have been just as effective. why is the glass always half empty... why is it always a glass... what is the square root of 342342...

oh sorry. fantasizing about numbers again ::strokes long white dumbledore beard and fixes moon spectacles::

i'm living in a dorm currently surrounded by freshmen for summer school. it just justifies my hate toward them. by hate i mean by love, because i know i too used to be a freshmen. and by love i mean hate, because i hate freshmen. they are loud and obnoxious and sometimes i want to strangle them. no, i take that back. i feel like that at all times. although some forms of loud and obnoxiousness is tolerable. i remember back in gatech one morning, around 4ish, i got up to hear the screeching and singing of some moron. and of course, i assumed the guy drunk. after about 10 minutes of the guy's singing and rambling, he stops short, and all of a sudden starts explaining a math problem clearly to i suppose whoever was sitting next to him. or, if he was drunk, to his other self. it's comforting to know that no matter what amount of intoxication level, techies are always alert when it comes to their engineering skills.

ok back to the wonderful world of capacitors and inductors and lab reports.