Quote of the Day

"Friends,

As you may have noticed (either by the chilly temperatures, the presence of exams, or the lights on the square), we're now on the pre-holiday season track, Kelvin-Helmholtz contracting down to the zero-age Christmas season. It's totally convective out there."


-Email from Steven Janowiecki, my good friend and talented caroler 

Quote of the Day

"So I'm in the AURA really late by myself, and I ripped this super rank fart.  And about 30 seconds later, the janitors walk in and start investigating the heater because they say that "there's a funky smell in the room".  HAHAHAHAHAHA 

Miss you

Eric"

-Email from Eric Geier, aka "Sir Fartsalot" and "Farty McFarterson"

(No, I have no shame embarrassing my friends via blog posts. They never read them anyway. I hope...)

Quote of the Day

"Marriage Proposal
Today, whilst pondering the piss poor state of the human condition, I realized we together have something particularly scare. While most people are stuck walking blindly toward death, we have been given the unique opportunity to rise above our mundane lives, and perhaps even experience a brief respite of joy in this horrible world.

What brought on these thoughts? I recently noticed that I cannot be away from you without intense feelings of nausea, which serve only as a reminder of the joy and merriment I am filled with when I am by your side. Fortunately, my dear, I am quite clever, and have found a solution:
WE MUST WED AT ONCE!

We are perfect together: your charisma could not possibly compliment my charm any more than the sky can hide from the sun. Truly, by marrying, we will form a union that will serve as an example to all mankind. Lesser couples will toward us as a shining beacon of fidelity, and our nine children will be the finest examples of physicists known to man. If you too cannot deny the logic in this plan, meet me this Friday at Chris's apartment and we will make if official. Do not delay!
Then, We will Forever be known as:

Elaine & Jo"

-Email from Elaine Snyder, my dear friend and love

(Shhh, don't tell Chris...)

They call me the working (wo)man

For your enjoyment, some pictures of my daily life.

My apartment. This place is straight out of the eighties. I feel like I'm stepping into the DeLorean DMC12 (ok, maybe '55 is pushing how old it looks) when I open the door to my apartment. 

Living room. Check out that furniture. 

Living room and dining area.

Kitchen

The bedroom. Don't forget to note the brick walls in the apartment.

I have a nice view from my window though! 

Everything works perfect in the apartment though. Most buildings in the west use evaporative cooling, which requires hot and dry climates (Mom, check out that link for info!). And it does a fine job in my apartment. 

Here is where I work 9 hours a day:

There are only two other students here so far, but I believe the rest are arriving Tuesday. 

To fit in with my apartment, I've decided to start styling my hair like this:

Quote(s) of the Day

". . . my proudest moment as an adult was walking back onto the soundstage and telling everyone they still had jobs. (My proudest moment as a chid was the time I beat my uncle Pierre at Scrabble with the seven-letter word FARTING.)"
-Tina Fey, from her book Bossypants


"Power outages, fire alarms, and rain doesn't stop a Rose final. Had to break out the candles and slide rules but managed to make it through."
-Facebook post from Aaron Bauerle on Rose Hulman finals


(These quotes are always used completely without the permission of their authors. I only do things the slightly illegal way.)