Technology, in general
After reading about the work that Dr. Kevin Warwick has been doing in recent years for the billionth time, I'm still so giddy about it. It's all about how he implanted himself with a computer chip to control a robotic arm and some other things, like thermostats in rooms he enters and crazy shit. He calls himself the world's first cyborg. I'm absolutely infatuated with the idea. I want to be next, give me a chip. On second thought, it has been said that I could hack the pentagon with a TI-83, so maybe this would be a bad move on humanity's part. A boy can dream, right?
Anyway, today was full of adventure. I got up and started studying for a final at about 10:30ish and at around noon, Scott and Abbie show up at the apartment to make macaroni and hotdogs. I was a little wtf at first, but soon got over it. Went to my test, spilled a lil astroglide on my new shoes, but it was tolerable. Then I get the call that Maggie had taken to the ground much more than she had taken to her horse. I flipped out, naturally. This has happened before, but I don't she ever hit this hard before. So after some x-rays, the doctor sent her home with some nasty cuts, a lot of bruising, and a script for vicodin. Let me be the first to say, though....lol @ Maggie on vicodin. She got all giggly. It was great. After Mr. Rath showed up, we got her back to the apartment and propped her up with some fresh drugs and some food. I left to go study, but, to this minute, I haven't done much of it. I still have a program to finish this week also. I think I'm fighting a losing one here, kids. I can't wait until I can put these damned classes behind me and move on. Next quarter won't be that much better, but it will, at least, have some sun. I need sun. I miss the sun. Anyway, I'm out to do some more studying. See you, space cowboy!
Anyway, today was full of adventure. I got up and started studying for a final at about 10:30ish and at around noon, Scott and Abbie show up at the apartment to make macaroni and hotdogs. I was a little wtf at first, but soon got over it. Went to my test, spilled a lil astroglide on my new shoes, but it was tolerable. Then I get the call that Maggie had taken to the ground much more than she had taken to her horse. I flipped out, naturally. This has happened before, but I don't she ever hit this hard before. So after some x-rays, the doctor sent her home with some nasty cuts, a lot of bruising, and a script for vicodin. Let me be the first to say, though....lol @ Maggie on vicodin. She got all giggly. It was great. After Mr. Rath showed up, we got her back to the apartment and propped her up with some fresh drugs and some food. I left to go study, but, to this minute, I haven't done much of it. I still have a program to finish this week also. I think I'm fighting a losing one here, kids. I can't wait until I can put these damned classes behind me and move on. Next quarter won't be that much better, but it will, at least, have some sun. I need sun. I miss the sun. Anyway, I'm out to do some more studying. See you, space cowboy!