So this layout is really excessively happy. The emo kid inside my heart is crying blackened tears of blood. With a raven on his shoulder. Don't forget the raven bitches. (Admission: I actually really like a few of the songs off Transatlanticism. Like the Sound of Settling. And I can't plead nostalgic value, because I had never really listened to them until about a year ago. Quoth the raven, (to my music taste), Nevermore.)
VHS or Beta sound like they're from the 80s. It makes it really difficult to like them. I'm trying so hard though.
I think someone in my maslab group must have committed robot-hubris. Because our computer just died, and pretty much everything else has died at some point. (A curse from the robot Gods?). I've had about a day, maybe two in sum, to test my shitty code. Perhaps our robot will short circuit in the first minute before there's time for anyone to realize how bullshitty our code is.
Now that I'm considering switching to Bio, I finally switched to 6 today. (that's electrical engineering and computer science). Anne Hunter is such an irritating bitch. I really prefer Susan Lanza, but I guess I shouldn't choose majors based on undergraduate administrators. Anyway,
this dude is my adviser now. I should email him so we can have the fun conversation where I tell him I actually don't give a shit about computers, lolz omg roflcopter. He's into the computational bio though, so maybe we'll fall in love and run away together. Figuratively of course.