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I haven't posted in a while, no real reason, just never had much to tell people. Not that I do now.
My room desperately needs cleaning because of all of the cruft I've collected off of reuse. I have three CRT's from an old Barco projector (or something like that) that I have no idea how to use. I only picked them up for the massive magnifying lenses that were on them (which have proven to be large and impressive-looking, but surprisingly weak; they don't even burn paper. The CRTs make quite the obstacle course when I wake up in the morning and stumble about my room trying to find where I hid my alarm clock the night before). I also have some sort of multi-channel amplifier and a separate equalizer that I got from Walker Memorial, which don't seem to work. Then there's the skis from the fourth east landing. There's the old LN2 tank that used to belong to Vogt that he put in my room (apparently he's been putting junk in my room for a while now, and I never noticed. Yet another sign that I need to clean my room). I actually hope to spray paint the tank bright blue and write "nitrous" or NoZ on the side, just so we can have a hall nitrous tank (which certain alums may object to because of the 5E hall history that ties death and nitrous tanks together). In one corner of my room I have several 4' to 9' lengths of PVC from third east. There's also several hockey sticks from many different cruft runs (at least three different ones. Weird how many people throw away hockey sticks). Probably the only piece of cruft of any value in my room is the brand-spanking new alternator I got from building three. It's actually never been used, which makes me think that it was never meant to be thrown away. Then there's Matt's old christmas lights, his fake 36" christmas tree, and some glow-in-the-dark ceiling stickers. There's more crap around in here, but basically, the cruft overfloweth. My biggest concern about it isn't really the mess, but rather what I'm going to do when it comes time to go home for the summer (this junk has to go somewhere). Hopefully we'll have the designated shit storage room, half of which I'll end up occupying with my junk.
Speaking of junk off reuse, Matt, Clayton and I had a fun time acquiring a roomba today. a roomba, for the unenlightened: http://www.roombacommunity.com/
It started out with the owner, a guy living out by Davis Square, making a posting to reuse, to which I was fortunately perfectly poised to respond. Apparently, Matt, Clayton and I all share a brain, because each of us responded within the same five minute window with almost identical responses about how we want to convert the roomba into a robot to play with/mess with the minds of/terrorize our hall cats. Fortunately, the man smiled on our intentions and gave us the roomba, which Matt and I picked up from Somerville this afternoon. VICTORY IS OURS! I wanted very badly to make a victorious posting to reuse and rub our victory in the nose of our contenders who also wanted the roomba, but I thought that would be out of line.
Wow, LJ posts are a timesink. Back to physics I go.
AND I HATE ANN COULTER AND MICHAEL JACKSON. I HOPE HE GOES TO JAIL, BUT NOT BECAUSE OF HIS CHILD MOLESTATION BUT BECAUSE OF THE SHIT HE PULLED WITH PAUL MCCARTNEY AND THE RIGHTS TO THE BEATLES MUSIC. AND ANN COULTER IS NOT A LEGITIMATE WRITER. SHE JUST TAKES GREAT PLEASURE IN RILING FEATHERS AND MAKING OBNOXIOUS CLAIMS AND IS A DOODOO HEAD. that is all.
My room desperately needs cleaning because of all of the cruft I've collected off of reuse. I have three CRT's from an old Barco projector (or something like that) that I have no idea how to use. I only picked them up for the massive magnifying lenses that were on them (which have proven to be large and impressive-looking, but surprisingly weak; they don't even burn paper. The CRTs make quite the obstacle course when I wake up in the morning and stumble about my room trying to find where I hid my alarm clock the night before). I also have some sort of multi-channel amplifier and a separate equalizer that I got from Walker Memorial, which don't seem to work. Then there's the skis from the fourth east landing. There's the old LN2 tank that used to belong to Vogt that he put in my room (apparently he's been putting junk in my room for a while now, and I never noticed. Yet another sign that I need to clean my room). I actually hope to spray paint the tank bright blue and write "nitrous" or NoZ on the side, just so we can have a hall nitrous tank (which certain alums may object to because of the 5E hall history that ties death and nitrous tanks together). In one corner of my room I have several 4' to 9' lengths of PVC from third east. There's also several hockey sticks from many different cruft runs (at least three different ones. Weird how many people throw away hockey sticks). Probably the only piece of cruft of any value in my room is the brand-spanking new alternator I got from building three. It's actually never been used, which makes me think that it was never meant to be thrown away. Then there's Matt's old christmas lights, his fake 36" christmas tree, and some glow-in-the-dark ceiling stickers. There's more crap around in here, but basically, the cruft overfloweth. My biggest concern about it isn't really the mess, but rather what I'm going to do when it comes time to go home for the summer (this junk has to go somewhere). Hopefully we'll have the designated shit storage room, half of which I'll end up occupying with my junk.
Speaking of junk off reuse, Matt, Clayton and I had a fun time acquiring a roomba today. a roomba, for the unenlightened: http://www.roombacommunity.com/
It started out with the owner, a guy living out by Davis Square, making a posting to reuse, to which I was fortunately perfectly poised to respond. Apparently, Matt, Clayton and I all share a brain, because each of us responded within the same five minute window with almost identical responses about how we want to convert the roomba into a robot to play with/mess with the minds of/terrorize our hall cats. Fortunately, the man smiled on our intentions and gave us the roomba, which Matt and I picked up from Somerville this afternoon. VICTORY IS OURS! I wanted very badly to make a victorious posting to reuse and rub our victory in the nose of our contenders who also wanted the roomba, but I thought that would be out of line.
Wow, LJ posts are a timesink. Back to physics I go.
AND I HATE ANN COULTER AND MICHAEL JACKSON. I HOPE HE GOES TO JAIL, BUT NOT BECAUSE OF HIS CHILD MOLESTATION BUT BECAUSE OF THE SHIT HE PULLED WITH PAUL MCCARTNEY AND THE RIGHTS TO THE BEATLES MUSIC. AND ANN COULTER IS NOT A LEGITIMATE WRITER. SHE JUST TAKES GREAT PLEASURE IN RILING FEATHERS AND MAKING OBNOXIOUS CLAIMS AND IS A DOODOO HEAD. that is all.