My apartment is going to be awesome. Awesome! Oh!
I just bought a new, refurbished TV - 42" Plasma from Vizio - for $650 and I'm gonna split the cost with my roomies. Hook up a Wii, a DVD player, and digital cable...and...awesome. I'll have an excuse to invite people over to my place to watch stuff. Throw in an HTPC, my enormous collection of stuff on my hard drives, and it'll be such a distraction...
Oh god. I'm so not getting good grades next year.
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Boom. I'm in. Hot Fuzz.
Seriously. This week has to be the most karmically depressing week ever. I don't think I've had one thing go right, which is entirely disappointing. At this point, I'm gonna wake up at 3:00am and puke in my bed, even though I'm not drunk. (I did have two glasses of sparkling white zinfindel though...)
I suppose I shouldn't say anything about my lab work, but this week has been sadly depressing. It just feels like people are giving up, and I'm really ready to start babysitting people in the room. Maybe it's the lights. I'll try turning the lights off tomorrow.
So many random things keep happening that go against me. Both MRI scans I sat in on were a mess which botched runs, projectors blowing out, and remote abortions of a scan by the guy that runs the scanner. Total chaos on something that (when things go well) should be nearly automatic.
Then there's my new shoes, which are a size too big, but I don't want to return them cause they don't have a size that fits and I really like the shoes. So I don't know what to do.
Then there's my $400 downswing in poker, just as I started to peak at +$350. I know it's only been 6000 hands, and some bull about variance, but this is definitely a week of negative variance. Terrible luck all around.
Now, I've got to hope I didn't accidently insult the great Ganesh or Vishnu or Shiva or something and that this is just one of those cyclical elements in a string of random events. Otherwise, I'm screwed for the rest of my life.
/whine
Oh, and MCAT prep costs $1699. Tack on prep books, interview books, essay books, and Med School review/guide books...and my suit, shirt, tie, belt, and maybe shoes...and application fees. I'm looking at spending over $5000 just to get into medical school. For a job that forces me to work 80 hours per week for 40K every year. That makes me feel so good about my career choices. Atleast I get to save lives, cut people open, and kill people. It's a crazy life.
http://sports.espn.go.com/mlb/news/story?id=2875680
Last winter ESPN surveyed Hall of Fame voters and found that only 20.4 percent would have voted for Sammy Sosa if he'd been eligible.
And now...the experts agree, after his 12th HR this season (and 600th of his career), Sammy Sosa is Hall of Fame material. What!?
I love the media. It enlightens us. Provides us with information. But sometimes...(like always)...it slants and it skews and gives us nothing of value. You look at what they give us these days, and its a bunch of watered down crap, without any real sense of what's right with the world these days.
Seriously. When did all this support for Sammy Sosa come about? Just because he hit 600HRs instead of 588? Sammy Sosa? A Hall of Famer? Please. This is a guy with a swing for the fences mentality, that came back this season only to be in the top ten in strikeouts in the major leagues with an on-base percentage under .300. This is a guy who is, and always has been, a liability on the field. He's been called a bad teammate. And he's a guy undeniably linked to Barry Bonds and Mark McGwire and their Home Run chases. But he's not them? He never did steroids?
The only reason Mark McGwire didn't make the Hall of Fame last year was because everyone was embroiled with the steroids scandal. This is a guy who actually had the home run record for a few seasons. This is a guy who was a fan favorite everywhere he went. Yet, when he was unwilling to divulge his innocence to Congress, he effectively said to the world, "I'm guilty"?
We see the steroids issue every time Barry Bonds inches closer to Hank Aaron's all-time record. Did he do it? Sure, he had to have. He hates us (by us, I'm suggesting the media). He's big. He hits home runs. He was associated to BALCO. Definitely 'roided up. But, he was a five tool player in his days in Pittsburg, a multiple MVP, and potentially the ALL-TIME HOME RUN KING. He also took his team to the World Series. Yet, the writers are still unsure about whether he's Hall-worthy.
How does Sammy get his support, if he's not even half as good?
With Sammy, these writers excuse his association to the steroids home run era by suggesting that he was never implicated, not guilty. They praise his charisma or his charm. They even used the fact that he's a KNOWN cheater for corking his bat as a excuse for him not doing steroids. Please...spare me. Someone willing to cork his bat, isn't willing to push his physical limits a bit farther with steroids? That's awful logic.
Sammy Sosa has nothing but home runs for him. He never made his teams great for a plethora of reasons. He's not a first ballot HoFer.
If this man gets into Cooperstown, McGwire better be there with him.
I hate Ticketmaster, but more important...man...The White Stripes...
They were gonna be at the Greek in September. Tickets were general admission and were on sale starting last Sunday. And they're sold out. Seriously...wtf? I wanted to go but I wanted to convince someone to go with me. Now? I can't even go, unless I sit outside like a bum and listen to the show from goodness knows where.
Atleast Projekt Revolution tickets for the lawn are still available. Too bad Ticketmaster sucks with its unbelievable service charges ($6/ticket for facility fees? $9.25/ticket convenience fee? $1,000,000/ticket for I-dunno-we-feel-like-raping-you fee?) Sucks.
I keep trying to come up with clever things to write about, but I'm stuck right now. I've been playing some poker, but since I know no one cares, I'll just say I had a sick awful day today and leave it at that. And...besides work, I just haven't had a chance to really do anything else with my time...
Funny story though, MTV was doing a $10 off promotion with another 10 in the mail for a future purchase at their online store. It got posted up on various deals websites this morning, and thousands of people bought tens of thousands of free DVDs and discounted things that MTV was selling. I was one of those people. I picked up a Wii component cable for $3, a Nyko Wii-mote charge station for $14, a wool MTV hat for free, and 2 DVDs for free. Unfortunately, all of those orders got canceled. Sucks. Stupid MTV.
I just started to watch 30 Rock tonight. It's a lot better than I gave it credit for and it's quick and painless enough for me to get through it without stressing myself like I did with 24. Still have Lost on the blocks and getting The Sopranos soon, so I'll have to see how well I deal with my time...
This is Maggie's favorite routine from last weeks So You Think You Can Dance. I might be inclined to agree. It's good. Just watch it.
I saw them at the Disney Store in Union Square...but I didn't bring them home. Still think they'd be cute for my computers. I named them Huey, Dewey, and Louie...
Huey is broken at home and needs fixing, Dewey just got reformatted and better than ever, and Louie is my lappy (now running XP + Ubuntu).
Now you know. AND KNOWING IS HALF THE BATTLE.
