Courtesy of Arathon

Thursday, March 15, 2007

ahhhh, University

I'm sorry this blog has become so political. I never intended for that to happen.

In any case, I wanted to share my joy with you all...I have become an environmentalist. Two weeks ago, I turned in a lab report that, after concluding that a species of snail was likely to die out because of water contamination from some local construction, suggested the following:
As it is likely that the construction in the area is contributing to the problem, it is advisable that the construction companies begin immediately to eliminate any possible sources of excess chlorine and other molecules which easily form salts when introduced into the estuary. It is possible that the chlorine problem could be easily solved by simply educating employees as to what should be done with byproducts of the construction work.
However, my wise teacher, upon reading this preposterous paragraph, underlined the section, and posed a simple yet startling question: "stop or continue?". Being the wonderful person that my teacher is, I was granted an opportunity to rewrite my lab report. This paragraph was by no means my only error, but it was the error which caused me to really think. What to do? Did it really make sense to give the construction companies a chance to continue to screw up, having screwed up so badly already?
When the time came for me to rewrite the lab report, I knew what my answer would be. No longer would I hide behind wishy-washy answers, and weak attempts to rationalize the progress of humanity. No...I would come out and say what needed to be said...and say it, I did. I proudly present the entirely rewritten paragraph, which I shall print out this evening, and turn in to my TA tomorrow at 1 o'clock PM, eastern daylight time. Yes indeed - this is what I say to those pathetic constructors and their evil, evil ways:

As it is likely that the construction in the area is contributing to the problem, construction should be stopped immediately. Human progress is never so important that we should allow ourselves to doom innocent snails to death. The survival of this species of snail might even be integral to the continued existence of the world at large, and as such, no question of whether or not the construction is appropriate, or could be continued on a more environmentally sensitive basis, should even be briefly considered. The construction is an offense to Mother Earth, and should not be tolerated. Furthermore, the constructions companies, from the decision-makers down to the construction workers themselves, should be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law, in order to insure that such a travesty will never again be perpetrated by these people on the snails of our world.

May God have mercy upon their souls. And if He doesn't - well...at least the world will have snails.

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Monday, March 12, 2007

global warming, part 3

Isn't this just so encouraging... death threats for differing opinions.

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Thursday, March 08, 2007

Will it blend? Part 2

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

academic espionage...

From the I-hope-my-teacher-doesn't-read-my-blog department:

That was the worst paper I have ever written. In my LIFE. As soon as I've gotten a grade for it, I'm deleting it from my hard drive forever. Absolutely revolting, disgusting, and in every way imaginable, completely worthless. I employed every single hated mannerism, expression, and method of inflating the size of a paper I have ever seen, and some that I hadn't. If I had ever been given such a paper to read, I probably would have been unable to finish it. Having written it myself, I wish I could throw up to get rid of the bad taste in my mouth.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

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Tuesday, March 06, 2007

i can't concentrate...

From the I-hate-writing-papers department: PETA truly is the salvation of the world. This link may not be good for long, so if something bizarrely unrelated to PETA comes up, don't blame me. Blame meat-eating planet haters.

Like Al Gore. Apparently.

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Almost forgot

More Rebel news, only this time, it's for real. My car doors are opening again - that's right - FROM THE OUTSIDE! If that's not cool.......then even ice cream isn't cool.

And all thanks to Lauren, I might add, who was my trusty partner and layer-of-dirty-tools-on-the-seats-and-everywhere-else-while-we-worked-er. But seriously, yeah, she was wonderful. And now I can lock my car again.

What's that? You wish you had known that I couldn't lock my car last week, so that you could have robbed me? Ha! I'm too smart for you. Filthy thieves - go get a job and make some money, instead of surfing innocent people's blogs for information that could compromise their security. Yeah, you heard me. I've had it with you and your devilish, sneaky ways. I'm going to deal with you once and for all....yeah, that's right....come and get me. Don't know where I live? Well, that's just too bad. I'll give you a little hint though: my social security number is 403-67-2598. If you're smart, you can use that to find my address. Then, we'll see who's boss. If not, guess we know who's the intelligent one around here. Yahh!! Good riddance.

Stupid criminals.

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Life is Like....ugh.

I have to write a paper. It's just a dinky little paper. Just a little, dinky, teeny-weeny paper. 4 pages, double spaced. I should be able to write this with my eyes closed...though I suppose it might come out funny, og O ertr yp [iy ,u gomhtd pm yjr etpmh lrud/
Still...why is this so difficult?

Possibly because the writing prompt is a middle-school question, affording no chance for a university-level answer.

I hate SCI 100.

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No. Fair.

One more reason to see Batman. Two Rebels. That's right, near the middle of the movie (if you want specifics, just ask....heh), two blue and white '67 four-door Rebels are briefly shown, next to the Batmobile. Umm, yeah. We all know which car looks hotter in that shot. What I want to know is: what happened to those two Rebels? Can I have one of them?

Wooohoooooooooooooo!

Edit: Ouch. On further analysis, I can see what happened to both of them. They got run into by a bunch of trucks, and then got a ton of scrap metal dumped on them. I feel an expletive coming on.........
Also...ACK - the driver's rearview mirror is some generic-brand thing they stuck on there...apparently they couldn't find parts for it? Who knows....

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