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Tue, 21 Oct 2003

Mixed Nuts...    -Tuesday, October 21, 2003   -3:46 pm-

On Sunday, a large group of my friends went to the Ohio Renaissance Festival. I attempted to join them, but was greatly hindered by the Columbus Marathon. Sidebar: Typing that just made me realize that it's been a year since all the drama last year with the blonde cow. Somehow, that's just disturbing. Anyway, the marathon kept Amanda from being able to get to my house so we could leave. Two hours late, we finally set out on the road. Driving down there was a trying experience. I never want to drive like that again. Traffic was flowing between about 83 and 87 MPH the whole way. Taking into account the areas of 55 (construction) and the distance we weren't on the freeway, we still averaged 76MPH. Ordinarily, I won't speed, but since the slow lane was moving that fast, I just went with it. My car does not like to be driven upwards of 70MPH I found. It's a lot of work. Also, in that heavy of traffic at that speed, it's really intense, I had to pay way too much attention not to kill us all. However, we did manage to get there in only 2/3rds of the time it usually takes. Once we got there we eventually found everyone else at the Chess Match. My god, was it bad. I have never seen stage fighting that bad, and I've done high school theatre. Most of the people then went to watch the human equivalent of Triumph the Insult Comedy Dog, but 5 of use went shopping. Mich found a blue silk scarf she liked. I managed to convince her to let me buy it as a present. One of the other girls with us was acting very cute. She normally doesn't like her looks much, but she found some things she thought she looked very cute in and was quite happy. I like it when people are happy. Truth be told, she looked very cute by anyone's standard. Another one of the girls bought a cloak, which is one of the most ridiculously overpriced items at any Faire. However, it is quite pretty, and quite petty. I was teasing her about her needing a minute alone with the cloak, or having a nice candle lit bath and then wrapping up in just the cloak. She laughed the laugh of the guilty. And so the day passed on, and I came home with nothing, which is better than I usually do. However, all of this got me interested in making a cloak for myself again. I think I've figured out how to do it, but I won't know until I get the money to try.

Yesterday was my EET final, my first for this term. Most of it was pretty easy. It was well written. If you paid attention in class it was pretty much just plug and chug. However, if there was a bit you were missing, it was a bitch. Which happened to me on the last question. It was 2 equations in 2 variables with differential calculus. However, the prof had taught us a method for solving the specific case relevant to the design of a 555 Timer that didn't involve anything esoteric. I forgot the method. So I had to do it all long hand. For 2 and a half pages. It was ugly. I was the first person to get to the last problem, and almost the last person to leave the room. Oops.

That evening I spent helping friends. Michele is trying to get together a Halloween costume that looks like one of the drawings by Alberto Vargas (scroll down a lot). So we fussed around with the computers for a few hours. While I was looking through the pin-ups, another of my friends IMed me rather upset. So I grabbed her from campus and we went out into the "country". Or to be more precise, different places around Hoover where there weren't lights or many cars. Setting on my ass on cold ground really makes my hips hurt these days. We drove around some too, for a total of about 100 miles, all well after nightfall. I got home very late and very tired.

And now I sit alone, on the Dark Side of the Moon.

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