Hello

This could easily be considered to be my first update in forever. Because it is.

Recent works:
I've taken up drawing. Because I need to do fine art for architecture.
My friend Matt Richter and I have started writing a new novel. Additions to come later this morning.

In other news life is interesting. Have a good time.

Well it's only taken me the better part of a year to realize that entry-level classes aint' so bad.

First off it's expected that you're not going to know the answer to aboslutely every question.

Second off it's expected (due to the true curve) that almost everyone is going to fail. So the key is to simply fail less.

I've devised a plan of attack for my major.

Next quarter I'll be taking calc 126, gen chem 162, and CSE 142. Then over the summer I'll take Bio 180. If I do well in Bio 180 (3.5 or better) then I know I'll have the ability to go on to sutdy neurobio. and the schedule for the fall changes. If not, then I'm right on track for an easy load with chem E. Should be quite fun either way.

Oh yeah, and in both cases (where I pick just one major and not both as I had origianlly planned), I've got enough spare room to also pick up a degree in philosophy. So that's pretty nifty. (Not that the degree in Philo will help too terribly much down the road. Still though, it's nice to have diversity in one's schooling ya know?)

Tommorow's the math mid-term and I feel like crying. I don't know how prepared I am for things, but thus far I've managed to blaze through both practice tests with only one unanswered question. Surely this is a good sign.

Outside of that I've bee gettig alot of rest lately and watcing Firefly. That and Cowboy Bebop emobdy a glorious union of cultures.

Hope things are good.

I'm working on a new project for this page. But what exactly that project is (or what it's going to be) alludes me.

I like prime numbers and even numbers intimidate me. Why? Because I'm just awsome like that.

Ken: If you're reading this you're awsome.

& Dawn: The same goes for you. Also: You're supposed to call sometime!!!

Happy New Years my friends!

P.S. Catchphrase: Some day soon you will have to teach me the mysterious ways of teh Super Smash Bros. Melee!

Well 48 hours ago I was studying like crazy for finals. Thank goodness that (for me atleast) "studying for finals" means drafting a few final review notes, eating ice cream, and playing video games right up until the minute of the test. (Don' get me wrong. I study like all hell during the rest of the quarter, it's just that I've never much seen the point of attempting to "cram" in an entire semester's worth of learning into the span of a few weeks.)

So I am in Texas now and if the contrast in landscape doesn't schock me the contrast in people will. Visiting with my my blood relatives in the land of the bowevel is nice though. It's an enchanting place, today the low got down to a chilly 85 degress F. Oh feel the cold!!! haha No seriously though, it really is that hot down here and people here still do not beleive in global warming! It's schocking! Ah well. You can lead a student to knowledge, but you cannot make him think.

My grandmother and grandfather-in-law are wonderfully kind people. As are my cousins Max and Katy. Katy came by to visit the just yesterday with her boyfriend Bryan. Bryan and her have been together for two years and they are indeed some of the kindest, most sincere people one could ever hope to encounter, yet we do not exactly see eye to eye on all issues. Alas, but for the future.... My how time has flown. Last night we paused for a moment to reflect on the ornaments adorning Nanny's tree. Seems like just yesterday my cousin and I were making them out of paper and glue. I checked the dates on all of them, most had been made around 12 years ago.

Oh (Just becasue it's me posting and I've got to wax poetic): I made an important discovery the other day. I am not my Kahki pants. I am not how much money I have in the bank. I am my grades in school. I am not the approval of others. I am not the products of a consumer society.

The essence of my humanity, of my person, is defined as the ability to love. To love others, to love oneself, to love ideas, and to grokk. Period.

Tell me something: You're my friend and I've fallen passionately in lust for one of your best friends.

Will you be upset if I pursue her?

Finding a way to put that ridiuclous intrusion of a statement/question into words that won't cost me dearly is currently the topic of conversation running through my head.