So during 455 today while we were supposed to be learning 2D NMR peak assignments of caryophlein, David, Andy, Erin and I decided to take the "What famous vampire are you?" quiz on blogthings.com in honor of the opening of New Moon tonight. Here are our results:
David: Dracula
You are deeply manipulative, and you have no qualms about being completely evil whenever it suits you.
You only look out for yourself, and you'll seek hardcore vengeance against anyone who stands in your way.
Unlike most vampires, you're only in it for the blood and power. Seduction and mind games don't appeal to you.
You are in it for the kill, pure and simple. You see other people as your dinner.
Andy: Copied David
Sara: Count von Count
You? A vampire? Well, maybe in name only. There's nothing really vampiric about you.
You are the kindest person in the world. You wouldn't hurt a fly, let alone suck someone's blood.
You are a natural teacher, and you enjoy the company of children. And not because you find them delicious!
People make find you annoying at times, but they never find you frightening. The only thing scary about your mouth is that you talk too much!
Erin: Copied Sara
Aaron Pulsipher showed up and took it too: he copied Erin and Sara
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Monday, October 12, 2009
Long time, no blog
Wow, so I just realized that I haven't blogged for over two months. I decided I'd better make a contribution to the blogging world- since my life isn't too exciting, I'll share a bit of someone else's....
The best answer to the question "How are you?" I've ever heard:
A lady I worked with over the summer likes to golf. When she was at a country club one day she saw two ladies with their cardigans over their shoulders. They both had their poodles on a leash.
One says to the other: "How are you today?"
She replies: "I'm super deluxe."
I hope everyone's life is super deluxe!
The best answer to the question "How are you?" I've ever heard:
A lady I worked with over the summer likes to golf. When she was at a country club one day she saw two ladies with their cardigans over their shoulders. They both had their poodles on a leash.
One says to the other: "How are you today?"
She replies: "I'm super deluxe."
I hope everyone's life is super deluxe!
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Think before you dial
As I mentioned a couple blogs ago, I'm sleep deprived. Last night, my phone battery was almost dead and I wanted it to die before I recharged it because supposedly that's good for your battery. I was playing games on it, but it was pretty late and I was tired and wanted it to die faster. I decided that I'd make a call instead, but I didn't know of anyone I could call that late for no good reason.
In my tired delirium, I remembered a weather hotline from my childhood that was one of those three-digit numbers. You could call and hear the local weatherman read out the forecast. I thought I remembered that the number was 311, so I called it.
"Las Vegas Metropolitan Police Department, how may I help you?” I heard on the other line.
“Umm, sorry…. I thought I was calling the weather hotline… I don’t suppose you’d have the number for that… sorry… I’ll let you go now.”
“Thank you, have a good evening.”
The weather hotline is 118.
In my tired delirium, I remembered a weather hotline from my childhood that was one of those three-digit numbers. You could call and hear the local weatherman read out the forecast. I thought I remembered that the number was 311, so I called it.
"Las Vegas Metropolitan Police Department, how may I help you?” I heard on the other line.
“Umm, sorry…. I thought I was calling the weather hotline… I don’t suppose you’d have the number for that… sorry… I’ll let you go now.”
“Thank you, have a good evening.”
The weather hotline is 118.
Early morning action
I leave work before the sun even thinks of getting up. Friday morning, someone started ringing my doorbell repeatedly just as I was about to leave. I freaked out because I had only woken up 7 minutes before, so I was still drowsy and couldn't imagine who on earth (other thaan a murderer) would be ringing my doorbell at 4:40.
I ran upstairs, woke up my dad and had him go down and answer the door. (Yes, I am a chicken)Talking to my mom, I found out that an hour before somone fired 6 shots in my neighborhood. Yikes! After heading back downstairs, I found out it was a cop who was talking to my dad just making sure that everyone in our house was okay.
I went out to the car to leave, and for some reason the inside light didn't come on when I unlocked it like it normally does. I got scared and had my dad check the trunk for gun-brandishing bandits because he was standing in the driveway. I couldn't find the button to pop the trunk inside the car for a while since it was dark, so I just kept pressing things. Finally, it opened and no one was inside, so I left for work.
Driving on the freeway I realized that in my effort to open the trunk I had opened the hood instead and it was threatening to come up. Luckily there's an extra safety latch you have to press on the hood itself to open it, so it doesn't do things like fly up onto your windshield if you accidentally press it while driving on the freeway, and I made it to work without further incident.
P.S. Apparently the cops found the casings and think it was something random because we live close to the freeway. Great.... that makes me feel safe....
I ran upstairs, woke up my dad and had him go down and answer the door. (Yes, I am a chicken)Talking to my mom, I found out that an hour before somone fired 6 shots in my neighborhood. Yikes! After heading back downstairs, I found out it was a cop who was talking to my dad just making sure that everyone in our house was okay.
I went out to the car to leave, and for some reason the inside light didn't come on when I unlocked it like it normally does. I got scared and had my dad check the trunk for gun-brandishing bandits because he was standing in the driveway. I couldn't find the button to pop the trunk inside the car for a while since it was dark, so I just kept pressing things. Finally, it opened and no one was inside, so I left for work.
Driving on the freeway I realized that in my effort to open the trunk I had opened the hood instead and it was threatening to come up. Luckily there's an extra safety latch you have to press on the hood itself to open it, so it doesn't do things like fly up onto your windshield if you accidentally press it while driving on the freeway, and I made it to work without further incident.
P.S. Apparently the cops found the casings and think it was something random because we live close to the freeway. Great.... that makes me feel safe....
Sunday, August 2, 2009
I must be getting old
So a quick summary of my last two weeks- work for six days (gone 14 hours a day), church, work for five days (14 hrs + again), hike a mountain, shop, church, fly to california. Through all of that I've gotten usually less than 7 hours of sleep (usually 6 except one day I got 7 and 1/2). That used to be no problem for me, but for some reason now I'm exhausted. I was going to hang out with some friends at 9:30 last night, which isn't even too late, but I ended up crashing on the couch instead. Maybe that has something to do with getting up before 5 every day..... Idk, but I do know that if this trend continues I won't make a very good college student this next semester.
Monday, July 13, 2009
Fourth
Last weekend for the Fourth I went to my annual family reunion. My grandma lives in a small town, which in my view, is the perfect place to spend the Fourth. I love the patriotism of an early morning flag-raising, a small-town parade and a rodeo. I love this country!
Back to life!
So guess what? I'm finally blogging again. It's not that I don't remember that I have a blog, it's just that I remember either at work or when I'm going to sleep- neither of which is the best time to blog. But yay! I remembered when I am awake and able to get on my blog! I think you should all cheer!
Friday, May 15, 2009
Update on the DVD
So after a couple hours, I gave up burning the DVD for my friend using my computer and switched to a different program on a different computer. This burn took 20 minutes.
Happy Early Birthday!
So, the layout for birthdays on the new facebook isn't very clear. They have everyone whose birthday is coming up listed in a row in bright red print with the day of their birthday in light gray print next to their name. Today, I was looking there and just opened up everyone's profile who was in red and wished them a happy birthday. Seconds later, I realized that I was the first one to do so on many profiles. I looked back and realized that their birthdays weren't today, they were sometime in the next couple days. Oops.
I promptly deleted my comments. Now no one will know of my slip-ups except the people themselves (probably the worst people to know). That's okay, I'll just make sure to wish them happy birthday on their real birthday.
I promptly deleted my comments. Now no one will know of my slip-ups except the people themselves (probably the worst people to know). That's okay, I'll just make sure to wish them happy birthday on their real birthday.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
42 Days and 5 hours
42 days and 5 hours.....
That's how long my computer is telling me it will take to burn 3.7 gigs of pictures onto a DVD for my friend. Somehow, I don't believe it. 3 minutes ago, it said it would take 12 minutes and 20 seconds. It had been saying that for about 10 minutes.
Oh look! now it says it'll take 39 days and 15 hours. Those couple days sure went fast...
Maybe someday my computer will decide to finish burning this DVD, and hopefully before the end of this month. Actually, I'd prefer if it was finished before the end of today.
There's hope! Current estimate: 37 days and 10 hours. But it might be lying...
That's how long my computer is telling me it will take to burn 3.7 gigs of pictures onto a DVD for my friend. Somehow, I don't believe it. 3 minutes ago, it said it would take 12 minutes and 20 seconds. It had been saying that for about 10 minutes.
Oh look! now it says it'll take 39 days and 15 hours. Those couple days sure went fast...
Maybe someday my computer will decide to finish burning this DVD, and hopefully before the end of this month. Actually, I'd prefer if it was finished before the end of today.
There's hope! Current estimate: 37 days and 10 hours. But it might be lying...
Sunday, April 26, 2009
I spoke too soon...
So my house almost burned down just now. Well, kind of. It could have anyway. Around 9:40 we hear someone knocking on our door. We look around confusedly and I pick up my cell phone just in case we have to call 911. My dad opens the door to some stranger dressed in a target uniform.
"Your tree's on fire!" the man informs us.
"Thanks!" my dad says as he runs out back. The back of our house faces a busy street and gigantic pine trees in enclaves off of the street hang over our backyard and touch our house.
We all follow my dad to the backyard where he hurriedly connects the hose and shouts for the nozzle and a chair. He yells to have someone call 911, which my sister does. Apparently someone had decided to throw their cigarette out the window as they were driving by, and it hit the pile of pine needles and debris at the base of the tree, which then caught fire. There are some other nice people out back beating at the flames trying to put them out. We thank them, and my dad jumps up on a chair and sprays the hose down into the flames.
My family all grabs chairs and peers over the wall to watch my dad at work. After a minute or so of water, the flames subside and the fire truck shows up.
"Thanks for doing out job!" they say. The firefighters dig around the tree to make sure that no more embers are concealed. After they pronounce it safe, my dad turns off the hose, and they leave.
Whew. A close call and an exciting night
A few things:
First: Thanks to bystanders who call 911, help out, and inform others.
Second: Thanks to the wonderful men and women who serve our community as firefighters and put their lives on the line for others.
Third: I have an amazing dad who doesn't loose his calm and knows what to do in the face of an emergency.
Fourth: We were really blessed- if it had been windy so flames spread faster, daytime so you couldn't see them, or later at night with no one driving by, our house could definitely have caught fire.
Fifth: Please don't throw cigarettes out the window. Put them out and dispose of them properly.
Sixth: Don't blog about how everything's good in your neighborhood, because you never know what might happen next.
"Your tree's on fire!" the man informs us.
"Thanks!" my dad says as he runs out back. The back of our house faces a busy street and gigantic pine trees in enclaves off of the street hang over our backyard and touch our house.
We all follow my dad to the backyard where he hurriedly connects the hose and shouts for the nozzle and a chair. He yells to have someone call 911, which my sister does. Apparently someone had decided to throw their cigarette out the window as they were driving by, and it hit the pile of pine needles and debris at the base of the tree, which then caught fire. There are some other nice people out back beating at the flames trying to put them out. We thank them, and my dad jumps up on a chair and sprays the hose down into the flames.
My family all grabs chairs and peers over the wall to watch my dad at work. After a minute or so of water, the flames subside and the fire truck shows up.
"Thanks for doing out job!" they say. The firefighters dig around the tree to make sure that no more embers are concealed. After they pronounce it safe, my dad turns off the hose, and they leave.
Whew. A close call and an exciting night
A few things:
First: Thanks to bystanders who call 911, help out, and inform others.
Second: Thanks to the wonderful men and women who serve our community as firefighters and put their lives on the line for others.
Third: I have an amazing dad who doesn't loose his calm and knows what to do in the face of an emergency.
Fourth: We were really blessed- if it had been windy so flames spread faster, daytime so you couldn't see them, or later at night with no one driving by, our house could definitely have caught fire.
Fifth: Please don't throw cigarettes out the window. Put them out and dispose of them properly.
Sixth: Don't blog about how everything's good in your neighborhood, because you never know what might happen next.
Everything's good in the neighborhood
Today was a lovely, bright Sunday. There are no more cop cars or helicopters, which is a good start. There hasn't been anything in the news about the incident last week, which I'm definitely happy about because that means that nothing major happened.
My living room is still stacked with boxes that are half emptied, and I've done about a dozen loads of laundry since I've gotten home. I've got about 3 more to go, and then laundry freedom! Well, for a week. Slowly, but surely I'm getting settled in.
My living room is still stacked with boxes that are half emptied, and I've done about a dozen loads of laundry since I've gotten home. I've got about 3 more to go, and then laundry freedom! Well, for a week. Slowly, but surely I'm getting settled in.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
spell-check
So my sister was venting to me:
Her: "The class of 2011 is the dumbest class ever! Guess what they did for their spirit week. They filled the halls with 'sophomores' signs. Spelled "S O P H O M O R E S". Can you believe that? Who's that dumb? Seriously!"
Me: "How do you spell sophomores?"
Her: "'S O P H M O R E S' of course!"
Me: "Check this out." (pointing to a google spell-check)
Her: "Oh."
Me: "I'm totally blogging about this."
Her: "The class of 2011 is the dumbest class ever! Guess what they did for their spirit week. They filled the halls with 'sophomores' signs. Spelled "S O P H O M O R E S". Can you believe that? Who's that dumb? Seriously!"
Me: "How do you spell sophomores?"
Her: "'S O P H M O R E S' of course!"
Me: "Check this out." (pointing to a google spell-check)
Her: "Oh."
Me: "I'm totally blogging about this."
Manhunt continued
So updates on the manhunt mentioned earlier:
My sister (the same one who raced an ambulance home earlier so she wouldn't have to wait for it) just came back with updates. She walked over to the scene in flip-flops and pajamas and talked to the news crew. Apparently there's a man with a gun in a house surrounded by SWAT etc.
I swear I don't live in the ghetto.
Also, my sister mentioned that she's seen more of our neighbors outside with their kids today than ever before. Apparently they were keeping their children sheltered in the backyard until the gunman came out.
My sister (the same one who raced an ambulance home earlier so she wouldn't have to wait for it) just came back with updates. She walked over to the scene in flip-flops and pajamas and talked to the news crew. Apparently there's a man with a gun in a house surrounded by SWAT etc.
I swear I don't live in the ghetto.
Also, my sister mentioned that she's seen more of our neighbors outside with their kids today than ever before. Apparently they were keeping their children sheltered in the backyard until the gunman came out.
Little brothers can save the world!
I think my brother's hilarious. This is what was on the computer when I went on to check my email:
Turning the TV off
Little Tommie was up all last night watching the Late Late Show. That next morning Tommie had a test and flunked. TV is addictive this has happened to poor Tommie. If TV wasn’t on Tommie wouldn’t have flunked that test and many other things would have gone better, such as he wouldn’t have wasted that electricity.
Rather than sleeping, people across America stay up all night watching TV comedies. By doing this people decrease productivity and increase unhealthiness. By cutting the number of hours TV is broadcasted, people would have better jobs grades and lives.
People claim that they need TV at night for the news because there at their jobs when the news is on. The solution to this problem is simple, go online and then read the news on the latest topics faster then they say on TV and on there are no commercials.
By doing this people would save electricity two ways. One, the people watching the TV would be asleep, not using the TV antenna and the TV itself. The companies who broadcast and receive television signals would not be broadcasting. This is a good way to end climate change.
This is a good way to start building a healthier and overall better America. Now let’s reverse the Tommie situation and stop watching TV at night to save America and the world.
I'm definitely persuaded. Let's save America and the world everyone!
Turning the TV off
Little Tommie was up all last night watching the Late Late Show. That next morning Tommie had a test and flunked. TV is addictive this has happened to poor Tommie. If TV wasn’t on Tommie wouldn’t have flunked that test and many other things would have gone better, such as he wouldn’t have wasted that electricity.
Rather than sleeping, people across America stay up all night watching TV comedies. By doing this people decrease productivity and increase unhealthiness. By cutting the number of hours TV is broadcasted, people would have better jobs grades and lives.
People claim that they need TV at night for the news because there at their jobs when the news is on. The solution to this problem is simple, go online and then read the news on the latest topics faster then they say on TV and on there are no commercials.
By doing this people would save electricity two ways. One, the people watching the TV would be asleep, not using the TV antenna and the TV itself. The companies who broadcast and receive television signals would not be broadcasting. This is a good way to end climate change.
This is a good way to start building a healthier and overall better America. Now let’s reverse the Tommie situation and stop watching TV at night to save America and the world.
I'm definitely persuaded. Let's save America and the world everyone!
Party... Chemistry style
Some of my chem friends decided to get together to watch a goofy movie after our finals ended. I was looking forward to some nice relaxing chill time. It was definitely fun and entertaining (my friends even more than the movie- one knew all the words and two sang along sometimes), but not quite as relaxing as I had expected. People commented on the laws of buoyancy violated in the river-floating scene, debated over whether the gloves the characters wore were latex or nitrile, and disputed the presence of carbonyl peaks in the clouds. Call me a slacker, but I'm totally okay with not mentioning chemistry related topics while watching a mindless movie after finals.
Actually, I lied. That was probably my favorite part: the nerdy jokes. That's why I love those people- their simultaneous coolness and nerdyness and total self-acceptance. While watching that movie in a basement classroom of the chemistry building, I realized I'm definitely going to miss them this summer- nitrile gloves and all.
Actually, I lied. That was probably my favorite part: the nerdy jokes. That's why I love those people- their simultaneous coolness and nerdyness and total self-acceptance. While watching that movie in a basement classroom of the chemistry building, I realized I'm definitely going to miss them this summer- nitrile gloves and all.
welcome back to vegas, with a bang
Provo this morning before I left: (77 degrees)
It was a perfectly warm and sunny spring day. The birds were warbling away among the leafy green trees dotted with flowers. As I walked down the sidewalks lined with freshly mowed grass, I passed smiling students excited to graduate in a few hours. The only flashing lights I saw were the tow trucks looking out for unsuspecting parents picking up their children.
....6 hour drive through the dusty, windy desert......
Vegas when I got home: (96 degrees)
As my family was finishing up dinner, we heard a slew of sirens rush past the back of our house. We ran out back to see a police helicopter circling our neighborhood My dad (who had just left) called the house and told us a cop car had just turned onto our street. We retreated back inside. My brother grabbed his BB gun and took the dog out front. "Don't go outside with that BB gun while that police helicopter's out there!" my mom shouted at him. My brother came back inside (unscathed) and we've all returned to life as normal while listening to the helicopter and cars chase some villan in our neighborhood.
That's a Vegas "Welcome Home!" all right
It was a perfectly warm and sunny spring day. The birds were warbling away among the leafy green trees dotted with flowers. As I walked down the sidewalks lined with freshly mowed grass, I passed smiling students excited to graduate in a few hours. The only flashing lights I saw were the tow trucks looking out for unsuspecting parents picking up their children.
....6 hour drive through the dusty, windy desert......
Vegas when I got home: (96 degrees)
As my family was finishing up dinner, we heard a slew of sirens rush past the back of our house. We ran out back to see a police helicopter circling our neighborhood My dad (who had just left) called the house and told us a cop car had just turned onto our street. We retreated back inside. My brother grabbed his BB gun and took the dog out front. "Don't go outside with that BB gun while that police helicopter's out there!" my mom shouted at him. My brother came back inside (unscathed) and we've all returned to life as normal while listening to the helicopter and cars chase some villan in our neighborhood.
That's a Vegas "Welcome Home!" all right
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Finals
Finals are upon us as of tomorrow. Wow.
My roommates and I are all coping with it in different ways. Two of my roommates who have 7 am finals are studying hard trying to cram the last bits of information in before it's too late. Another roommate of mine has been asleep for well over an hour. I'm procrastinating and writing a blog.
I guess we all deal with stress differently...
My roommates and I are all coping with it in different ways. Two of my roommates who have 7 am finals are studying hard trying to cram the last bits of information in before it's too late. Another roommate of mine has been asleep for well over an hour. I'm procrastinating and writing a blog.
I guess we all deal with stress differently...
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Eating vs Blogging
So Anthony told me that eating was optional and blogging was essential. That was the general idea of his argument to try to get me to write a blog post after I told him I was too busy with doing things essential to life, like eating. Well, I disagree with Anthony's conclusion; I think that eating is essential and blogging is not. I decided to research some stuff to prove him wrong.
http://www.sciam.com/article.cfm?id=how-long-can-a-person-sur
I came to these conclusions:
- If I went on a hunger strike with water allowed, I could probably live about 5 weeks.
- If I were trapped on a desert island with neither food nor water, I would probably last 1 day consciously, because I would go to sleep and not remember the rest.
- I would not actually ever give up food because I love it too much. So, unless I'm ever forced I guess I'll never know how long I could actually survive without food. I think I'm quite all right with that.
- If I weren't able to blog for the rest of my life, I would still have a happy and successful existence.
- Blogging and eating are not mutually exclusive activities, so I decided to make both Anthony and myself happy and write this post while eating a moist peace of carrot cake from Kneaders.
http://www.sciam.com/article.cfm?id=how-long-can-a-person-sur
I came to these conclusions:
- If I went on a hunger strike with water allowed, I could probably live about 5 weeks.
- If I were trapped on a desert island with neither food nor water, I would probably last 1 day consciously, because I would go to sleep and not remember the rest.
- I would not actually ever give up food because I love it too much. So, unless I'm ever forced I guess I'll never know how long I could actually survive without food. I think I'm quite all right with that.
- If I weren't able to blog for the rest of my life, I would still have a happy and successful existence.
- Blogging and eating are not mutually exclusive activities, so I decided to make both Anthony and myself happy and write this post while eating a moist peace of carrot cake from Kneaders.
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