Just before bed I see this email from my instructor.
Jesse,
I just had to tell you that your paper is f--ing great. Audacious and brilliant and you should write like this whenever you can.
You know I usually skim the last papers because people don't come back for them, and all I need is a grade.
Not yours. Too funny, intense, surprising.
Thanks,
Becky Roberts
I felt really good at first, and even slept very well. But then my ultra self consciousness wonders if the paper was actually that good, or if this teacher is just that easily impressed.
Here is the paper.
Whelp. That was quick. 20 year old I was nailing gave me my walking papers. Meh. I saw it coming from the get go. Easy come easy go.
In other news.
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I got nothin'.
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In other news.
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I got nothin'.
LOL
And a third.
So I got a chance to check out a google self driving car up close. Spoke to one of the engineers about it. I was embarrassed, I thought it was a google maps car until I was corrected. They look similar but not close enough to be thought to be the same.
Anyway, that fucking thing is pretty cool! It has a 64 laser matrix on the roof of the vehicle that is constantly streaming data about its surroundings. They haven't done much in city testing, which I figured would have been a safer environment, but are constantly allowing it to pilot itself on the freeway. After thinking about it, though the freeway may move faster it does have less turns, less [no] pedestrians and would be a good place to test the vehicles reaction times.
Anyway, it was pretty freaking neat!
So I got a chance to check out a google self driving car up close. Spoke to one of the engineers about it. I was embarrassed, I thought it was a google maps car until I was corrected. They look similar but not close enough to be thought to be the same.
Anyway, that fucking thing is pretty cool! It has a 64 laser matrix on the roof of the vehicle that is constantly streaming data about its surroundings. They haven't done much in city testing, which I figured would have been a safer environment, but are constantly allowing it to pilot itself on the freeway. After thinking about it, though the freeway may move faster it does have less turns, less [no] pedestrians and would be a good place to test the vehicles reaction times.
Anyway, it was pretty freaking neat!
I have an obnoxious teacher that has been sending us Google Doc quizzes for tests...
So I made one for my Silliness Crowd!
I think I will make a few of these. They seem fun.
[edit: added three more questions]
[edit: All day this song was in my head.]
So I made one for my Silliness Crowd!
I think I will make a few of these. They seem fun.
[edit: added three more questions]
[edit: All day this song was in my head.]
Back to everything coming up Ray.
So I found a girl from my Math class last year living up the street a couple months ago. She was ultra friendly and cute. But... her Grandparents had just died. That is why she moved in up the street.
I have been chit chatting with her over the last few weeks here and there and we hooked up.
Not sure where this is going to end up leading but for now I am enjoying it.
This is her playing a bit back in 2011.
Also... we hooked up on her birthday... she turned 20... DON'T JUDGE ME!
So I found a girl from my Math class last year living up the street a couple months ago. She was ultra friendly and cute. But... her Grandparents had just died. That is why she moved in up the street.
I have been chit chatting with her over the last few weeks here and there and we hooked up.
Not sure where this is going to end up leading but for now I am enjoying it.
This is her playing a bit back in 2011.
Also... we hooked up on her birthday... she turned 20... DON'T JUDGE ME!
Boss told me today. I am not yet in the system for pay roll. He offered to cut me a check for my hours. I told him to just toss them on the next check. Everyone there was floored. I quickly told them all, "I'm independently wealthy. I just come here so you can entertain me." I got two people asking me for loans. 
So. Yes. Have a job. But apparently when I told them part time and gave them the options between Tuesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday or Sunday... they took that as like... a challenge to try and use as many as possible. Had me on four day this week. I just send an email to the gal that hired me. Informed her, three days is like my Max. Falling behind in Japanese.... didn't even think that was possible. Anyway need to get Tuesday or Thursday off to study. Was really under the impression Friday, Saturday and Sunday were the days I was going to be working. Anyway.
Got my teefury grab bag. Two shirts I'm not keeping and I am happy about.
The other shirts I am keeping.
















Got my teefury grab bag. Two shirts I'm not keeping and I am happy about.
The other shirts I am keeping.








So Friday night I am walking up to the house coming home from work. I see a silver jeep parked out front. It's just sitting their idling. I get about 15 feet from the jeep and the chick inside floors it and charges at me. I leap spin out of the way and kick the door in the process. All this while screaming out "the fuck is wrong with you?" She continued through the stop sign and barreled through the park, never stopping to even say fuck you.
My hip was tweak Saturday, but fuck it. Really no harm done. Just wondering who the hell that was.
Far as work.
The job is pretty fun. The people there are enjoying my company. Apparently I am funny.
The manager keeps asking "Who did you kill in Southern California? What are you running from?" After he found out I did security for some reason. So now I follow with, "well if only I can stop murdering people long enough to do ______." whenever I am asked to take on a new task. This seems to tickle everyone around me. I tell them "its a hard habit to break. Like trying to give up smoking."
They let me graze there while packaging things. Also more fun! I have been trying out some FANCY ass cheeses! Shit that's like $20+ a pound. Sometimes feel like I need a tux and monocle. I do jut out the pinkie when I get a hold of something particularly expensive. Also, lots of fancy chocolates and strange veggies that I have no experience with.
Getting out of the house is also a bonus and so far work hasn't interfered with my D&D gaming on Saturdays! The Aunt and Uncle seem mixed about me being out of the house so much of the week now though. Not sure if they are going to be getting better or worse with it as the weeks pass.
Had a nerd argument on Saturday.... one I lost.
Okay, this D&D group is a bunch of college classmates from English. The DM is a chick from my English class, her boyfriend is a player. Two of the other players are classmates a dude and his boyfriend and a chick and her husband. The chick and husband thought they were the oldest ones there. She's 27 and he's 32. So. He busts out with a Simpsons reference, not even sure WHAT the reference was now, but then someone starts saying something like, "The Simpsons have been on for like eons". Okay. So I nod and say yeah since like 85. [I now know I am wrong here.] The dude then corrects me with, "No man. They've been on the air since 89." Wounded I try to salvage a minor bit of pride here and retort with, "Well I was thinking about the shorts on the Tracee Ullman show. That was a bit earlier that 89."
He and I back and forth about that for a few more minutes now with the argument that the Ullman show doesn't could as the Simpons because it wasn't there show. THEN he starts in about how "The Spirit of Christmas" is not the beginning of South Park! Which I completely disagree on.
The look of confusion from the others at the table. . . 18-21 year olds. . . was enough for us both to realize we had carbon dated ourselves and both look like a couple of old ass nerds even to these young nerds. At that point we both dropped it.
Moral of the story? I was wrong. I hate being wrong.
Also, I renewed my SG account.
My hip was tweak Saturday, but fuck it. Really no harm done. Just wondering who the hell that was.
Far as work.
The job is pretty fun. The people there are enjoying my company. Apparently I am funny.
The manager keeps asking "Who did you kill in Southern California? What are you running from?" After he found out I did security for some reason. So now I follow with, "well if only I can stop murdering people long enough to do ______." whenever I am asked to take on a new task. This seems to tickle everyone around me. I tell them "its a hard habit to break. Like trying to give up smoking."
They let me graze there while packaging things. Also more fun! I have been trying out some FANCY ass cheeses! Shit that's like $20+ a pound. Sometimes feel like I need a tux and monocle. I do jut out the pinkie when I get a hold of something particularly expensive. Also, lots of fancy chocolates and strange veggies that I have no experience with.
Getting out of the house is also a bonus and so far work hasn't interfered with my D&D gaming on Saturdays! The Aunt and Uncle seem mixed about me being out of the house so much of the week now though. Not sure if they are going to be getting better or worse with it as the weeks pass.
Had a nerd argument on Saturday.... one I lost.
Okay, this D&D group is a bunch of college classmates from English. The DM is a chick from my English class, her boyfriend is a player. Two of the other players are classmates a dude and his boyfriend and a chick and her husband. The chick and husband thought they were the oldest ones there. She's 27 and he's 32. So. He busts out with a Simpsons reference, not even sure WHAT the reference was now, but then someone starts saying something like, "The Simpsons have been on for like eons". Okay. So I nod and say yeah since like 85. [I now know I am wrong here.] The dude then corrects me with, "No man. They've been on the air since 89." Wounded I try to salvage a minor bit of pride here and retort with, "Well I was thinking about the shorts on the Tracee Ullman show. That was a bit earlier that 89."
He and I back and forth about that for a few more minutes now with the argument that the Ullman show doesn't could as the Simpons because it wasn't there show. THEN he starts in about how "The Spirit of Christmas" is not the beginning of South Park! Which I completely disagree on.
The look of confusion from the others at the table. . . 18-21 year olds. . . was enough for us both to realize we had carbon dated ourselves and both look like a couple of old ass nerds even to these young nerds. At that point we both dropped it.
Moral of the story? I was wrong. I hate being wrong.
Also, I renewed my SG account.


