In other news:
I have a riding partner from school now, and Andrew's last race is this weekend, so pretty soon I'll have another.
In other news:
My first major project in architecture studio has been turned in. It may not seem like it, but a LOT of work went into making this... thing...
In other news:
UT lost a football game today, putting us at 4 and 1. It's amazing how differant it feels to walk around after a loss. Hopefully everything is back to normal soon.
Saturday, September 29, 2007
Friday, September 28, 2007
Luck
Most people know already know it, but I'm a big time believer in the whole optimism/luck thing. This being said, I'm pretty sure that today included the most amazing proof that this works.
Last night after the crit I got back to the parking garage and started unloading my stuff. About half way through the process I noticed that my sunglasses had fallen onto the floorboard and decided it would be wise to move them so my car didn't get broken into. I finished unloading and went up to my room. When I got there I realized I hadn't brought my sunglasses with me, nor could I remember where I had ended up moving them to. Normally I would have gone back to check to make sure I hadn't done something stupid, but last night I really needed to get to finishing my architecture project, so I chose to rush off and do that, hoping for the best that no one woud break into my car to get my sunglasses.
Tonight, about 25 hours later, I went to my car to move it to the other garage, since there is a home game this weekend. When I got there and got out of my car, I found my sunglasses sitting on the roof of my car where I had left them.
Last night after the crit I got back to the parking garage and started unloading my stuff. About half way through the process I noticed that my sunglasses had fallen onto the floorboard and decided it would be wise to move them so my car didn't get broken into. I finished unloading and went up to my room. When I got there I realized I hadn't brought my sunglasses with me, nor could I remember where I had ended up moving them to. Normally I would have gone back to check to make sure I hadn't done something stupid, but last night I really needed to get to finishing my architecture project, so I chose to rush off and do that, hoping for the best that no one woud break into my car to get my sunglasses.
Tonight, about 25 hours later, I went to my car to move it to the other garage, since there is a home game this weekend. When I got there and got out of my car, I found my sunglasses sitting on the roof of my car where I had left them.
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Woo Lists!!
Things I have done since the long lost time of my last blog:
-Architecture stuff
-Driven home
-Went to a Muse concert
-Driven back to Austin on a monday morning. In time to be early for my 10:00 class
-Architecture stuff
-Saw Grindhouse
-Turned in my first college paper. I got an 88 yay!
-Driven home
-Then to Smithville
-Then to Austin because I left my mountain bike shoes at home
-Bought new mountain bike shoes
-Then back to Smithville
-Then back to Austin
(That was a busy saturday)
-Raced my first collegiete mountain bike race, did ok
-Architecture stuff
-Did a road ride on my mountain bike. That will be a fun story for tomorrow's edition of my blog
And I have a pictures and stories and stuff, but those will have to wait as I'm about to go see The Last Vegas.
-Architecture stuff
-Driven home
-Went to a Muse concert
-Driven back to Austin on a monday morning. In time to be early for my 10:00 class
-Architecture stuff
-Saw Grindhouse
-Turned in my first college paper. I got an 88 yay!
-Driven home
-Then to Smithville
-Then to Austin because I left my mountain bike shoes at home
-Bought new mountain bike shoes
-Then back to Smithville
-Then back to Austin
(That was a busy saturday)
-Raced my first collegiete mountain bike race, did ok
-Architecture stuff
-Did a road ride on my mountain bike. That will be a fun story for tomorrow's edition of my blog
And I have a pictures and stories and stuff, but those will have to wait as I'm about to go see The Last Vegas.
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Home (phones)
Let's start with thursday:
Wednesday night I hung out with Andrew and Fawley. They convinced me to race the crit on thursday. I did. Suprisingly after three weeks without riding I pulled of a top ten finish (read: tenth) in the 3/4 race. Seems walking about a mile a day isn't too bad for excercise.
Friday I drove home, got all hyper listening to music while driving for four hours, got home, chilled with the parentals for a few minutes, then went to go see all the band people at a football game. Being all hyper from the driving made that even more crazy! Seeing people, blah blah blah everyone tells me to come to the after party, so I acquiesce and go for further chillage.
After more seeing people, I get a phone call, which brings me to the start of the main point of this blog: it says Private Caller, and since I don't know who it is, I ask who wants to answer my phone for me. Jackie grabs it and says "Allo? You have wrong number, please call again later" and hangs up.
Now lets analyze that sentance. Why would you tell someone to call back if they have a wrong number? Hmm. I still don't know who it was, so hopefully it was nothing important...
Anyway, that brings me to today. Fast forward through eating breakfast with the parentals, watching mTV, and eating lunch. Alright, now I'm chilling with people again. Fast forward some more... Jackie gets a text from Zhilwan that none of us quite know what to think of, or how to respond to. Since she answered my phone last night, she agrees to let me take care of that message for her. The entire conversation* follows (my part is in bold):
"Hey sexy beast, what's up?"
"Who dis is? How u get my numba? Ima call da cops on u!!"
"Chill out Jackie; it's Zhilwhan."
"Who dis Jaky is? How u get my numba bitch? Da pigs is on dey way!"
--After about on hour we decide I should let him know it was me--
"Just kidding about the cops. It's Kyle by the way."
"Haha."
--A few hours later--
"Hey Kyle when you said the cops were coming, a cop came into the store right after I got the text."
*Most punctuation, grammer, and spelling has been edited for ease in reading / making sense of the conversation.
Wednesday night I hung out with Andrew and Fawley. They convinced me to race the crit on thursday. I did. Suprisingly after three weeks without riding I pulled of a top ten finish (read: tenth) in the 3/4 race. Seems walking about a mile a day isn't too bad for excercise.
Friday I drove home, got all hyper listening to music while driving for four hours, got home, chilled with the parentals for a few minutes, then went to go see all the band people at a football game. Being all hyper from the driving made that even more crazy! Seeing people, blah blah blah everyone tells me to come to the after party, so I acquiesce and go for further chillage.
After more seeing people, I get a phone call, which brings me to the start of the main point of this blog: it says Private Caller, and since I don't know who it is, I ask who wants to answer my phone for me. Jackie grabs it and says "Allo? You have wrong number, please call again later" and hangs up.
Now lets analyze that sentance. Why would you tell someone to call back if they have a wrong number? Hmm. I still don't know who it was, so hopefully it was nothing important...
Anyway, that brings me to today. Fast forward through eating breakfast with the parentals, watching mTV, and eating lunch. Alright, now I'm chilling with people again. Fast forward some more... Jackie gets a text from Zhilwan that none of us quite know what to think of, or how to respond to. Since she answered my phone last night, she agrees to let me take care of that message for her. The entire conversation* follows (my part is in bold):
"Hey sexy beast, what's up?"
"Who dis is? How u get my numba? Ima call da cops on u!!"
"Chill out Jackie; it's Zhilwhan."
"Who dis Jaky is? How u get my numba bitch? Da pigs is on dey way!"
--After about on hour we decide I should let him know it was me--
"Just kidding about the cops. It's Kyle by the way."
"Haha."
--A few hours later--
"Hey Kyle when you said the cops were coming, a cop came into the store right after I got the text."
*Most punctuation, grammer, and spelling has been edited for ease in reading / making sense of the conversation.
Sunday, September 9, 2007
BURNiNATION!!1
The Weekend
Saturday:
8:30 - Wake up and take shower
9:30 - Begin working on projects in architecture studio
12:00 - Finish 2 out of 3 simutaneous projects, decide the 3rd can wait until next week
12:40 - Go to lunch with people from the other studio I've never met before
12:45 - Discover Chik-fil-a is closed, go to Wendy's instead
1:15 - go back to studio and brag about being done
1:50 - Meet Bo to play Guitar Hero
2:40 - Get bored and go to toy store, buy the most insane thing ever!!
3:30 - Meet the Bud Light Girls at 7-11. But we aren't 21 so we can't get free hats ) :
3:50 - Play more Guitar Hero
6:15 - Turn on the UT/TCU game since we couldn't get tickets
7:20 - Get food and move to Bo's room to finish watching the game
7:50 - Start browsing the interwebs, and only periodically check the score
9:45 - Sara comes over after the game is over
10:05 - Paul calls (he came down from TCU with the band and is staying the night) so we can meet him
10:30 - We find Paul and go back to Bo's room
10:40 - Obviously, finding a party is the correct course of action
11:00 - Start walking to West Campus; after numerous phone calls we discover the only party is at BXO, the asian frat. But it's "casual" so we can all go...
11:20 - Partake in party-like activities
Sunday:
12:50am - Leave party to go somewhere
12:55am - Sara decides queso and pancakes sound good, so we head towards to Kerbey Lane Cafe
1:25am - Amazing queso and pancakes ensue
2:00am - We walk Sara back to her dorm, then head off to ours
2:15am - We run into some upperclassmen, and have a competition to see who can get the radar speed detector thing to read the highest by running down the street. I tie for second with 14mph
2:30am - Bedtime
7:30am - I wake up and decide to sleep more
10:00 - I wake up, take a shower and do calculus homework
12:30 - I go to Andrew's to get a copy of his house key
1:30 - I get back and chill in my room
2:40 - I call Bo and we decide to meet at the co-op in about 30 minutes
2:45 - I decide I really want a muffin, and go to get one. There aren't any at the store downstairs or at the CVS by the co-op. But I really want a muffin, so I go to 7-11.
3:20 - I get my muffin, and it is an awesome first meal of the day. Bo calls to see where I am and we meet half way between the two places
3:30 - Me and Bo chill / eat pizza / whatever
8:30 - Bo leaves and I watch youtube videos
12:00 - Bedtime, I have classes at 8:00 in the morning... whoo...
Wednesday, September 5, 2007
Two Stories That Don't Deserve Thier Own Blog
Yet, put together, they work quite good!
#1
This morning I got in the elevator to go downstairs. Some girl already on it was saying how she hoped it would be cold today, since she had a sweater on. It's summer, and we're in Texas. For some reason I think there is almost no chance of it being cold. Hmmm...
#2
Walking around looking at seats in architecture today, one of the girls I don't know said "wow, it's hot - I wish I hadn't worn this sweater..." It was not the girl I saw in the elevator.
#1
This morning I got in the elevator to go downstairs. Some girl already on it was saying how she hoped it would be cold today, since she had a sweater on. It's summer, and we're in Texas. For some reason I think there is almost no chance of it being cold. Hmmm...
#2
Walking around looking at seats in architecture today, one of the girls I don't know said "wow, it's hot - I wish I hadn't worn this sweater..." It was not the girl I saw in the elevator.
Monday, September 3, 2007
Cool Things
Well, my computer now has sound again. No idea how, as nothing I did ever seemed to help. But whatever, it's quite nice.
I downloaded this awesome program that you would never know I had unless I told you: if you're typing something, but you hold the space bar down while you're typing letters, the keybaord is mirrored. Like, if I hit the 'q' I type a 'q' but if i hold space and hit 'q' I type a 'p'
Like I said, it's awesome.
Final cool thing: my group in architecture finished our seat four days before it's due! Compared to other groups that haven't even started yet, it's nice to be done and not have to worry about it.
Here it is
See, it works too!
Hey! That's not butter!
I downloaded this awesome program that you would never know I had unless I told you: if you're typing something, but you hold the space bar down while you're typing letters, the keybaord is mirrored. Like, if I hit the 'q' I type a 'q' but if i hold space and hit 'q' I type a 'p'
Like I said, it's awesome.
Final cool thing: my group in architecture finished our seat four days before it's due! Compared to other groups that haven't even started yet, it's nice to be done and not have to worry about it.
Here it is
See, it works too!
Hey! That's not butter!
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