The mini USB port on my WD MyBook just fell into the case.

I took it all apart and pulled it back out, but it needs to be soldered or something.

With scale figure.
With scale figure.
Our model.
Our model.
David managed to superglue his finger to the bottle, aided by Robin spraying accelerant all over it. Way to go.
David managed to superglue his finger to the bottle, aided by Robin spraying accelerant all over it. Way to go.
Geeks.
Geeks.
Illegal path that we just came from. Oops.
Illegal path that we just came from. Oops.
Love.
Love.

DEpressing

duplo:

disapprovingmonkey:

nudawn:

antikris:

I cannot poop in front of any man or in someone’s house with the exception of a few lucky individuals.  This phobia proves to be quite inconvenient seeing as I go out of town alot.  It took me a good 6 months to be able to crap in my own house when my ex moved in.

i can’t poo on vacation.  or at work.  or anywhere other than my own home really.

I’m… the opposite.  I’d much rather walk all the way down to DAAP to crap in a public bathroom rather than at home.  NO idea why.

duplo: August 1? More like October 1! What’s the deal, weather? Actually I’m itchin’ for fall. Bring on the layering weather! We were just talking about this yesterday.  It’s hot as HELL here (Cincinnati) and the humidity is even worse than the heat, but we had a nice, cool bit the other day after it rained.  I want layering weather.  Better clothes.

duplo:

August 1? More like October 1! What’s the deal, weather?

Actually I’m itchin’ for fall. Bring on the layering weather!

We were just talking about this yesterday.  It’s hot as HELL here (Cincinnati) and the humidity is even worse than the heat, but we had a nice, cool bit the other day after it rained.  I want layering weather.  Better clothes.

Screw this.

I am glad our new model has only two arches, so I can do mine (just did) and get out of here without having to relly on my partner. We’re not able to work together anyways (especially when she doesn’t come to DAAP for two days, and the one night she did come at 1am she fell asleep ‘till 6am), so why wait around.

I know that’s poor team spirit, and I could easily finish her part right now, but I’ll leave it for her to work on and just hope she finishes it before critique tomorrow. If not, I’m admitting to the professor that she hasn’t been here at all, and we split the project up just to see if that would work with our schedule, and she didn’t finish her part.

There’s a difference between awkward scheduling problems and just a bad partner.

But hey, I’m going to bed before midnight. Hallelujah.