I can type at a semi-reasonable speed now, so...

I'M NOT BROKEN! Just lots of pretty soft-tissue damage. Yay!

There's one week of work left, of which only Monday will be an actual full day of work. In less than seven days, I can resume being completely useless and sleeping past 7am on a daily basis. I can hardly wait.

With Sarah gone, George has been upgraded to the position of zombie, but it's not the same.

The new Batmobile has almost none of the charm of the previous versions. Since when did Batman drive an SUV? Blech.

Someone needs to decide for me, because I'm not making any progress by myself - what should I do after I graduate?

I should probably go get dressed, seeing as how Jess will be here in about 20 minutes. Alternatively, I could sit here like a lump for the next 4 hours instead. Shrug.

It's time to learn left-handed dvorak. On Friday, right after leaving work, I was attacked by a subway station. Specifically the wet, unpainted steel escalator. A few stairs later, it was necassary to spend the evening in the emergency room. Luckily, Brian kept me, and my gameboy, company. Final verdict - bad sprain with possibility of fracture. I need to get my hand x-rayed again next Monday just in case. In the mean time, I get to wear a splint made out of plaster, cotton, and an ace bandage. Oh, and hospital strength painkillers are nice.

For those of you who saw I, Robot, was I the only one thinking that Will Smith has automail?

A new hard drive cooler will be easier to get than replacing that damn fan, so a new one will be acquired today.

Typing takes entirely too long now, so I'm done. (This took 20 minutes.)

After tomorrow, I will have been commuting for seven weeks. Seven weeks of waking up between 6 and 6:40. Seven weeks of 1 hour train rides, 20 minutes drives to the train station (damn morning traffic), and 10 minutes of being smushed on the E train. For one summer, it's not so bad. Very sleep depriving, but not so bad. Okay, that's a lie. I hate losing 4 hours a day to commuting.

I finished another book today, The Dark Tower VI - Song of Susannah. Quite amusing, though the journal thing at the end was stupid. And Stephen King should not be such an important character in his own book. That just pissed me off, and came close to ruining the whole thing.

C++ libraries suck. SSH keys are awesome. Yay dsa.

Either gmail or outlook sucks. I sent two emails from Lehman to my gmail account today. Only the second one arrived.

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So of course the first thing I did was rip it to ogg.

"God is punishing me for not having younger siblings." - Alex, refering to Amy and me. I'm not hyper. Really.

That's probably the best description of last night. The three of us went to a random bar in the village, and I was instructed to drink. And drink I did.

After drinking came cheesecake. And with cheesecake came whipped cream. And with whipped cream came rainbow sprinkles. Perfection was achieved, complements of Big Nicks.

I finally got a new cell phone - Motorola v600. I am immensely pleased. Now if only it came with a belt clip. You'd think they'd spend the extra $1 for a phone this expensive.

Hopefully tomorrow will bring zombies. Lehman definitely needs more zombies.

Apparently a (prescription) drug that I've been taking increases sensitivity to the sun.

Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go bang my head against the wall.