when it rains, it pours….

in organic chemistry lab today i went through this nice ordeal where i was trying to make this column chromotography thing where you had to snap the tip off of a pipet and this proved to be quite the adventure. during round one, i just tried to break it off carefully, and the thign just blew up, like all of it. i’m glad i was wearing goggles, because otherwise i probably would have had glass in my eyes. although that might have been humoroous, it probably would have been overall painful for me. on the second attempt i tried scoring hte glass with my knife on my keys, and when i snapped that off, it snapped, but not very cleanly at all, so when i went to inspect it, i noticed a huge drop of blood come off of my thumb, and splatter ont he ground. this little nick in the joint of my thumb doesn’t even have a scab on it, but it gushed blood for like 2 minutes, and slowed to a trickle for another 5. damn blood thinners, making all these minor wounds way worse than they should be. i really feel sorry for hemophelliacs now, blood clotting is one of those great things our body designed. so anyways, i finally finished it on the third try, and there was much rejoycing.

ok, so i know all these chem people are smart and everything, so why are they so exact in their measurments of things that don’t matter. i went up to the scale to weigh out this alumina stuff for the said pipet above, and the manual said to get 1.25 g of the stuff. so i sit there behind 5 other people, since there’s only 2 scales, and they all weigh their stuff out like a .001 gram difference is going to mean anything. spoon some in, spoon some out, spoon a little more in, spoon more out…closer, closer, wait for it….allright, now! i mean, there are probably a bunch of people in there that are much smarter than i am, can’t they look at the experiment and determine which values are important, and which are just there as guidelines? i mean you don’t want to be too far off from what they suggest, cause it might cause the reaction to either happen too much or not happen, but if you’re off by like .05 or something, you make sure that you account for it in your calculations and you’re cool. so are these people just anal and they have to get things right? or am i just a lazy bastard? hmmm….probably both.

when i was walkign around red square today, i made up a little game. when you look all around red square, there are preened freshman, and probably sophmores, all over the place. they’re unmistakeable by their coats that aren’t doing a thing to keep them warm or dry, but they look nice. and they also look like they spent and hour before sauntering up to campus. anyways, you know these girls are going to smell as soon as you walk by them, or walk downwind, in their line of fire. so i wandered around for like the 10 minute period where everyone gets out of class, but i didn’t have a class to go to, and i wandered around trying to guess what they would smell like just by looking at their appearence. it was surprisingly hard, i mean i couldn’t identify half of the perfumy stuff they wore, but most of it was the smelly shampoo and other various creams they douse themselves in. lots of peach and strawberry stuff, i noticed taht. i think the funniest one was one of the few i guessed right where i saw this 5 foot, size 0, busty blond in capri pants and a tight ass hoody sweatshirt (of course with her arms crossed to accentuate the boobage) and i just thought “malibu blast” and as soon as she passed she had this balmy coconut smell with some other various freshness things in there. it was exactly what i would have expected froma malibu blast.

man, this weekend ruled, not only did i get to hang around with great co-workers and get blasted, but i got to slip into a catatonic state and hang around at ben’s for the rest of the weekend. going to dad’s in fremont was great, i mean all the beer is hella expensive, but it was worthit i thought, and hanging around with people where you can just show up after not seeing them for a few months and just pick up where things left off is cool. last week i had a couple of tests and some more time intensive labs. i got sick the night i had to hardcore study too, so i wasn’t too happy (hence the lack of blogging).

but yeah, i read ben’s blog earlier and i was just smiling as i read it. i mean, this is solid gold stuff here people:

“i know what i know, but i know that i don’t know everything. but, as little as i trust myself to make the right decision, i trust other people less than myself.”

trust is one of the wackier things that we’ve been privvy to in our society. i mean, you pretty much have to. if you say you don’t have faith in anything, then you pretty much are a liar. i mean, if you go outside, you trust that people walking by aren’t goign to stab you, or when you drive that people are going to know how they are driving. you just have faith in this stuff, because it makes things easier. if you didn’t trust anyone or anything, it would make living rather difficult. so you find a median in where to trust people, and where not to, like selective trust. but when people ask me for my opinion on something the first thing i wonder is “do you really care what i think?” because when people try to express opinions to me most of the time, i don’t care because the things people have as opinions are arbitrary anyways, as i know a good deal of my thinking is very, very arbitrary.

but i read ben’s spiel, and it made me smile. i don’t know how or when it happened, but ben and i are like cards from the same deck. he’s the only person i could point to right now and say “he’s on the same level as me”. i mean sure, we’re still different in alot of ways (i’m not just saying this to exault myself up to ben-like status) but the fundamentas are there. and i just know that if i wasn’t in school right now, i would be doing the exact same thing as him. hell, i’d probably be living with him and matt.

so now i reach the point in my ngiht where it’s pretty much to late to do anything productive. can’t start anything, cause it’s too late, dammit i can’t believe i have to go back to school already tomorrow. and yet without it, what would i be doing? probably complaining about how bored i was. damned if i do, damned if i don’t…