Mt. Dew, and other illicit goods

Current Mood: methodical
Current Music: "Nobody's Fault But Mine" by Led Zeppelin

Ok, so over the past week and a half, battered by exams and other various impediments, I still managed to live it up here at school. Made it to two Ship of Fools improv shows, the Amelia Earhart collection, Rube Goldberg contest, and the SWE formal (I'm considering getting a picture sharing account like Fotki or Webshots to share pictures...thoughts?). The Purdue Society of Professional Engineers won Rube with their entry "Blackout on Planet Rube" and was simply amazing. I was also pleasantly surprised with the formal...I pretty much expected it to suck and be lame, especially with the engineering stigma attached. That way, I could justify any sort of lack of involvement in the future. However, the dance was very normal, very nice, and I actually found myself smiling and dancing (skinny white boy dances no less) and for some reason, I really wasn't as nervous as I thought I would be. Maddie even said I clean up "very very well". Thanks for inviting me, Sarah.

The only other cool thing I got to do this week was the robot demonstration by Honda. ASIMO, or Advanced Step in Innovative Mobility (yes, homage to Asimov the writer) came out on stage in his shiny four foot splendor. He opened with "Greetings, Purdue University!" and "Go Boilermakers" in an eerie eight-year old voice. It looked like it was a tiny little man, but it was really neat to see him actually walk around stage. I was impressed and excited.

Unfortunately, I couldn't stay for more than a few minutes. The most_difficult_chemistry_lab I've ever attempted was calling. I sprinted from the demonstration all the way to the chem building...and my entire group was late. Thanks guys, nice hustle. So we're given a set of 5 cations and are given over 30 different tests to do to them. Basically, we were trying to identify unknowns. This is the "qualitative scheme" project that I've spent the better part of academic career avoiding. There's a reason I always wanted Andy Fedus and Matt Risley on that section in Science Olympiad. It was so tough, in fact, we didn't finish. Our idiot TA was just like "whatever, just clean up...it's close enough."

Exams also sucked royally.

No matter. One quick English class tomorrow morning then I'm hittin' the road. Purdue, our friendship may you never lack, but I don't want to see your face or your black and gold for a week at the least.