I thought the hardest part of deleting my facebook account would be the slight guilt of not knowing what my friends from high school were doing every five minutes (You just woke up from a nap? How interesting...). Turns out facebook only seems willing to let you delete your account. I've spent the last 10 minutes typing in captchas only to be rejected time and time again.
Plus I had to admit to my advisor that I had an account and he seemed hurt that we weren't friends. Back to the cryptic captchas.
When we unlocked the door for the first time David said, "If this works out, you'll have the best office in the whole town."
We're close, we've gotten the keys, the other guy's stuff just hasn't been moved out yet. We keep pushing it to the sides to make room for the router, the drill, and the saws.
Forgive me, my world is small right now, I really don't ever have to leave my house.
The project we're working on is a continuation of David's thesis from architecture school. There he assumed the thermodynamic properties of materials could be exploited in structures and designed around that hypothesis.
Now, we're working to prove it, and so far our experiments seem to be proving him right.
Uncomfortably standing around near a 115 degree radiator hoping not to fall down the stadium seating (or would that be arena seating?).
It warmed up around here. Friday was in the 40s and Saturday it topped out at 63. And so the inaugural bike ride of 2009 was planned. We left town heading south and into the southwesterly wind and it totally kicked my ass. I was doing 8 mph and couldn't catch my breath. Most of the time I was gasping I was also thinking about pulling over to puke in the ditch, at only 8 miles per hour.* So I turned around. Going back up the gravel hill was hard (always a challenge, the highest hill around these parts) but after that I was flying. I rode in my drops and did a comfortable 18 until I hit the first stop light coming back into town. Today, I'm not that sore.**
*In the picture you can see that I'm doing 11 mph with no hands and taking pictures on a city street. If you ride to work, or school, you're doing much faster than 8 mph, that's how much I was sucking.
**I put fat, nubby mountain bike tires on the Kona for a workout commuting around town. And even though we were gone for half an hour, riding into the wind, and then fast on the way home commuting with fat mountain bike tires is hands down a better work out.
I'm looking at MacBooks. And aside from convenience, I have no need for a new laptop. My desktop is going strong after three years and my old iBook is still rock solid after seven.* But I'm mobile this semester and a brand new laptop would come in quite handy since I'm pretty much squatting in someone else's office for the time being. And even though this as yet unclaimed office is in a building with a dirt floor it has wi-fi.
So I hope I can either wrangle up some student loan money or convince myself I don't need a new laptop.**
*Although it won't play youtube videos and it doesn't have a DVD drive. **They're gorgeous though.
