Archive for March, 2003

Fighting Cancer with Pizza

Monday, March 31st, 2003

After working the entire evening yesterday I was still not able to get 1/4 of my homework to work. It is so frustrating because my code looks just like his does in the example, but mine just won’t work. Tonight we have Pizza Hut night for the ACS, so hopefully I will be able to get my program working before I have to leave for dinner, because I will be leaving from dinner for school.

I went back and did an old Tae Bo workout yesterday to just see how I would do. I did great, but at the same time I realized that the older workouts are much harder than the newer ones. I almost want to go back and sign up for the monthly Tae Bo tapes. Each month they send you a new tape to help keep your workout from going stale. All I know right now is that I am hurting, and I love it.

Matrix Roscoe

Sunday, March 30th, 2003

Check out the awesome picture Lusipher Malache made of me. He is an exceptional artist, so drop by his site and check out the rest of his stuff.

Homework fun!

Sunday, March 30th, 2003

It’s Sunday, you know what that means? Yup. Homework. Actually this is homework for the class I really like, so as long as it doesn’t give me too much trouble it should be fun.

Angioplasty is good, sometimes.

Friday, March 28th, 2003

Almost forgot the update on Aunt Josie. (Can you tell I am bored at work today?) She was given 3 options (1) Bypass, (2)Angioplasty, (3)Die. She was hurting, but because of her old age we didn’t want to risk a Bypass. She made the decision herself and opted for the angioplasty, which was the right decision. They went in and discovered a blood clot in one of her previous bypasses. They cleared it an checked the remaining bypasses to see that they were all clear. So her heart attack and pain were the result of a blood clot. Hopefully we will have her around for many year’s to come. Gotta love Aunt Josie!

Small Cars = Good Jokes

Friday, March 28th, 2003

Something that keeps making me laugh:
My Dad’s windshield cracked the other day and he didn’t know why. He was hoping it was a factory thing so that our insurance wouldn’t have to pay it. My brother was sitting there while Dad and I were talking about this and he turns to me and says, “He must have hit a curb”. HAHA. It is so fun to make fun of Dad’s car being so small. Turns out it was just a stone.