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How New York

Posted in Friends, Out of State, Out of Town with tags , , , , , , on May 20, 2010 by Jeremy

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Little did I know that I’d be back in NYC so soon after yesterday.

“I want hot cocoa,” Joe said.

So, we went to Times Square.

Did we get hot cocoa?  No.

Good Luck

Posted in Friends, Stuff with tags , , , on May 11, 2010 by Jeremy

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How much luck you get has to be proportional to the size of the penny.

Reduced Cold Capacity

Posted in Friends, Out of State, Out of Town with tags , , , on April 24, 2010 by Jeremy

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My first pick-up at the airport.  I didn’t get lost on the way, and that made me happy.

It was a nice feeling—anticipating someone’s return at the airport after some time.

OK, one week wasn’t long, but it was still a nice feeling.  Imagine seeing someone for the first time after many years.

Anyway, I’m glad you’re back, kiddo.  Get used to the cold again!

Go Fry

Posted in Friends, Out of Town with tags , , , , on April 16, 2010 by Jeremy

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Stupid loser’s going to Florida for a week for spring break.

Quick trip to the mall to get him some clothes for his trip.  I got in trouble with parents for taking the car out at night.  Headlights weren’t working correctly.

The Limit Does Not Exist

Posted in Friends, Out of Town with tags , , , , on April 15, 2010 by Jeremy

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I got a new car!  Well, it’s new to me, but it’s actually a 1997 Mitsubishi Galant.  My dad doesn’t trust it that much, so he doesn’t want me to go somewhere far.  So Joe and I just went two towns away to eat some Chipotle and buy this gray marker that I’ve wanted for a while.

We then went to Costco and managed to go past the people in the front who were checking for membership I.D.’s, which neither of us had.  I don’t know why we went.  Probably just because Costco was right there.

Anyway, we were just walking around the place, playing tetherball, looking for pianos.  Joe then decided to buy himself a new camera and a box of Kit Kats for our friend Pooja, who just went through a root canal.  We grabbed both and headed to the checkout counter where the lady told us that we needed a membership I.D. to make a purchase.  Joe tried to reason with her while the woman pictured above tried to convince her to let us buy those items using her own membership I.D.  But the lady would not budge, and she took the box of Kit Kats and the camera away from us and watched us walk away.

However, Joe was intent on buying those two items.  We returned to the store, looking for a young person we can convince to buy the stuff for us.  While we retrieved the Kit Kats and the camera, we found the woman pictured above beckoning us to come to her.  She basically offered to buy the things for us, using her I.D. at a different counter.  She told us to wait where we were as she fetched someone or something.  I don’t really know.

Meanwhile, Joe and I were counting the money, hoping that we even had enough to buy the stuff we wanted to get.  Out of nowhere, we heard a loud whistle, and we saw her again.  Following her to another cash register, Joe and I were laughing at how things were turning out.

After we finally bought the Kit Kats and the camera, we decided we wanted to take a picture with this woman.  We hoped to use the camera we bought, and as we were opening the box, we saw her walking away with her cart.  We asked her to come really quick, and she obliged. Unfortunately, the new battery wasn’t charged, so we had to use my camera.   Good thing I always have mine handy.

Irate and Irritated

Posted in Belleville, Friends, Home, School, Stuff with tags , , , , , on March 30, 2010 by Jeremy

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The project that Randa and I started yesterday, I had to finish.  All we did was assemble the small parts, and I had to assemble all these small parts to complete the big project.  It was a lot of work.  I was pretty frustrated that I had to be the one to finish it.

Before I actually got to work on it, I was on my bed, taking a nap.  Joe then called me to wake me up because I told him to prior to sleeping so that I could get up and finish the project.  My cranky self complained and bellyached to him about how I didn’t want to do the project.  A major case of laziness.  I felt bad for having him listen to me grumble about how unfair it was that I had to finish the project, but in the end, I got out of bed, sat on the floor, and completed that freaking 3D model of translation in protein synthesis.

Fwap

Posted in Belleville, Friends, Out of Town with tags , , , on March 1, 2010 by Jeremy

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FWAP.

No worries.  It’s just one day.