September 14th, 2005



My car's fine. Apparently I was just imagining things or something.. but good to know. :)

I went ahead and added in a try-catch block around everything so that my program would finish out no matter what exceptions a set of data threw.. even though he said he'd only put an exception into the last one since it's not in the specs. And the program throws FileNotFoundException.. but also not in specs, and I was too lazy to handle it. XP

edit: Also, I had an interesting suggestion made to me: OUAT in cartoon form. Thoughts, anyone?

Pole joke.

A Polish man moved to the USA and married an American girl. Although
his English was far from perfect, they got along very well until one day he
rushed into a lawyer's office and asked him if he could arrange a divorce
for him - "very quick."

The lawyer said that the speed for getting a divorce would depend on
the circumstances, and asked him the following questions:

LAWYER: "Have you any grounds?"
POLE: "JA, JA, acre and half and nice little home."

LAWYER: "No," I mean what is the foundation of this case?"
POLE: "It made of concrete."

LAWYER: "Does either of you have a real grudge?"
POLE: "No, we have carport, and not need one."

LAWYER: "I mean, What are your relations like?"
POLE: "All my relations still in Poland."

LAWYER: "Is there any infidelity in your marriage?"
POLE: "Ja, we have hi- fidelity stereo set and good DVD player."

LAWYER: Does your wife beat you up?"
POLE: "No, I always up before her."

LAWYER: "Is your wife a nagger?"
POLE: "No, she white."

LAWYER: "WHY do you want this divorce?"
POLE: "She going to kill me."

LAWYER: "What makes you think that?"
POLE: "I got proof."

LAWYER: "What kind of proof?"
POLE: "She going to poison me She buy a bottle at drugstore and put
on shelf in bathroom. I can read, and it say, 'Polish Remover'

When I got home last night,...Collapse )

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Mom and I were talking about why Travis and I never studied here but always went to his house. I'd honestly never thought to study at my house. I tell her that, but then I also tell her that it's because we're really having gay sex and I didn't want her to find out, because that would be awkward.

Mom: So that means you're bipolar.
Me: No.. bipolar is something different. I am bipolar, but it's different.

Mom: *laughingly* You embarass me.
Me: Why? I mean, if I were yelling it out at a dinner party, I could understand being embarassed, but we're alone.
Mom: Okay, okay. *chuckles*


I have a quiz in 301 tomorrow. I don't feel like studying. I'm going to fail. I sleep or read through that class, every day, because I can't pay attention to this teacher. *sigh*

I think my other classes will be fine.