I hate you, IEEE. You have so many documents, with so many sections that are 312% redundant. It is really out of control, and I think maybe someone should take a nice vacation (and no you are not allowed to write a Vacation Verification and Validation Plan , or a Vacation Requirements Specification, or a Vacation Acquisition Support Plan).

Been a while, hasn't it? Today I bring you a hastily-drawn warning.



Be educated. Don't let dance fever happen to you!

Distractions.



This one's based on a true story. Today I sat down to do some assembly programming, and I swear to you I'm really not sure how but I ended up playing The Sims 2.

So I was sitting around today, reading the Dinosaur Comics archives, and the mood struck me to write some Dinosaur Comics of my own. So I did. These two are RIT-themed but I have a couple scripts lying around too, I don't know if I'll make them into comics or not yet.

With the end of the quarter and finals quickly approaching, I've found out that trying to update this every day (my original goal) is far too ambitious. However each quarter I design my schedule so that I have one afternoon free to run errands, catch up on homework, etc. My new goal is to post a new comic or drawing once a week on this day. This quarter, this day is Tuesday. So every Tuesday until February 27th, expect a new something.

This week's fare is a comic explaining, for those of you kiddos who haven't experienced it, what happens in a relationship.

It may be cruel, but you know that's how it goes down. Always. The couple was once single, but oh how quickly we forget our lonely times... and if Blogger did this correctly, clicking should give it to you in convenient Desktop Wallpaper size! You know you want it- it's my wallpaper right now.

To graduate, I need to take a three-course sequence in either Biology, Physics, or Chemistry. I wonder which is my favorite of the three?

Today I realised something important.

I suppose I always knew, somewhere in the back of my mind. Perhaps I was simply in denial. I didn't want to have to deal with these feelings, but I can't ignore them any longer. I HATE ON-CAMPUS SHOPPING AT RIT.



It all started when I just needed some cream. I was making coffee. I just wanted some cream. So I ran downstairs to the Corner Store. But did they have cream? No. They didn't have cream. At all. Nothing even close, like half & half or even cream cheese. Just milk. So, highly disappointed, I grabbed a quart of whole milk (which was something like $1.50) and got in line... behind about twelve other people, with the most emo cashier I'd ever seen. He was wearing long sleeves but I was sure there were scars on his wrists beneath that black. Anyway he was slow as all hell, and kept taking even more time to stare dolefully at every item he scanned. And the kid in front of me smelled funny, so every time I stepped forward it was into the cloud he had created during the three minutes he'd been standing in that exact location. When it was all said and done, I still had over $100 of debit over what I was supposed to have last Friday.

I hate RIT Food Service.