another odd point.
Why do people always think of a "White" Christmas? It's not as if most places get snow. Perhaps it's the Hallmark economy showing the christmas trees, eggnog, snowmen, and etc but it seems to me that Christmas is different for everyone. Why does it have to be "White"? Most people don't have snow-filled holidays and are somehow left out of the "true Christmas" just because they don't have snow? I think it would be nice to have a Christmas tv show that would show us how other people celebrate the holidays. I, for one, would rather have a warm Christmas... like the Aussies do. Woody Allen seems to spend it in Paris.... where it does snow. But nonetheless a French Christmas probably doesn't include the tree bit. It's amazing what watching too much tv does to you. I saw parts of "How the American Christmas came to be" and you know the trees are a new thing? I think it's a Scandinavian Tradition. So, what about other traditions, why do we never see how Carribean Africans celibrate their Christmas? And New Zealand, Britain, Argentina, Cuba?
Ok, nix the Cuba, could never get a camera crew there...
But really. When you're putting/taking the presents from under the tree, ask yourself two things: 1)How do other people celebrate Christmas? 2)What do parents tell their kids when the family has no fireplace? And since it is Christmas, I will give you the gift of another question! Why do films always portray Christmas in New York as the Hallmark Image? (Other than, the "it's a wonderful world" theory) I mean, from what I understand, a large percentage of the people there aren't even Christian! So I leave myself puzzled. Eh. Oh well.

crouching tiger, hidden dragon:
Good, not that great. Plot is not very good. It's actually a Chick-flick. Chow Yun Fat is not the "star" of the plot. If anyone, it would be Michelle Yeoh as the "heroic lovelorn yet strong" female. Action scenes aren't anything remarkable if you grew up with Chinese Martial art films. However, since it does have a few good scenes rating: ***/*****
Also, went to the City(San Francisco) and went shopping with some old friends and assorted boyfriends. I think I ran them into the ground. Again. It's Tradition! Actually really practical so we can see each other again since we're literally all over California and usually we only see each other online. Then we buy presents for each other. 'Sides, it's lots of fun. There was a foiled attempt at dessert and pre-ceeding that my thumb was killed by SoulCalibur. My left thumb to be precise. I do have two of them. Anyhow, I'm home for Christmas, going to my Aunt's to see my family and eat the good food.
No, I don't care about the gifts.
So....
MERRY CHRISTMAS (EVE and DAY). Have a good one. Drink responsibly and drive safe.
Peace to all, Love to all, Light to all.

It's a great example of distributed computing and I hope that you can donate some cpu cycles to it. Instead of looking for aliens, look for a better way to fight aids.
3.3 Mb.

Also, my professor and the grader did get back to me. Now if they would update my grades I'd be really happy.

Today has been a day of caulking. That's right, caulking. No doubt the membranes on my fingers are siliconed over. I recaulked my bathroom 'cause it was starting to look really ick ick ick in there. Scraping it all off was the hard part. Eh, anyhow. Also put in some blinds too. Have you ever realized that blinds aren't a universal necessity? A lot of cultures don't use blinds. My neighbors didn't for a while, then someone else moved in and they got some blinds. Don't ask me why they wanted everyone to see into their house all the time. Good thing I live far enough away that I can't see through any of the windows....
I guess they don't use silicone caulking tinted in an almond shade. Heck, many cultures have outdoor showers. I guess no blinds and outdoor showers means you're a lot less body conscious. In that case, I wonder if girls still look at themselves and call themselves fat. Perhaps a little less modesty is good. I don't exactly hear about Europeans having higher rates of eating disorders. So, if somebody has a(n interesting) theory on why American girls are always so damn fixated on their weight and body shape (other than the, "it's the girls in cosmo magazine!" theory) email me freeciaw@yahoo.com and let me know. Also, somehow it seems that first world countries (the ones able to waste food) are the ones with psychological eating disorders (anorexia, bulemia). I see people starving, often in impoverished countries, and I doubt they're thinking that they "look fat" and shouldn't eat more. On that note, I ate a half pound burger for lunch and a large meal for dinner... And I enjoyed every single bite. YUM. ciao.

Finals. They're over, yeah, but now I have to go and make sure that my teachers got everything right. Then stress over my grade. Somehow, I don't know if it is my cynicism or reality that believes teachers and graders are able to grade 60+ finals consisting of 8 pages each and finish in less than a week. Furthermore, graders that send me output for my programs which says this doens't work and here's the output... When I send back, no, HERE'S the output and it works. Where is the christmas cheer, people? Can't you just boost the grade up a few percent in anticipation of the holidays? Ha. I'm just joking. I believe what you get is what you get, as long as what you get is actually what you turned in and do get correctly graded for. I don't know, is that too much to ask? I'm starting to think that it is. Well, hopefully my teacher will find my homework, 4% of my grade. And the grader will actually read the email I sent about a regrade (I suspect that he doesn't). Maybe the professor will read it. Ha Ha Ha. We'll see.

Last night I saw too much tv. Those Amazon.com commercials are quite funny. I don't know who I have a problem with at this moment, Amazon or UPS. I'm leaning toward UPS which took 5/6 days getting a package from Illinois to Sacramento,CA and haven't finished delivering it yet. I do wish they would. So, pancakes anyone?

so this is something new... Since I tend to run off at the mouth, I thought I'd do it here, too. I am gonna start with my favorite subject : sleep. I love sleep. It's like getting to watch tv while your eyes are closed(except it's much more confusing). Then being the sanctum of blankets, warm and cozy, perhaps it reminds me of being in a womb, or my own lethargic laziness. If I could, I'd sleep my whole life away. On the other hand, my own self-recrimination sometimes speaks up, you know, that nasty little "productive" side of you. That gets me up sometimes. Don't get me wrong, I'm not *that* much of a slacker. Most people would say I have a semi-functioning social life, as long as they don't wake me up or they won't have any sort of life at all... So anyhow. Since I've woken up finally, I gotta go start my day. That's right, time to actually get out of my pajamas. *Groan*. Such is life. *Murggg* (That's the noise I make when agitated). So, brave new world, hello.