The Stanford Rivalry
Maybe I just wasn’t as in touch with the rivalry as other students, and maybe I just never saw it as a big deal, but whenever anyone asks me how it feels to go to the rival school, all I ever really think is “What the fuck does it matter? We’re rivals because we’re both insanely fantastic universities. It’s a god damned honor, it’s one of the best feelings in...
The Best Summary I've Said So Far
Jason: David, I heard you're going to grad school next semester, right?"
David: Yep, that's right.
Jason: Where are you going?
David: I'm going to Stanford.
Jason: How does that feel, going to Stanford? I mean, do you feel like a traitor? What about the rivalry?
David: The only reason there's a rivalry is because the two schools both know they're the best. No one actually gives a shit about the rivalry. All that matters is that I'm going to have a degree from the two best universities west of the Mississippi.
Like A Boss
David: If you were given the choice, would you take the red pill?
Francis: I already have, man.
Tonight, while driving to my friend’s house, a mama cat and a baby cat leapt out in front of my car and I had enough time to slam my brakes and not cause harm to either. But, the mama cat kept running forward and the baby cat ran back to cover. So I parked in the middle of the street and walked out and made sure that the mama cat saw that her baby cat was alive and didn’t suddenly...
I think the future of architecture does not lie so much in continuing to fill up...– Gottfried Boehm (via mlagreen) This is why I chose this field. (via urben-disaster) This is, by far, the truest statement I have ever read concerning architecture in today’s world. It is partly why I am choosing to pursue architectural journalism rather than just architecture. I think...
When people talk about themselves in a really high manner, as if they’re actually the shit, I can’t help but think “Wow, you must really know you’re a piece of shit because you even have to convince yourself at this point.” BECAUSE SERIOUSLY, LOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLL
Treachery is Afoot
So we started a wellness challenge at my work in which the teachers as well as the after-school teachers get into teams of two or three and compete to see who has the most steps each week for a total of four weeks. We all get pedometers and every friday we’re going to count out totals. We got our pedometers yesterday (I got a blue one and I’m gonna be honest, I’m not too...
I Just Came Home From Work
and I walked into the kitchen to see that my dad is making carne asada. Now, this is especially fantastic because of one insanely large reason that I had completely forgotten until just now, upon actually seeing that meat over a fire: We don’t eat red meat at home. My entire intake of red meat is voluntary, as in, when I go out to eat with friends or pick something up for lunch. Considering...
Forms of Communication
Admittedly, this is something I am rather terrible at. I have a great difficulty keeping in touch with people over many years. Hell, I have trouble keeping in touch with people over a few weeks. More so, I don’t really know why people get upset when I don’t keep in touch. I have this weird opinion that if I’m good friends with someone, then I can not see them for ages and then...
Today I woke up thinking it was Monday, then Friday, then Saturday, then finally Sunday. It’s not even summer and I’m already forgetting days of the week. On A Related Note: I hate forgetting days of the week. It makes me feel like I no longer belong to society. At the same time, I like it. I become an outsider, cast aside by time. During this time, I look at everyone going to work...
I'm Not Growing Up
I was just on a terrible one last night. It wasn’t until today when I was reminded by my friends that I recalled playing Ms. Pac-Man for almost a half hour straight at Dave and Busters. After that I played Galaga. In Related News: I’m pretty nice at Ms. Pac-Man.
I have absolutely no idea what is happening to me, but the only way I can describe it is that I’m actually getting older. After we graduated, very few of us had jobs lined up for the future. The entire College of Environmental Design was facing the worst recession in architecture-based jobs in the history of the United States. They told us over and over, Architects can be different things,...
I love seeing spam move like wildfire throughout my min-feed because it makes me understand my facebook friends in a much more thorough light. A few weeks ago I had a pretty great purging, in which I deleted everyone from my mini-feed who was stupid enough to click “Want to see Osama’s death photos!?”. I feel like my mini-feed is now stronger, better, faster. Today, I have...