Adam Hinz: The Blog
On 2004-09-26 at 9/26/2004 01:44:00 AM...
I want a new job. A job where I don't get assigned to the dishroom every saturday night where I get all wet and cut my fingers on the edges of pans and end up staying 15 minutes late because I'm slow at doing dishes.Maybe after tonight they will realize I totally suck at doing dishes and will never assign me there again. No, they're probably be like "We'll keep you here so you can improve." Damn hell no they better not.
I want out of the food industry, or at least out of the food court industry. Any suggestions? Maybe I'll look online for job openings. I'd wonder if anyone from the math department would hire me...
In other news, my pet spider is gone, which is a shame because that beetle-bug thing finally got caught in its web.
On 2004-09-25 at 9/25/2004 05:44:00 AM...
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Acupicture 2! updated with Stepp cemetery and some other stuff
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Ok. It's official. I hate my Calc 2 recitation teacher, and I really like my actual Calc 2 professor. I kinda had the feeling about a week ago, but now it's confirmed. The recitation dude is retarded.Wednesday I had my first actual exam. It was in Calc 2, which was great because I'm good at that. Apparantely it works like this: we take the test in class with our actualy professor, and they are graded by our grad student teacher. Well, I got my test back, and my grade was a 96. I'm like w00t hell yeah owned that. So I went over the test to see what I missed. The thing is, I couldn't find what was wring. Every problem had the maximum point value written next to it, and at the bottom of the page was the point totals for that page, and everything was perfect. The only thing wrong was the total score of a 96.
After checking it over several times, I was wondering if it was worth mentioning to my professor. I decided I would say something after class, and turns out someone else had the same problem with 4 points missing. I told my professor I wasn't sure if it was even worth mentioning, because it was still a good grade. He seemed to understand what I meant, and he said "Well, it's good to be recognized. There were actually 2 perfect scores." So there you have it. He said he would check it over and get it back to me Monday.
In other news, I got done an hour early in my CS lab again, which totally owned. I had dinner with David around 6, and after that I came back and took a 4 hour nap. An hour or so later David, Skiba, and I went for a late Mcdonald's run. And that's about it for tonight.
In other other news, I have a new pet in my dorm. Well, I've had a few others, but they're gone now. For the past 2 days a fly was stuck between my window panes. It was kinda amusing to watch it hopelessly flying into the window. But my fly is gone now, and it's been replaced with a great big spider (well not great big, but not small either). Tonight I saw it eating some bug (maybe the fly). And now I'm kinda waiting for the mini-beetle bug thing to make it's way past the separater and join the spider for dinner. The spider is more than welcome to make a home there. Now I have something to watch when I'm bored other than the girls changing clothes in the adjacent building (kidding).
On 2004-09-22 at 9/22/2004 04:05:00 PM...
I don't angry too often. Honestly, I think I have a very high tolerance when it comes to getting pissed off. But there are two things tend to make me lose it (inside, usually). One is basically the time between waking up and 10 a.m. The other is getting molested by other boys (sean...). But the first is the most recent.My life functions on rhythm. I tend to make daily life a pattern, in terms of daily habits. Typical morning: wake up, shower, get dressed, change songs on mp3 player, pack packback, go to wright food court, eat my sausage egg and cheese (sometimes the bacon egg and cheese is more appropriate) and milk, and head to my first class. This is been working for me lately. But thanks to the slackers at the Flamingo Grill, this pattern is being destroyed.
For the first 2 weeks of school, Flamingo Grill has had pre-made breakfast sandwiches sitting and waiting to be picked up and eaten by lazy students. Both yesterday and today, they have not had sandwiches. Yesterday, I was running late (which is workng its way into my rhythm), and when there weren't any sandwiches, eating a quick bowl of cereal was in order. No big deal. I only had two classes that day, so not as much energy was needed. I can handle that. But today....oh man...Today I had my first real test. It was in Calc 2, so I wanted to do really well on it. I decided that in addition to studying a hell of a lot than I usually do for math tests, I would also eat a satisfying breakfast (e.g. more than cereal or a granola bar). I wanted a sausage egg and cheese.
So I walk up to Flamingo's Grill, and sure enough they don't have any pre-made. BUT, I can see them being made on the grill. Woot! I'll just wait and get one once they're made. Well there was a line, so I waited behind the two people in front of me. I saw they were making 3 sandwiches (I know cos I've there before), so I think "great, one two three, the third is mine." NO. First person got his, and the bastard second person took TWO. No fair! I wanted my sausage egg and chese, dammit. So I do what people do at 2am when I work there and asked for one to be made. The employee, who soon became obviously new at his job, said it would take about 10 minutes. I said I don't have that much time, so I ordered scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast. Not the sandwich I was hoping for, but a good breakfast nontheless. He puts the eggs and bacon on the plate and asks what kind of toast I wanted. I said white and he goes and puts it in the toaster. Well, from there the employee apparantely things his job is done. My plate with eggs and bacon sat there for what must have been 7 minutes waiting for the toast. I looked over the toaster, and I saw 4 pieces of tosted bread sitting there, and when someone else went and grabbed them, I thought oh good that's my toast I can eat now. NO, it goes to someone else (I believe I was passed on the toast line). I finally asked the wandering newly employeed Flamingo Grillian who took my order if my toast was ready yet. He goes "OH!" and went and got my toast. Finally I can eat, but having lost about 8 and a half minutes, I'm in a pretty shitty mood.
Ok, long story, an dI know it's really stupid. It has the whiney qualities of a Seinfeld episode i know, I'm sorry. What really surprised me, though, was how angry I was (inside, not outside). I really couldn't believe how short my temper was. Again, I blame the pre-10a.m.-ness of it all, but nonetheless. I was boiling (inside).
That'll do it for me
time for espanol.....FUH
On 2004-09-21 at 9/21/2004 01:33:00 AM...
It's all connected mank, so i'm watching the midnight version of the Daily Show with Jon Stewart (which was a rerun but still good anyway). Commercial, so I change to the Tonight Show with Jay Leno and Jon Stewart is the guest. So I watch that, then a boxer is the next guest, then a commercial, so I check out the other night show The Late Show with David Letterman and Green Day is playing "American Idiot." So I watch that because I haven't heard anything from the new album yet. After that, I check back to Leno, commercial, so I check MTVU, adn they're playing "American Idiot" by Green Day.
It's all connected man
On 2004-09-20 at 9/20/2004 11:33:00 AM...
This is why I love IUAcupicture updated summer pictures from Seattle
On 2004-09-18 at 9/18/2004 01:16:00 AM...
yay the weekend
Man.....Thursday night was a little creepy. Two guys from my floor and I went to Stepp Cemetery for a little ghost hunting, i guess. Let me tell you, that is one creepy place. We had to drive deep into a forest and then walk along a dirt path for about a hundred yards till we got there. I guess there's a legend that a "Lady in Black" sits on this stump and watches over the graves. I'll admit, we didn't see any ghosts, no apparations, not even any fog. BUT, I heard things....it sounded like a dog growling (or a stomach). I know I wasn't imagining it, becasue one of the guys said he heard it before I even mentioned it. When we got silent to try and listen, it would suddenly stop. Very very VERY creepy. I was a little spooked.
We walked around the cemetery for a while, reading the gravestones. Most of the graves were from the 1800s and very early 1900s. I took pictures of the intersting ones (I won't put them up yet cos I just put up Seattle pictures and I've run out space so tough). Then we found a trail and decided to take it out. We basically walked out and out to see how far it would go. We didn't see much out there...some kind of swamp or something, and then we turned back.
It was a very interesting trip. Very spooky. I hope we can go again, maybe on a full moon.
On another note, I'm doing the Hoosiers Outrun Cancer 5k run tomorrow, so wish me luck. I hope I don't die and get burried at Stepp Cemetery.
On 2004-09-15 at 9/15/2004 01:22:00 AM...
I think it's interesting how those who address the press are hesitant about using certain words. Like the rigged envelopes story. Here's a quote:Authorities said they were interviewing correctional officers and inmates at the prison and have narrowed their investigation to "a person of interest."
I remember in 4th grade we were studying words involving crimes and detectives and such, and one of the words was "suspect." Seems like that word would be appropriate here, but maybe they're too worried about incorrectly labeling someone a suspect. I'm not sure why, though. My understanding of the justice system is something like this:
1) You're a suspect.
2) You're arrested.
3) You're tried.
4) You're found guilty or innocent.
Ok, so why not just call that person a suspect? They're not arrested. They're not tried. They're still considered innocent from a legal standpoint. Maybe they don't want this "person of interest" to know that the police are on to them? But that's stupid. Who's gonna think that?
That CNN article isn't the first time i've heard that. On the local news a few weeks ago they ran a story about some murder, and the police believed as many as three individuals may have been involved. They had actually taked custody of those believed to be involved The reporter asked the police chief THREE TIMES if those being held were "suspects" in the case, and the chief each time said, "They are people of interest." WTF.
Just call them suspects. Please.
Ok, long stupid entry i'm sorry
Ada,m
On 2004-09-14 at 9/14/2004 01:48:00 AM...
no nothin' for almost being late to my cs class because I was playing American Pie on my gee-tarthat's right. I said no nothin'
On 2004-09-13 at 9/13/2004 04:05:00 PM...
i'll start with saturday night. I had to work at wright 6:30-10:30, which totally sucked. I was put in the dishroom (again) and i basically scrubbed gunky food residue off of pans for 4 hours. A few intersting things did happen, though.Introduction of characters:
Richard - A slightly odd man. Has a mental disorder of some type. Works in the dishroom. He's funny because when he's putting clean dishes away, he basically talks up a storm to himself. "Ok. Woohoo! Alright. Gettin' it now. Now we're moving. Ok. This one's dirty!" Hardest damn worker i've ever seen.
Billy - Works at one of the food places. Has some characteristics of the typical male homosexual, which is appropriate because he is one. My brother Aaron actually told me about how he worked with Billy at Wright 5 years ago. He said Billy hit on him every single day.
Ok, so the story. While we're doing dishes, the fire alarm went off. Everyone in the food court, customers and staff, went outside. The fire engine came, well, drove by and was told that whatever set it off was done and there was no fire. As we're all walking back in, Richard is holding the door. To everyone who comes by him, he's saying, "I'm the hero! Wait till I tell Mark. I'm the hero!" Later in the dishroom he's saying, "Billy did it! I'm the hero. Billy set the alarm. I'm the hero. Billy's the fire hazard." He continued on, pretty much for the rest of the night. Towards the end he was saying, " I'm the hero. Billy's a fire hazard. Dirty! The fire hazard's dirty. Wait till I tell Mark."
Anyway, we didn't get done with dishes til 10:35. Which would have put me in a bad mood, but...we were alowed to have a free coke at the end of the night. So that pretty much made me happy.
Later that night, we played some golf in the dorm. Then I was invited to have some drinks in someone's room. Pretty much made the night a good one. Corona's and good music behind double doors.
On Sunday, a guy on my dorm invited me to go to St. Charles Catholic Church. I'm glad he did. I pretty much decided I wouldn't go to church unless I had someone to go with. So there it is.
Later on Sunday I went paintballing with 3 other guys on the floor. Heh...this was my first time paintballing, and goddamn that is fun. We had trouble because the first place we went to, which was about 15 minutes away, had closed down their field becasue of construction. Closed for 30 days. So we drove up to Mooresville and went to this totally pimped out paintball place. There were guys in camo-gear all over, runninng with their crazy masks shooting at each other. I swear my first thought was Al-queda training camp. They had to fields, both very cool. Lots of concrete tubs and wooden spools to duck behind. Very crazy. I only got shot twice, once in the leg and once in the mask. So i stil haven't really be hit or anything. but damn, i'm gonna have to do that again.
Worked Sunday, same shift as Saturday. This time i was assigned the dining room, which is ok with me. I basically cleaned trays all night, and at the end tried to kill time by wiping the same tables for 20 minutes. Ended up leaving early, which was fine with me. Cos then I got food from pizza express, came home, ate, worked on some homework, and fell asleep doing homework (which pissed me off).
Damn, long entry. Tough.
Adam
On 2004-09-10 at 9/10/2004 01:22:00 PM...
I feel really bad for islands in the Caribbean when it comes to hurricanes. Like, when a hurricane is slated to hit Florida, most Floridians will go north and stay with family. But right now Hurricane Ivan is about to hit Jamaica. The only place they have to go is a shelter. And even then most of them are staying in their homes. I was just thinking about that...On 2004-09-09 at 9/09/2004 09:06:00 PM...
I really do love bittorrent when 31 people are seeding a MST3K episode and i can download at 400k/s.On 2004-09-08 at 9/08/2004 10:29:00 PM...
I jotted down notes of things i heard in class today...in my linguistics class (that IS the best thign to call "how thought depends on language") my prof said, "Clinton did the ballsiest thing any president ever did. He questioned the definition of "is"."
and in my computer science class a student raised his hand and said, "That green marker is very hard to read." The professor then threw it away.
That's all for now.
Plastic soul.
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i really hate the people in my comptuer programming classit seems like everyone is really anxious to show off their "programming experience" to the teacher and to the rest of the class. Here's the deal: we're learning this language called Scheme. As far as I know, it has no real-world use. I mean nobody is building applications out of Scheme; it's just used as an introduction to programming. Ok....I get that, but some people don't. My philosophy of the class is let the teacher lead it. She will introduce the material when she sees fit. The kids don't get that. As soon as we learn something new, they're asking about overly complex things to do with them. Like strings. Less than a minute after we are first introduced to strings, some punk-ass is asking about escape characters. FUCK YOU. You will learn about excape characters when deemed so. (which ended up being next lesson...but that's besides the point). Another one: we learned how to make our own procedures, which are equivilant to functions in about any other language. We learned how to write a procedure that takes the average of 2 arguments. Fuck-head student #2: "how would you write a procedure with an unknown number of arguments." FUCK YOU STUPID GODDAMNED PUNK-ASS BITCH. Teacher: "Ha ha ha. We'll get to that. Towards the end of the semester you slobbering piece of suck-upping pee stain."
and now, Wayne from the Flaming Lips
added to Acupicture 2! and began la competencia
On 2004-09-07 at 9/07/2004 11:24:00 AM...
Daddy? How did you and mommy meet?Well, let's just say I knew I had no chance of passing my college Spanish class, and you mommy said "Maybe we can work things out." Next thing I know she's pregnant with you and we have to get married. Would you like more mashed potatoes, sweetie?
well, anyway that's how it goes in my head
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On 2004-09-05 at 9/05/2004 11:21:00 PM...
went to a small party at someone's dorm on saturday. it was ok, didn't do much...today clint, koslski, and i went with a couple girls to Lake Griffey to swing on teh rope swing. That was probably the funnest thing i've done since i got here. I'm realy sore though. There were a couple bad landings on my part. Clint told me to not let go until i was on my way down, but i didn't let go until like halfway, and I basically landed in 2 feet water. Luckily i heard everyone say "oh shit" and I could see the water, so I cushioned my fall enough to be ok. Another time we were trying to throw a pepsi can and try and catch it in mid air. On my turn I like forgot to let go, and when I did (which was still far enough out) the can hit my butt and I landed on my side. A nice bruise was there instantly. Very nice. Also, I climbed a tree and rode the rope off of that, which was fucking scary. Only did that once.
That's enough for me. My body hurts. Bye bye
aDAm,
On 2004-09-04 at 9/04/2004 05:28:00 PM...
I just saw a Victoria's Secret commerical with a Keane song.On 2004-09-03 at 9/03/2004 10:51:00 AM...
in calc 2 today, the teacher brought up that using sqrt( ) in webwork (the online homework) might bring up some problems. One student recommended using ( )^1/2 and the teacher said "Yeah, well, whatever turns you on."On 2004-09-02 at 9/02/2004 11:26:00 PM...
i worked chester's chicken today...just a bunch of fried chicken. I have to say, everytime a black guy ordered fried chicken, i chuckled insideOn ...
just thought i'd write a little something about my jobI hate my job. I work at Wright food court. It's good pay, but i hate it.
My first day: was assigned to the dining room. I worked with an Indonesian named Hose (pronounced Jose, like the hispanic way). He'd been there last year, so I just kinda followed him. We wiped down all the tables, and then Hose says "all done" so we sit and watch tv. 30-45 minutes later we take out some trash, clean some trays, and sit back down. Well then the manager name Jerry comes and says "boys this is not the time to be sitting and watching tv." I'm like oh shit i'm in trouble my first day, but i wasn't too worried cos i was new and I was just following Hose. He made me do some work, and i was busy for the rest of the night. No biggie.
Second day: I'm assigned dining room again. I work with 2 really old guys, one said "It's a good think i love my job." You'd have to to do that kinda work. Stayed busy.
3rd day: assigned dishroom. by now I'm pissed cos my friend Sarah has worked some food area every time and i'm getting the shaft with dining room and dishes. time went fast enough thouhg
4th day: Flamingo's Grill. yay! food! apparantely this is the hottest place to work, and i could tell. All i did was wrap sandwiches (which i'm not very good at) and make fries and onion rings (i kept burning the onion rings, which apparently was because i was frying them for twice the normal time).
5th day: Chester chicken. This was the best day yet really. THe work was easy, and i kinda like taking orders. the time went really fast too, which helps. I'm never eating chicken again though. Just too much. Oh and on each order we have to mark on the bag/box what the order was. the cashier mistook my "1" as a "2" for 2 asian ladies, and they came to me to complain. So I went to the cashier and explained what happened. She said I had to get a manager, so I found Jerry (the same who caught me watching tv first day, turns out he's a really cool guy) and they eventually fixed it all, i guess. or i hope. I also burnt myself today.
i gotta go to spanish next, i guess. THat class is getting a little better. the vocab is nothing new and the teacher is actualy very nice. She's easy on the eyes too.
A Damn Hinz
On 2004-09-01 at 9/01/2004 04:24:00 PM...
My "mind class" (that's what i'm calling "How thought depends on language" class...it's easier) the teacher uses the word "hell" a lot. He's all "we did this a hell of a lot" and "if your swimming a hell of a lot." And today he said "shit" which got more than a chuckle from the now 120 students in the class.I had penn station again. god that place is good. 4th time since i've been here.
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omgi was just watching Conan and they were talking about the dvd release of "Passion of the Christ." He talked about some of the controversy of some new "ad placement." Then they showed a clip of Mary Magdellen and another woman talking about how they were no longer slaves, and the Kool-Aid pitcher busted through the walls.
k, just had to write that down.