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A Short Breather

Posted on November 19, 2005 by under Movies, School.    

After a frustrating night of coding and an even more frustrating morning of more coding, it looks like our group project website is finally coming together. You all should check it out and give me some feedback. Other items on my “to do” list this weekend include:

  • Study for HRM 466 exam
  • Finish ACCT 410 take home exam
  • Begin ACCT 410 financial report project
  • Complete MIS 605 extra credit assignment
  • Go to the gym for much-needed workout
  • Work on HRM 466 simulation graphs
  • Continue work on MIS 610 project
  • Schedule bonding times with suggies
  • Try to avoid a nervous breakdown

That’s just all that I can remember right now. The list goes on and on and on. As items get marked off, new tasks continue to be added. It’s really frustrating. My only consolation is that I have only one more month until the end of the semester and only one more semester to go until graduation.

BTW, I finally got a chance to watch The Longest Yard. Brian and his dad watched it in the theater when it first came out but I never got a chance to see it. Man, did I miss out. It’s a great movie! I should have insisted on going to the movies with them that day. Although, I might have had other things to do that day. You all know how tight my schedule is. Anyway, I’m taking a break from school work for just a bit. Brian wants to watch Man of the House right now. I should be back in here in a bit, though. I’ve still got lots of school work to do.

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Eureka, I Think I’ve Got It

Posted on November 7, 2005 by under School.    

The time is now 12:20 am. It is officially Monday. After a whole weekend of struggling with Homework 5, I think I’ve finally got it! Now I just have to test it to make sure nothing else is broken. Ritchie, thanks for all of your help but no thanks for abandoning me today during my most confused state. =P Naturally, I think the world revolves around me and I am prone to forgetting that other people have their own lives and problems to deal with. Seriously, though, you have been such a big help. I appreciate all that you’ve done for me and I appreciate the time that you spend chatting back to me when I ask my stupid ASP questions. Beggars can’t be choosers so I’m thoroughly grateful that I can even have two seconds of your time. You are the best! I’m sucking up because I may need help from him later on. And even though he has a habit of abandonding me during the most crucial moments of coding and debugging, he has a lot of knowledge to impart. Gotta stay on his good side. =) Besides, I understand that he has his own life to live so I realize that he’s not going to be available all the time. I’m not completely dense!

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So Much for School Work

Posted on October 18, 2005 by under Poker, School.    

It’s almost 6:00 pm on a Tuesday. Normally I would be getting ready for Accounting but we don’t have class tonight because of fall break. I had thought about going to the gym to workout last week, but decided against it this morning because the Tuesday fitness class is usually always full. I usually don’t enjoy working out when it’s elbow to elbow, so I was left with no plans. I sat in front of the computer and pondered my options. I could stay home and work on my take home exam for Accounting which I have been procrastinating on since the first day I got it. Or I could just nap. Lord knows I need to catch up on some sleep. Or I could play poker. There’s Heroes or Side Pockets. Actually, there’s a plethora of other options according to the Wichita Poker Review website but those are the two places that I am familiar with and I’m not really one to try the unfamiliar when I am by myself. Poker sounded good. I settled on Side Pockets and because I’m contemplating on boycotting APL for a while. The reason for the boycott? I mourning the loss of Brian Day, my all-time favorite APL dude. He is no longer with the organization. I’m not quite sure what is doing now, but I hope he knows that he is missed. At least, Brian and I miss him dearly. I sent a text message to Dill to find out if he wants to go to Side Pockets for poker. No sooner than I had sent it, my phone starts ringing. It’s Dill. We exchange greetings and then he goes, “You gotta bail me out.” “You’re in jail?!” He started laughing. He then explained that he needed someone to sub for Saif on their poker league. Naturally he tries to butter me up. He tells me how they are in first place and they want to keep their lead because there is only one more week left after tonight. He goes, “I’d much rather have you play because I know you can play. When you use one of their alternates you never know what you’re going to get.” I didn’t need much convincing, though. I was just glad I had something to do. The catch? I had to be at Sharky’s by 6:30 pm. I hurriedly got off the phone because it’s was like two minutes until 6:00 pm and I was almost a half an hour away from the joint. That, and I needed to change. I wasn’t going to go play poker in the dress I had worn to work that day. I ran to the bedroom to change clothes. Just my luck, my zipper gets stuck. Don’t you hate that? When you are in a hurry, something inveitably goes wrong. I struggled with it for a while (cussing and griping and wishing Brian were home to help me undress) until I finally got my dress unzipped. I just put on the same short denim skirt that I wore to Neighbors on Saturday. I had no time to pick something else to wear. The skirt was right there next to the bed. I just needed to grab it, wear it and go. By five after I was out of the house and on my way. I sped like a bullet train which is amazing because I don’t ever speed (ask Brian; I’m the safest driver in the world). I arrived at Sharky’s with ten minutes to spare. When I got there I had no idea what I was supposed to do. I called Dill and he instructed me to find the table labeled “But It Was Suited,” their team name. I found the other members of the team there and got assigned to table ten. All the other teams were short one or two people also (they didn’t have the foresight Dill had to call in their own substitute; that or maybe they didn’t really care anymore because they had no hope of winning) so they ended up disbanding table ten and I ended up sitting at the same table as Dill. This didn’t make him happy. Each team member was supposed to be assigned to a different table. The goal was to try to win at your table and earn points: two points for taking out the bounty (there is one designated at each table), one point for third place, two points for second and three for first. The first place finishers get to play against each other at the final table where they have an opportunity to earn even more points. The points are tallied at the end of the evening and added to the total points for each team. The team with the most points at the end of the league period (next Tuesday is their last day) wins $3000. I wasn’t too happy about having to sit at the same table as Dill either. I actually drove all the way from the East side, where I live, to the West side, where Sharky’s is located, to supposedly fill in for their missing team member, Saif, so that they have their ten people but since the other teams were short one or two members anyway, they didn’t really need me to fill in. I felt totally worthless… But whatever. I was there. Might as well play and have a good time. At least I didn’t feel any pressure to do well because there were two of us on the same team at our table. I decided to order food and just hang out, hang in there for as long as I can and enjoy the game. Although, when Dill’s stack began to dwindle I had to start playing more seriously. I had a job to do. My job is to earn points for the team. By the time I finished eating and started playing seriously we were down to about five people. I think I did a pretty good job of hanging in there considering that it was slow going at first. I was short stacked from the get go because I had flopped top pair and ran into pocket aces. That was within the first few hands. I had no idea what I was up against because there were no aces on the board until the river. That hurt. But I play a pretty tight game so I hung on to the rest of my chips until there were only two of us left. It helped that I got some good cards and won a few hands too. The pots I’d won were pretty small compared to others that were won at our table, but enough to keep me going after a horrible start. Incidentally, the player who I went up against on that momentous hand was the one who eventually won our table. I placed second and earned two points for our team. I think Dill had high hopes for me because I was the last person in our team still playing but I knew there was no way that I could win. The dude had systematically knocked out the last few people at our table, thus further contributing to his chip stack. Dill tried to encourage me by saying that he’s won from the same position I was at (a severe underdog in terms of chips). He even said that the guy only had a three-to-one chip stack against me. He really had like four or five times the chips I had, but that was Dill trying to be optimistic. In the end his chip stack prevailed. The guy earned three points for taking first and an additional two points for taking out the bounty earlier in the game. I don’t think his team was anywhere close to Dill’s team in the rankings, though. Dill said they had 19 more points than the second place team. I don’t know what rank his team is, but they weren’t in second place so I don’t think the five points are going to harm Dill’s team any. I think Dill’s team will hold their first place rank and win the $3000 that they’ve been working for all these weeks. Dill said that Saif won’t be back by next Tuesday and asked if I could sub again but I had to decline. I would have Accounting then and I can’t miss school. Not for poker, anyway. Dill said he has school next Tuesday also, but he has decided to miss because he has his eye on the prize. Talk about dedication. Overall, I had a fun time. My total expenditures for the evening were less than $20, $10 of it went toward my food bill ($6.99 for the club and I gave the rest to the server because she was nice) and then $5 to the dealer. I had tipped him when we first started playing (in hopes that it would change my luck and I’d start getting better cards) and then I gave another $3 to counteract another player’s mojo. I’m not sure how much he tipped the dealer but after he did I tipped the dealer right behind him and joked that was to counteract whatever luck he hoped to have by tipping. I think it worked because he got knocked out soon after. I hope he is not mad at me for trying some poker voodoo. You gotta do what you gotta do to win, you know? I was tempted to drink but I was driving. That, and I was on a tight budg
et. We are going out to lunch on Friday to celebrate Rush’s belated birthday and I needed to save some money for that. I’m really glad that I didn’t drink, though. I got so lost going home. Well, that’s a bit of an exaggeration. I found my way eventually. It’s challenging to find your way in the dark when you are practically blind like I am. Specially since I’m not used to driving by myself. Brian is usually the one who drives so I never have any idea where I am when I’m on my own. It’s hard enough in the daylight. You all should’ve seen me tonight. It’s embarrassing. I really should wear my glasses when I drive. Anyway, I’m too tired to work on my Accounting take home exam. Brian will be home soon and I think I will just chill with him and watch TV for the rest of the evening until it’s time for bed. So much for school work. =P

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Kill Me, Kill Me Now

Posted on October 13, 2005 by under School.    

Nothing has ever made me want to commit suicide more than my current accounting class. This guy has no consideration for those of us who happen to work fulltime. Every single week, tons of homework problems are assigned. As in, why don’t you just forget about your life because you will need to eat, sleep and breathe accounting the entire semester in order to pass the class. I pray that I will manage to somehow pull a C. I hate getting bad grades, just as I hate doing poorly at anything, but accounting is one of those things that I know I will never be good at.. The first step is acceptance, right? Just last night I was whining to Jen about how I can’t play poker any more and I can’t workout and I can’t do anything I want to do because of my current load at school. I think I bit off more than I can chew this time. I am so freakin’ stressed out. I think I’m due for a nervous breakdown. I’m not sure how much good that will do, though. Anyway, I think accounting is to blame. I’ve always hated accounting. But I came up with this brilliant plan to minor in it – a stupid decision that I am now regretting. I thought it was brilliant at the time, though. But you all know that hindsight is always 20/20. Isn’t that how the saying goes? Of course, Jen’s response is pretty much of the I-told-you-so variety. Her favorite thing to say to me is, “Accounting eats away your soul.” I really should have heeded her warning. She has been saying that since our ACCT 560 class with Yu Cong. Back then she planned to minor in accounting also. However, she was smart and nixed the idea. I was dumb and persevered with my brilliant-but-stupid plan. She still has her soul. Mine, on the other hand, is pretty much all gone. By the time the semester is over, there will be nothing left of it. There will be nothing left of me! So anyway, can some accounting genius out there please email me before I actually off myself?

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Pretty Only Goes So Far

Posted on September 15, 2005 by under School.    

Would anyone like to try my loan calculator ASP program? Brian made a header graphic for me and everything. Isn’t it great? It doesn’t quite work, but hopefully since it’s neat and pretty she won’t notice. Somehow I doubt it. There’s no fooling Dr. Mi. She’ll notice that my “Option Explicit” is missing and I will surely lose points. Oh, well. I already knew my grades were going to be crummy this semester. At this point, it’s just a matter of surviving.

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