Hello friends. Time for Tim's life update. I forgot where I left you all last. Anyway, I quit my job at the place named after Mark, and moved to another agency that shares the name of the current host of Late Night on NBC. This place is a step up in every way and I'm very happy with what I'm doing. I'm not using names because I feel weird commenting on my job on the internet, but nonetheless I want you all to know what I'm doing.
The client I am working on is a resurging American luxury car brand that currently produces the fastest (production) sedan in the world. Yes, you bitches will try to tell me that the M3, M5, and E65 AMG are all faster (and I would venture to say the same), but the numbers don't lie. We recently started with this brand, and it's going to be crazy, but really really fun. Advertising agencies are very interesting places. The people are smart, they are convinced they can do ANYTHING creatively, and they love pressure. It's a fun environment to work in. The job I am doing is "account management". I am an "account manager". This means that instead of playing with Excel all day (my old job), I talk to the client on the phone, meet them, find out what they want, tell everyone else at my company, and then work to make sure it all gets done. It's involved a few late nights so far, a few mistakes, but a whole lot of interesting/fun experiences. Account management is also cool because I get to touch everything (not physically). I see production, I see concepting, I see finance, I see the client. Despite the fact that it's the "business side of things", I still get a chance to be creative at time. I'm convinced it's a great job for someone with a liberal arts background.
Work has been much of my life, with the balance being taken up by playing men's league soccer, hanging out with the lady, sleep, eating, etc. Viv has an internship in Minneapolis this summer so we snagged a sweet loft to live in. It's been great - obviously there have been the ups and downs (as expected), but I've really enjoyed it. Living with a girl isn't all that bad, but I hate having to put the toilet seat down. Next weekend, I'm headed to my family's cabin for a week-long respite from work and the city life.
After that, it will be close to the end of August, we will move out of our place. I will then move back to Uptown to live with Joel Winer, Lena Tjosvold, and Laura Myers.
BROCATION: what is the deal? WE MUST DECIDE. The next time we will all see each other is homecoming/alumni weekend. So at worst case, let's make a plan then whilst we drink aplenty.
peace outs, cub scouts.
Friday, August 6, 2010
Thursday, July 15, 2010
hey doodz, summer update
Similarly to a few other Stadium members, I’ve spent my summer starting up with a real, honest-to-goodness research project. At the moment, my main task is helping gear up for a test in early August of a system that uses a laser frequency comb to calibrate an infrared spectrograph. This will (hopefully) enable us/someone to build a spectrograph that can detect sub-m/s radial velocity shifts (from an Earth-sized planet) in M-dwarfs (the most common type of star, they are cool and small). I’m pretty excited about the synthesis of a laser physics project and a planet hunting project that I’m getting into, and spending a few weeks in August at the Hobby-Eberly telescope in Texas will be fun. I’ve also been enjoying the vastly increased amount of free time I’ve been having this summer. “Vast” because any free time is like an infinityfold increase over zero.
So I’ve gotten to spend plenty of time outside the astronomy building lately, and I’ve done some pretty neat stuff. First and foremost, I accompanied Scuba Girl on a trip to Ireland a few weeks ago, and it was awesome. It was only rainy/cloudy for two of the eight days we were there, and it was like the Irish didn’t know what to do. Many had old “summer” clothes that looked like they were from the 90’s, and the majority of them were suffering from varying degrees of sunburn. But they were quite happy, and everyone we met was very friendly.
So we drove around, mainly around the western coast. We hiked around the Ring of Kerry region (beautiful, but not how you would imagine Ireland), visited Galway (a cooler city than Dublin, in my opinion), saw the Hill of Tara (with the oldest man-made thing I will probably ever see: the 5000 year-old Mound of Hostages), visited the Guinness brewery (overdone, but the gravity bar at the top gives free Guinness pints and has a gorgeous 360degree view of Dublin), and ate/drank in plenty of good pubs with good music. The coolest part, for me, was being in a place that has more than 300ish years of history. And it was hard to forget that history, as you could hardly throw a rock without hitting some ancient church/castle/monastery.
After I’ve got back from that, I started research in earnest. Of note recently: last week the astro department here held their annual “Astro Fest,” concurrently with the gigantic Central PA Arts Festival. We had about 1600 people go through, playing with the telescopes, going to presentations, and doing the kids activities. It was a really fun outreach event, and it was really fun for me to talk to kids (and adults) who have self-selected to come learn/talk about astronomy. A very different tone of conversation than you get used to, talking to only astronomers and people taking astro classes. Also, I got to make a giant tub of oobleck (corn starch + water), which was amazingly entertaining. If you’ve never played with this stuff before, I strongly recommend it. If you can build a big enough tub to walk on, let me know and I’m flying out to play with it.
I also went whitewater rafting for the first time (Ohiopyle Park), where I got to be the “captain” of my raft and miraculously no one died. One of my friends got launched off on the first rapid, but we hauled him back on, and after that we were good.
Finally, this past Sunday, two friends and I impulsively decided it would be a good idea to participate in a biathlon. We paid $20, drove down to the Altoona Pistol/Rifle Club, and ran a 5k with two stops for target shooting. I can hardly run without falling over, and I certainly can’t shoot, but it was a blast. My final time was something like 26:48, and I hit 3/5 targets prone and 2/5 standing. As you might imagine, it’s not easy to aim properly when you’re breathing hard. The top guy had about a 19:50, which I can’t even comprehend. That’s amazing for running alone, let alone the facts that it was a difficult course and there were stops for shooting. Obviously, he hit all his targets and didn’t have to run any penalty loops.
Ok that’s enough from me. I’m off. I hope everyone is having a great summer.
One more thing actually: we swam masters with a guy that was 50 yesterday, and he kicked all of our asses. For example, I was doing about 1:20-1:25 100m frees, and he was wasting me. Holy shit I hope I’ll have that kind of speed when I get old.
So I’ve gotten to spend plenty of time outside the astronomy building lately, and I’ve done some pretty neat stuff. First and foremost, I accompanied Scuba Girl on a trip to Ireland a few weeks ago, and it was awesome. It was only rainy/cloudy for two of the eight days we were there, and it was like the Irish didn’t know what to do. Many had old “summer” clothes that looked like they were from the 90’s, and the majority of them were suffering from varying degrees of sunburn. But they were quite happy, and everyone we met was very friendly.
So we drove around, mainly around the western coast. We hiked around the Ring of Kerry region (beautiful, but not how you would imagine Ireland), visited Galway (a cooler city than Dublin, in my opinion), saw the Hill of Tara (with the oldest man-made thing I will probably ever see: the 5000 year-old Mound of Hostages), visited the Guinness brewery (overdone, but the gravity bar at the top gives free Guinness pints and has a gorgeous 360degree view of Dublin), and ate/drank in plenty of good pubs with good music. The coolest part, for me, was being in a place that has more than 300ish years of history. And it was hard to forget that history, as you could hardly throw a rock without hitting some ancient church/castle/monastery.
After I’ve got back from that, I started research in earnest. Of note recently: last week the astro department here held their annual “Astro Fest,” concurrently with the gigantic Central PA Arts Festival. We had about 1600 people go through, playing with the telescopes, going to presentations, and doing the kids activities. It was a really fun outreach event, and it was really fun for me to talk to kids (and adults) who have self-selected to come learn/talk about astronomy. A very different tone of conversation than you get used to, talking to only astronomers and people taking astro classes. Also, I got to make a giant tub of oobleck (corn starch + water), which was amazingly entertaining. If you’ve never played with this stuff before, I strongly recommend it. If you can build a big enough tub to walk on, let me know and I’m flying out to play with it.
I also went whitewater rafting for the first time (Ohiopyle Park), where I got to be the “captain” of my raft and miraculously no one died. One of my friends got launched off on the first rapid, but we hauled him back on, and after that we were good.
Finally, this past Sunday, two friends and I impulsively decided it would be a good idea to participate in a biathlon. We paid $20, drove down to the Altoona Pistol/Rifle Club, and ran a 5k with two stops for target shooting. I can hardly run without falling over, and I certainly can’t shoot, but it was a blast. My final time was something like 26:48, and I hit 3/5 targets prone and 2/5 standing. As you might imagine, it’s not easy to aim properly when you’re breathing hard. The top guy had about a 19:50, which I can’t even comprehend. That’s amazing for running alone, let alone the facts that it was a difficult course and there were stops for shooting. Obviously, he hit all his targets and didn’t have to run any penalty loops.
Ok that’s enough from me. I’m off. I hope everyone is having a great summer.
One more thing actually: we swam masters with a guy that was 50 yesterday, and he kicked all of our asses. For example, I was doing about 1:20-1:25 100m frees, and he was wasting me. Holy shit I hope I’ll have that kind of speed when I get old.
Thursday, July 8, 2010
So I just recently returned from the motherland, which I call Mexico. My brother and I decided to drive down taking a total of 36 hours and according to Google.com 2030 miles. This was way too much time to spend in a car. I hadn’t visited Mexico in 2 years and with the drug wars and kidnappings that have started in the last few years the trip was a little tense for me when I crossed the border in Mexico. Also driving in Mexico makes you appreciate the roads and driving in the United States since double semi trucks drive at about 70 mph and have no disregard for other vehicles on the road. Anyway, it’s a little sad to see that the drug cartels have begun to infiltrate my parent’s hometown and violence has slowly begun. In the last few months there’s been two shootings and this one guy was brutally beaten and tortured and executed in the town. Like I said this trip was a bit tense, but I was assured that I would be safe as long as I didn’t go looking for trouble. So I usually kept my distance and actually had a lot of fun during my short stay.
For starters, the day I arrived there was a huge party. This party was a bit special because it was essentially my cousin’s prom. However proms in Mexico or at least this one was a bit different from the ones we’re used to. This prom was not necessarily a party for the graduates as much as it was a party for everyone in town. Also since my cousin pretty much organized the party he sat us down at a table right next to the band and set up two bottle of tequila on our table, which later multiplied to 5. Needless to say we were pretty drunk and we had to wake up the next morning at 9:00am to vaccinate the cattle on our ranch. It was quite an interesting day especially since the sun was also blistering hot.
As far as parties went that was pretty much the craziest it got while I was there. However, I am sure my liver is glad to be home since on average I think I consumed at least 2 beers or 1 drink a day. My excuse, I was just partaking in the culture of Mexico but it seems like Mexicans just really don’t stop drinking sometimes. They even wake up to it sometimes. My brother was really excited about drinking this drink that is pretty common with people who work on ranches and farms. The way the drink, known as a pajarete (pah-jareteh) is set up is you take chocolate powder and sugar in a cup you pour some alcohol that makes everclear look like water and then you add freshly milked milk. And I mean fresh the milk goes straight from the cow to your cup. I was a bit skeptical at first, but it was actually quite tasty and I also didn’t get sick, which often occurs to people who don’t regularly drink fresh milk of this sort. With this drink I also got my first crack at milking a cow. This task is a lot more difficult than it seems but I did get some milk out. However, the cow did not like my milking and almost knocked out my teeth. Luckily her back feet were tied up.
While in Mexico I also got a chance to try Mexican moonshine raicilla. It is no wonder some of this stuff is illegal since I’m sure I could have run my car on it, but when it was mixed with something it wasn’t too bad.
Aside from drinking I did some things that I thought were pretty cool. I taught myself how to drive stick. I drove a truck that was stick for the first time and only staled once which is cool considering that the road was windy with many ups and downs and was significantly bumpy. I also fired a firearm for the first time. That’s what happens when rival drug cartels come onto our turf, no I’m just kidding. The person who takes care of our ranch when we’re not there loves to go hunting and has quite a few rifles and guns. So one day when we were out working he brought out his rifle and asked if we wanted to shot some cans. For being my first time I was pretty good I managed to hit 2 can on three shoots and the cans were about 50 meters away. The next time I was not so good though. This guy brought out his favorite rifle, which is a 243 and has a scope on the top. After the last time I was feeling pretty confident about my shot but the last rifle didn’t have a scope and it didn’t have as much of a kickback. Well anyway we put the target much farther about 150-200 meters away. I set up to shoot and when I fired I realized I had setup with my face way too close to the scope and the kickback from the rifle caused the scope to split part of my eyebrow. Luckily it didn’t split deep enough to require stitches but it still bled a bit. I didn’t give up though; I went up again this time with my face farther away from the scope and managed to hit the target. Take that scope.
Well I hope all of you are enjoying your summers and I will post more of my adventures as the summer goes on.
Alfredy out.
Saturday, June 26, 2010
You Just Got Nonberged
It finally happened; my name has been turned into a verb.
So as many of you know, virtually no one on the planet calls me by my first name (David, wait are you serious that is your name?). Yes, I know its strange, but since I got to college I have been known to most as Nonberg. The same continues to hold true in my graduate student years.
Nonberged (verb) Non-berg-ed From the latin Norburgium meaning to or as related to Nonberg.
To be Nonberged is to be put in an awkward situation by David Nonberg. Even though his intentions are good, when one is Nonberged, they often find themselves either not hooking up with a girl they wanted to, or placed in an uncomfortable situation.
Well there you go.
As far as other things go. I am going to be making a documentary in Uganda this summer and would love your input on the other documentary I have done (see facebook profile). Please let me know your thoughts. I am sorry I have not updated you all on what has been happening with me, but here is a short list of things that has been going on in my life.
Named Assistant Coach of Chapman's Swim Program (Go Panthers!)
I have been dating someone for 7 months.
Got accepted into a scholarship program (Uganda Documentary)
Filmed a Documentary while Hiking to Machu Picchu
I am currently interning at Fox Sports
I am set to Produce a Sports Show for Chapman's Athletic Dept (Similar to what I did at Carleton)
That's pretty much about it. Working hard and still Nonberging people as I go.
Miss you guys,
The Giver
P.S. If you like Eminem his new album is really good
So as many of you know, virtually no one on the planet calls me by my first name (David, wait are you serious that is your name?). Yes, I know its strange, but since I got to college I have been known to most as Nonberg. The same continues to hold true in my graduate student years.
Nonberged (verb) Non-berg-ed From the latin Norburgium meaning to or as related to Nonberg.
To be Nonberged is to be put in an awkward situation by David Nonberg. Even though his intentions are good, when one is Nonberged, they often find themselves either not hooking up with a girl they wanted to, or placed in an uncomfortable situation.
Well there you go.
As far as other things go. I am going to be making a documentary in Uganda this summer and would love your input on the other documentary I have done (see facebook profile). Please let me know your thoughts. I am sorry I have not updated you all on what has been happening with me, but here is a short list of things that has been going on in my life.
Named Assistant Coach of Chapman's Swim Program (Go Panthers!)
I have been dating someone for 7 months.
Got accepted into a scholarship program (Uganda Documentary)
Filmed a Documentary while Hiking to Machu Picchu
I am currently interning at Fox Sports
I am set to Produce a Sports Show for Chapman's Athletic Dept (Similar to what I did at Carleton)
That's pretty much about it. Working hard and still Nonberging people as I go.
Miss you guys,
The Giver
P.S. If you like Eminem his new album is really good
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Смешной Русский Фильм
Неделя назад мы посмотрели фильм "Особенности национальной охоты," очень популярный русский фильм. Если вам скучно летом, я советую вам смотреть фильм. Это похоже, по-моему, на канадском юморе, примерно "Красный зелёный шоу." Ссылка на фильм здесь: http://www.lovi.tv/video/play.php?Code=zcksubasdr
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
EARTHQUAKE!
Between game-winning goals in stoppage time and my building shaking I've gotten hardly a lick of work done today. And so I thought I'd come on here to waste some more time and tell ya'll about it.
The entire summer I spent at Stanford and the other various times I visited California I kept hoping to feel an earthquake (not a big one obviously--that would be scary--but a small one to see what it's like). Today I can finally cross that one of the list of random geological events that I've experienced in my life. But surprisingly, it happened in Rochester, NY, not in California.
The quake was 5.5 magnitude, centered just north of Ontario, Canada. This is probably not all that exciting to our Californian readers, but it was pretty exciting for me. I was on the 4th floor of our building, and I could see and feel the entire building shaking for a few seconds. After the quake I trekked over to the Geology building on campus and got a shot of the seismograph there.
Apparently there are some fault lines along lake Erie and Ontario, and earthquakes like this happen every couple decades. Learn something new every day.
Anyway, I should try to get something done now. Right now its looking like the Krauts in the next round. U.S.A! U.S.A!
The entire summer I spent at Stanford and the other various times I visited California I kept hoping to feel an earthquake (not a big one obviously--that would be scary--but a small one to see what it's like). Today I can finally cross that one of the list of random geological events that I've experienced in my life. But surprisingly, it happened in Rochester, NY, not in California.
The quake was 5.5 magnitude, centered just north of Ontario, Canada. This is probably not all that exciting to our Californian readers, but it was pretty exciting for me. I was on the 4th floor of our building, and I could see and feel the entire building shaking for a few seconds. After the quake I trekked over to the Geology building on campus and got a shot of the seismograph there.
Apparently there are some fault lines along lake Erie and Ontario, and earthquakes like this happen every couple decades. Learn something new every day.
Anyway, I should try to get something done now. Right now its looking like the Krauts in the next round. U.S.A! U.S.A!
Monday, June 21, 2010
The Next Step In Life
So if you haven’t heard yet I recently graduated from our very own Carleton College. I took the next step in my life and entered the real world. So what did I learn…well that I can get a chemistry degree without really knowing much about chemistry and a bunch of other stuff that I’m not sure if I’ll use again. As cliché as it might seem what I enjoyed the best were my memories and my accomplishments. So what were my accomplishments while at Carleton. Well here is a list no particular order.
Joined a Varsity Sport
Went tubing in the Cannon River
Roomed with a Jew
Roomed in Stadium
Became a Captain
Played an Instrument
Made a best friend
Got drunk before 9:00am
Got drunk before 6:00am
Peed on a couch
Stole a newspaper sign
Stole a street sign
Went abroad
Wrote a paper while drunk
Tasted the rainbow
Met First Mate Charlie
Worked reunion
Those are among a few that I can think of right now. I have also come to realize as I am sure most of you have that there are only two remaining stadium residents. Mark Olson and Bkay are going to have to hold it down next year. This also means that we should start organizing our stadium reunion brocation. I really don’t care where we go as long as it’s with you guys.
The big question: In the last few months someone has asked what I am doing after Carleton more times than I wish to remember. Instead of having all you ask me I figured I’d let you all know my plans for this summer and the year to follow. I actually leave this Thursday for Mexico to visit my ranch and actually do some ranching. I’ll be there for two weeks which means I’ll get to celebrate Mexican 4th of July while there. After I come back I will probably hang out here at home and maybe do some volunteer work for a month. Then I’m going back to Northfield at the end of August to potentially hang out with the 6th and College house. This depends on when Mark Olson heads back as well. If anything I’ll head back to see my lady friend and then we’re taking a trip to South Dakota to visit Badlands National Park. I’m sorry I’m just not as cool as Toto who took his lady friend to Ireland, but it should still be nice. Then I actually start life. I just got hired by an Alumn named Dave Halman. I will be managing a bookstore called The Spitting Llama for him in La Paz, Bolivia. I will be doing this for 6 months to a year. Since I’m not getting paid much and tickets are expensive as hell I will not be back in the U.S. until I’m done with my job. I will keep everyone posted with my experience in Bolivia and throughout the summer, but hopefully I will get to see all of you before I leave.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
What the Poll Said
This is what came up when I went to look at the poll. | |
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The requested URL/reviews/polls/display/-1263449581994894108/blogger_template/run_app?txtclr=%23000000&lnkclr=%237f7f7f&chrtclr=%237f7f7f&font=normal+normal+90%25+'Trebuchet+MS'%2C+Trebuchet%2C+Verdana%2C+Sans-Serif&hideq=true&purl=http%3A%2F%2Fstadium110.blogspot.com%2Fwas not found on this server.
I believe its a sign...we are meant to go to San Francisco, Corporate HQ of Google. So grab your bread and your rice-aroni and lets go! I promise to update you on my life later.
Monday, June 14, 2010
Brodonyms Beta
So reading through all of these comments gave me a brilliant fucking idea. We all know that coming up with brodonyms is a lot of fun, but it can also be a lot of work. Sometimes a bro needs to just chill and let someone else do the work for him. So I've come up with a little piece of software that does just that.
Presenting: Brodonyms Beta version 1.0. Just enter in a name, and the program will instantly return tons of possible brodonyms. Take for example the name "John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt." Brodonyms tells us that a bro with that name could be nicknamed "Brohn Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt," or "John Brocob Jingleheimer Schmidt", or how about "John Jacob Brongleheimer Schmidt," or maybe even "John Jacob Jingleheimer Brodt." Wow, that's a lot of possible brodonyms, and you didn't even have to think at all. So use Brodonyms to come up with brodonyms for all your best bros, and you'll have a lot more free time to work on you biceps and abs.
The beta status does not mean that this was actually rigorously tested, but I'm pretty sure its not gonna crash your system. Also, it'll only work on Macs and Linux, and I'm not even sure it'll work on yours, all I know is that it works on mine. On Macs you should hopefully be able to just download the "Brodonyms b-1.0" file, choose open with, and choose the Terminal application which is in the Applications/Utilities folder. On Linux, I'm assuming you know how to use a Terminal and run Unix binaries. You might have to recompile the source file "brodonyms.cpp", but maybe the binary file will work too. If someone knows how to use Microsoft Visual Studio or something like that in windows, go ahead, have at the source code, and see if you can make a windows executable. I think maybe I'll write up a ReadMe/ Troubleshooting guide later.
Presenting: Brodonyms Beta version 1.0. Just enter in a name, and the program will instantly return tons of possible brodonyms. Take for example the name "John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt." Brodonyms tells us that a bro with that name could be nicknamed "Brohn Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt," or "John Brocob Jingleheimer Schmidt", or how about "John Jacob Brongleheimer Schmidt," or maybe even "John Jacob Jingleheimer Brodt." Wow, that's a lot of possible brodonyms, and you didn't even have to think at all. So use Brodonyms to come up with brodonyms for all your best bros, and you'll have a lot more free time to work on you biceps and abs.
The beta status does not mean that this was actually rigorously tested, but I'm pretty sure its not gonna crash your system. Also, it'll only work on Macs and Linux, and I'm not even sure it'll work on yours, all I know is that it works on mine. On Macs you should hopefully be able to just download the "Brodonyms b-1.0" file, choose open with, and choose the Terminal application which is in the Applications/Utilities folder. On Linux, I'm assuming you know how to use a Terminal and run Unix binaries. You might have to recompile the source file "brodonyms.cpp", but maybe the binary file will work too. If someone knows how to use Microsoft Visual Studio or something like that in windows, go ahead, have at the source code, and see if you can make a windows executable. I think maybe I'll write up a ReadMe/ Troubleshooting guide later.
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Last English for Some Time
So this summer I'm at Middlebury doing the old Russian thing and I'm not allowed to speak English, so I'm gonna put down a few final thoughts.
First, Middlebury is beautiful. I never really considered it while doing the college search but it is in an absolutely pristine part of the country. We're surrounded by small, forested mountains, the campus is all white stone architecture, and the buildings are all very interesting.
Second, I have awesome roommates here. A quick note about the room. My room is a quad and is quite honestly way worse than any Carleton quad. The first thing that struck me about the room was the apparently useless wall that divides the entryway from the kitchen. This wall is not only useful in and of itself, but it also has a window in it. It doesn't have a common room to speak of, just the entryway, small kitchen, bathroom, 2 singles and a double. I'm living in the double with a guy who's studying Russian and IR at George Washington and is very social and outgoing. The two singles are occupied by older men. One is a foreign service officer being sent to Moscow (OMG) who just got married, he graduated from Bates and majored in Econ, I'd guess he's around 28. The other roommate may be the coolest person I've met at Middlebury so far. He's Ecuadorian, but was born in the US, and is around 40. He lived in Kansas for a time about a year and a half, but is currently in San Juan. He lived in Kazakhstan in 1990 studying Russian but his group was targeted by anti-American factions after the Gulf War broke out, so he's here fulfilling his goal of learning Russian. He worked for Microsoft on the XBox team. In short, I couldn't ask for a better set up.
There are several FBI guys learning Russian, us college students have been gossiping about them the whole time.
Third, we watched an excellent Russian film tonight called "White Sun of the Desert." It's an Eastern, or the Russian version of a Western. It's got great dialogue, it's funny, and although the action is fairly amateurish it is effective. The interesting thing about the film is that according to tradition, every cosmonaut has to watch the film before going into space. This applies to everyone who intends to go to space in a Russian vehicle. Therefore, every single astronaut for the next few years has to watch this film before going into space. It was also banned initially, but Brezhnev loved it and debanned it.
Fourth, so I took this stage combat class and our teacher filmed our final fight scene. BUT he hasn't e-mailed it to us yet, so as soon as I get it, it's going up on the blog.
So yeah, I'm surrounded by kids who basically want to do what I want to do, and it's awesome. I've been having nerdy conversations about Russian lit and history all day, and I couldn't be happier. Oh, I also live across the hall from a UPenn distance swimmer, so we're gonna go to the Natatorium and train this summer. So you better be ready for the alumni meet!
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