Showing posts with label procrastination. Show all posts
Showing posts with label procrastination. Show all posts

10.10.11

This Week, In a Nutshell

Were I not out of grape juice...

Performance artist Miranda July via the daybook



Let's all collectively sigh because it's Monday, hm?

-bRob

22.2.11

This Study Break Brought To You By

...me, InterWebs. Seriously, me.

I have a legit post for later, but for right now I just thought I'd clue you in on some of the great thoughts that have passed through my brain this past week. Hold on to your seats, because these are really insightful.
(BTW - I feel VERY self-conscious blogging in the library, especially since the kid beside me is working on machine design homework. And I'm about to legit bomb [in the bad way] this test tomorrow. Who's a fluffball? bRob.)

So, without further ado,
 bRob's Trivial Thoughts that she's typing really quickly because she's ashamed to be caught blogging in the wooden room of utmost seriousness.

- Unicycles are the new skateboards. Seriously - I've seen bunches of unicyclists this week. Is this a hipster thing I just haven't heard of yet? Or is it just a byproduct of going to school with a bunch of nerds?

- There is no cool way to get off of a skateboard. I "studied" outside yesterday, ie I people-watched with great intensity. And during the class change, I saw 3 different skateboards stumble off their skateboard. Some stumble off and then run after their skateboard, or some jump off and run ahead and catch their skateboard...but either way, the illusion of cool ends as soon as you stop boarding. BTW - I once asked my friend to teach me how to skateboard, and he told me I needed to get over my fear of getting hurt first. I feel like that's a fairly rational fear, though...

-bRob is afraid of deer (this may not be a rational fear...). While running [...jogging] today, I came across two of them, and I stopped like a deer in headlights [hah, see what I just did?], because I was plagued with this fear that they might attack me. I saw it on tv once (...on a sitcom) - this deer attacked a girl while she was jogging. And kangaroos do it too, right? Whatever...point is I was frozen in spot until they moved. Irony.

- So I once took a spiritual gifts test and one of my gifts is, apparently, encouragement (right next to sarcasm and daydreaming). I realized I'd gone a little too far, however, when I started yelling at this guy who was about to miss the bus, "You can make it!" Yeah, I thought I said it in my head, but then I realized I said it out loud. At a crowded bus stop. Luckily everyone was too self-involved to notice =]

-I just coined a term called skunkface. It's for people that constantly look like they're smelling something gross. The girl across from me might be nice, but her snooty skunkface makes her look mean. Skunkface. That's mean, isn't it. Shame on me.

- I'm about to go all bombtastic on this test. And in this context, bombtastic is bad.

Ok.
Over and out.
-bRob

28.1.11

Our Nation's Future

Is us, InterWebs. Not you and me, Webs, but the us in this picture >>>. Hahah, ok, but seriously, we're legit. Today we had a sand casting lab, and it was so fun[ish. I mean, it is a lab; let's not get carried away].

May I just say, InterWebs, that I love my major? WHO gets to do stuff like this? We get to simulate, program, machine, design workstations and systems, design fake wheel hubs (see pics) and so much more.

Trying to figure out how to get the mold out.
It didn't fare too well...
BUT the top half did  - we figured out a really great technique for preserving the sand mold.


 Chelsea pours the molten metal. She really digs this outfit.

Metal isn't actually supposed to flow out of the sides of our sand...
Lots of flash. Woops. Once we machine it it won't look too too bad.

Believe it or not, this wasn't the worst part in the class. Actually, the part itself doesn't look too bad - you can see the design!


Lest ye judge - just know sand casting is super ridiculous. It is not a sustainable process, it takes entirely too long, and a design with any amount of detail is pretty much guaranteed to come out looking like a blob. But as far as blobs go, I kind of like ours.

Ok, InterWebs. It's about bedtime. I was in the library until 4am a couple of nights ago. Are you so impressed by my incredible academic stamina? Before you are overwhelmed with awe, just know that staying in the library until 4am is NEVER called for...it is the result of procrastination. I swore this semester would be different... Here begins the stream of almost all-nighters. You know, when you are too good for an all-nighter, so you get at least 1.5 hours of sleep instead.

 By the way - not sleeping makes you hungry. Ravenous, even. My body is going to reject me at any moment...

-bRob


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