Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Remember this?

The 300 workout:
  • 25 pull-ups
  • 50 deadlift reps with 135lbs
  • 50 push-ups
  • 50 24" box jumps
  • 50 floor wipers (hold the 135lbs weight over your head and touch your feet - with legs as straight as possible - to the right weight, then the floor, then the left; that's one)
  • 50 single-arm 36lbs kettlebell press-and-cleans
  • 25 pull-ups (again)
I just completed it in 1 hour and 20 min. I probably took more (and longer) breaks than I should have, but those floor wipers and single-arm press-and-cleans just about killed me. And the box jumps almost made me puke for some reason.

Still, it's been completed.

My new routine is to complete this every 12 weeks to see how I improve/worsen. Hopefully I improve.

EDIT: I just got a letter from our energy company...they decided to send out Christmas cards this year in the form of a bill for the last year and a half of service.

Merry Christmas to you, too, Excel Energy!

Monday, December 17, 2007

B.S.

in Physics, that is.

I passed.

I graduated.

I now officially have my B.S. in Physics.

EDIT: I actually pulled off a B...I'm speechless.

Friday, December 14, 2007

7th Circle of Hell

Waiting for my grade to come in is worse than waiting for new computer parts. I keep refreshing the page every 15 minutes just hoping that perhaps it's been entered.

I even created an NDSU account, went through the login process, set up an e-mail account, and then logged into their campus records to see if it'd been entered there and hadn't transfered to MSUM yet.

It hadn't.

I'm still waiting.

Monday, December 10, 2007

Moment of truth

Tomorrow is the moment of truth - my last final (hopefully).

I have to get at least a 50% on it to pass, which is actually a lot harder than it sounds. The class average on the first test was 38% and on the second test it was 62%. Interestingly enough, of the 10 students in the class, I had the second lowest grade in the class on the first test and the third highest on the second one. I really have no idea what my grade is in this class after the curve is applied.

In short: I need a 50% or better on the final to get a C with no curve applied (I don't want to rely on a curve for a passing grade; I'd rather think of that as icing on the cake). If I can pull off a 75% or above I can actually get a B in the class, which would be awesome, but I'm not crossing my fingers.

EDIT: I think I passed...won't find out till, well, whenever my professor posts my grade.

EDIT #2: I think I'm going insane not knowing. The next few days will probably be hell on Earth. If you know me personally, don't be surprised if you get a lot of text messages or phone calls; I need to do something to stem my anxiety. Human interaction of any kind seems to that within an acceptable margin of error.

Monday, December 3, 2007

This is what Christmas is all about.

It's officially the Christmas season. My brother asked for snow on his wish list; he got it (or, more accurately, we got it). [EDIT: As of the next day, we're still getting it...]

Yesterday I spent about an hour making a "Christmas songs" playlist for my ipod. It consists of things like Nat King Cole, Trans-Siberian Orchestra, Mannheim Steamroller, the Muppets, R.E.M., They Might Be Giants, and the Rat Pack. Though wonderful, and perhaps my favorite part of the Christmas season, music isn't the only thing that's special to this season. There's also television specials.

There are a lot of Christmas specials and movies. Just about every show has done something for Christmas, as well as every cast of characters or universe of existence that has been created for the purpose of our own entertainment (up to and including Star Wars, who's Christmas special currently ranks in as the most painful two hours I have ever endured; keep in mind, that's about as long as the actual movies, which thankfully don't feature Carrie Fisher singing or Boba Fett riding a brontosaurus...yeah, not joking).


This, however, ranks in as the best moment of any Christmas special I've ever seen. Yes, seeing Prancer reunited with his fellow reindeer was heart warming (and the squirrel was really cute), and yes, it is touching to see Rudolph and the misfit toys find a place where they belong, and yes, it's nice seeing Ernest get to ride with Santa Claus to deliver the presents or Clark Griswold finally getting the house lit up, but they don't have the true meaning of Christmas.

Peanuts got it right. To date, no show has ever had a moment so poignant, so free of glamor and glitz, so straightforward and so direct about what Christmas is all about. Amongst all the flair and flashy lights that this holiday brings, the simplicity of Linus, by himself, holding his blanket and just reciting Luke, Chapter 2, Verses 8-14 on the stage in front of everyone stands out and reminds us what Christmas is all about.