Ode to Spam - a haiku:

My spam keeps saying
I'll get laid 3 times this week.
Tell me, are they right?


...no seriously...I want to know!

Just got back from picking up my tax crap from the accountant...apparently the people at payroll at ASU are completely incompetent and used my tax forms to wipe their ass instead of putting my changes through last year and have since been taking waaaay too little out of my checks. And so I get to pay.... a lot. Hurray for more debt that I'm not even getting anything out of. It's like the more I make, the more poor I am.

But there's good news. I just saved a bunch of money on my car insurance by switching to Geiko (saved exactly $250/6 months).

A big thank you to Allstate for raising my rates without reason and caused me to find such a bargain!

This was a paragraph in one of the articles I had to read for the lab meeting later today, it's hilarious:

In a 1991 science-fiction story by Terry Bisson, we listen in on a conversation between the robotic commander of an interplanetary expedition and his equally electronic leader, reporting with astonishment that the human inhabitants of Earth are "made out of meat":

"Meat?" "There's no doubt about it. ... " "That's impossible. ... How can meat make a machine? You're asking me to believe in sentient meat." "I'm not asking you. I'm telling you. These creatures are the only sentient race in the sector, and they're made out of meat." ... "Spare me. Okay, maybe they're only part meat. ... " "Nope, we thought of that, since they do have meat heads. ... But ... they're meat all the way through." "No brain?" "Oh, there is a brain all right. It's just that the brain is made out of meat!" "So ... what does the thinking?" "You're not understanding, are you? The brain does the thinking. The meat." "Thinking meat! You're asking me to believe in thinking meat?" "Yes, thinking meat! Conscious meat! Dreaming meat! The meat is the whole deal! Are you getting the picture?"

I just can't fucking win at this game of life. For once, after being rather depressed for at least 3 months now, I finally have a fucking good day! The kind of day that just makes you think that for once there are people out there that are appreciative that you are alive and you are practically "high" from all the good vibes. And then you innocently grab the remote control to turn to a channel to watch the show that we have all gathered at the house to watch and lo and behold...I get completely shit on by Mike's roommate. I was caught so offguard by the unprovoked comment that I just can't think of anything to say, so I walk away. Now here's the trouble. Do I say anything to resolve the fact that all my happy feelings from earlier have now been pissed away for no reason? I can't talk to Chris because at this point I'm too angry to look at him. Even his laughing at the show fuels my anger because he gets to shit on me because "he's in a mood" and my happiness is now gone, but that doesn't matter because no one was mean to him... no one cares about my feelings. But, as it so happened, I get doubly shit on when I talk to Mike about trying to keep the peace in his house since I'm forced to see Chris every time I'm there. It didn't used to be a problem, he used to be nice and just play around. Now he seems almost constantly bitter and vicious. Mike gets angry at me for not fighting my own battles and since I complain about not knowing what to do, he doesn't even want to touch me or finish the discussion with me. I don't even understand his line of thinking on this because he wouldn't be straightforward with what he was thinking. But it doesn't matter. I'm the only one crying myself to sleep tonight. Shame on me for thinking I could have 1 fucking happy day in 3 months. I finally get it and I'm ready to give up.