My campus is divided into two parts; one is the main campus in Fullerton, and the other is a small satellite campus in Irvine. The main campus has newspaper boxes that sell the newspapers, while the Irvine campus gives away the same newspapers and more for free. The only free newspaper at the Fullerton campus is the University paper, the Daily Titan.
It’s a nice day today. So far, nothing seems to be able to drag it down. The end is near, yet the time available right now seems to be very interesting. The day started with one of the most annoying sound in the world waking me up around 6 in the morning; Karen’s Alarm Clock. I’ve always thought of following the typical social trend of throwing away alarm clocks when one doesn’t want to wake up. However, how can you throw away a monitor that weighs more than a car tire? All I could do was look at the blinking monitor and get nice visual seizures for a few minutes. Within an hour, I started driving to a destination that was only 11 miles away, yet it took me more than 79 minutes to get there.
“Mother’s Day“, that’s what I keep hearing on the radio these days. Every business wants to sell you something for your Mother. Everything that was good for Thanksgiving and Christmas is now good for your Mom. Every special occasion seems to exist only to be special for the business that will sell you something for that special occasion. Many things that can be sold will probably be sold for some Mom out there by tomorrow night.
After talking to Valerie online for a few minutes, I thought of an interesting idea related to alarm clocks. I was thinking of not using alarm clocks to wake me up in the mornings anymore. I could try to do that on my own. How about having an alarm clock that actually reminds me to go to sleep at a certain time?
I woke up late yesterday. I got ready late. I ate late. I drove late. The train arrived late, thus causing my car to get stuck on the road once again, and thus on the road I was late too. I arrived at my destinations late. I met people late. I got to the post office late.
Several people on Myspace had been hotlinking to images on this site lately. All of those people are under 16 years old according to their profiles. I don’t know any of them, and none of them asked me for permission to link to any image.
I got a new computer about a week ago. You can call it a custom made computer; a customized AMD Athlon 3200+ with 704 MB ram, 200 GB hard drive, dvd burner, tv tuner card, 256 video memory and a few other things. I find it much better than my previous, older eMachines T2542 system. There was only one weird thing on the new computer; the volume was too low, even when I turned up everything. The computer has an AC’97 audio controller, powered by RealTek, and the volume level just never increased. I could hear very faint sounds that would hint to me that the computer was trying to make some sounds. I was trying to fix that issue for a few days and did not find any solution.
Whenever I go to buy something with a female friend, I notice that the salespeople usually talk to me more than my friend. Most of the time, this happens because of the assumption that I’m the one who will be paying and thus, I’m the one who needs to be convinced that making that purchase will be a very good thing to do. For the sake of this post, whenever the words ’sex’ and ‘gender’ are used, we shall assume two things. We shall assume that the word ’sex’ refers to the actual biological nature of a human being : male or female. We shall also assume that the word ‘gender’ refers to the characteristics found in a human being that are usually attributed to a specific sex.
Yesterday, I went to the CSUF campus with extremely dilated eyes, thanks to a handful of doctors. I was running late, so I drove as fast as I could with my sunglasses on. With eyes that are dilated with gallons of liquid, your eyes sometime become more sensitive to light than a box full of onions. I parked and then headed for the library, still wearing the sunglasses. People looked and wondered if I was another moron-wannabe who thought wearing sunglasses inside a library was cool. After printing some stuff, I headed to a seminar to give a presentation. The seminar ended early, so I started walking to the parking lot early. Somehow, I couldn’t remember where I’d parked my car.
Most of the floor in my house is covered with a nice brown themed carpet. The rest of the house is covered with a beautiful marble or a stone flooring, depending on whether it’s the kitchen or the outside area. It’s a good thing to avoid having carpets in the kitchen. The smell and any stains would be a chore to get rid off every few hours. With the marble flooring, you can wipe off anything or pick up anything up with a small napkin with ease. My car, on the other hand, is all covered with a carpet in the legs area. That may be a good thing, creating a feeling of comfortableness for the passengers. However, if anything spills in the car, it’s tough luck getting any stains out.
As for the volume issue, I decided to try another set of speakers a few hours after the BIOS upgrade fiasco. That solved the entire volume problem. It seems that for certain motherboards and sound cards, speakers that are not powered directly through an electrical outlet cause problems, such as their volume not being pumped up all the way. 
