Clinic is a dish best served cold… and it’s very cold in sp…um… Claremont…

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To put it in colloquial terms: Clinic has pwned me hardcorz.

I’ve put over a hundred hours in in the last 6 days. Let’s do the math shall we?

6 days * 24 hours/day = 144 hours
144 hours – 100 hours on clinic = 44 hours of “Free Time ®”
44 hours of “Free Time ®” / 6 days = 7.3 hours of “Free Time ®” per day.

That’s five and a half hours average to do everything from shower to eat to sleep to keep up with the rest of my work from Mudd.
Here’s the kicker: a couple days ago I crashed out and slept for 14 hours. Workin’ them numbers again that leaves me with an average of 6 hours a day to get everything done.

Bottom line: I slept on a lab bench because it was not as comfortable as my bed and I knew I’d get up to work in the morning.

I have been pwned and pwned hard.

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So in that aforementioned “Free Time ®” (I’m not sure who registered this as a trademark. All I know is that every time I use some of it I have to pay out the nose later on…) I did manage to watch two very well done videos which I will now share with ya’ll in an attempt to make this post less of a “Jacques whines about his life” and more something you’ll be glad you read…

These are visually clean but they drop the F-bomb a couple of times so unless you have headphones I wouldn’t suggest blasting this on your office computer…
That said, just click the image to play the video.

First off… a very well done “Drunk college Jedi” movie…

Second up: A great stage production number about those yellow stickers on SUVs. The beginning is kinda slow, but it’s a great video…

3 Responses to “Clinic is a dish best served cold… and it’s very cold in sp…um… Claremont…”

  1. Jacques!!! I didn’t know you had a blog! Very nice. Shiny, even. I like it.

    So, I have a funny story to tell you. I was doing a writing exercise with some of my students the other day that used a bunch of pictures that I brought into class from home. I gave them the pictures (without explaining them) and everyone got a chance to write a story about what they thought was happening. One of these pictures is you, at Dungeon LAN a few years back, trying to fit yourself into a pillowcase. It’s amazing, but even more amazing was watching a bunch of Inner Mongolian kids trying to make sense of what was going on.

    Everyone agreed that you were most likely crazy (which they expressed by saying there was “something not right in his brain”). Beyond that, their responses we quite varied. Some thought you were drunk, some thought you were homeless (and therefore seeking warmth in this pillowcase), one student thought (inexplicably) that there was a war on and this was some sort of bizarre bomb shelter scene. Sort of the 1960s approach. “Here, hide in this pillowcase and it will protect your from the A-bomb.” Weird. And for some reason, all of the girls thought that you must be my boyfriend because clearly, I would only date the kind of lunatic who spends his time shoving himself into pillowcases. Says a lot for what they think of my sanity level…

    Anyway, I thought the whole experience was justifiably hilarious and that you’d probably appreciate it.

    Glad to hear that you avoided decapitation!
    Burma!
    -Kelly

  2. Howdy! Welcome to the weblog horde. Your categories are telling. Did you realize the sleep deprivation is by far your most prevelant classification?
    And I thought I was being daring staying up till 4 am every night painting. Somehow my water color ecsapades pale in comparison to the threat of Gigantic Metal Machines.

    I too, have discovered the joys of glowy photoshop. I’m so vain I mostly touch up pictures of myself though.. Wait, that’s not true. Actually I mostly use it to clean up my bunny pics. Making their tails more pointy and such. They say that all the first-rate porn is airbrushed..

  3. Hey Louie!
    Aren’t you back in Cali now??