Ollie died last night around 7:00, due to a systemic infection or a heart attack. He has been a faithful dog for most of my life.
I will remember him as happy to see me come home after school or prancing around in the neighbor’s bushes looking for more territory to mark. When he was given a bath, he magically became hyper. He used to playfully chase us or fight us. By the way, Ollie won every fight against another dog. Except that one time that another dog ran up behind him and bit off a piece of his tail. That was a coward’s way to fight.
He was a unique poodle. He would never eat unless you coddled him and gave him the verbal command. Around children, he was very tender and allowed anyone to pet him.
When we first got Ollie, he was a puppy and it was sort of unspoken that he was mine. But I think that by the end, he really was a member of the family. I’ll miss you.
Archive for March, 2005
I got a real personality test from Ronak, a friend who is studying to get a Psy-D (which is the equivilant of a PhD for psychology). I find my results interesting.
You scored high on Neuroticism, which meant that you are sensitive,
emotional, and prone to experience feelings that are upsetting.You were average on extraversion, which showed that you demonstrate
moderate activity and enthusiasm. You enjoy the company of others but you
also value privacy.With respect to openness to experience, you are practical but willing to
consider new ways of doing things. You seek a balance between the old and
the new.Along the lines of agreeableness, your personality is generally warm,
trusting, and agreeable, but you can sometimes be stubborn and competitive.You scored low on conscientiousness and you are easygoing, not very
well-organized, and sometimes careless. You prefer not to make plans.
Lizzie and Eric have a date set for their wedding now
I got a late interview with Miami. However, if they like me, then I can only get as good as a waiting list because their class is filled already.
Ollie (my poodle) is coming home from the vet today. Over this last week, we discovered that he was limping, that he wouldn’t walk anymore, and then that his leg was swelled up immensely. He should be a lot better now.
Why can’t I be really ecstatic right now instead of content though?
The coach had put together the perfect team for the Detroit Lions. The only thing that was missing was a good quarterback. He had scouted all the colleges and even the Canadian and European Leagues, but he couldn’t find a ringer who could ensure a Super Bowl win.
Then one night while watching CNN he saw a war-zone scene in Afghanistan.
In one corner of the background, he spotted a young Afghan Muslim soldier with a truly incredible arm. He threw a hand-grenade straight into a 15th story window 100 yards away. KABOOM!
He threw another hand-grenade 75 yards away, right into a chimney. KA-BLOOEY!
Then he threw another at a passing car going 90 mph. BULLS-EYE!
“I’ve got to get this guy!” Coach said to himself. “He has the perfect arm!”
So, he brings him to the United States and teaches him the great game of football.
And the Lions go on to win the Super Bowl.
The young Afghan is hailed as the great hero of football, and when the coach asks him what he wants, all the young man wants is to call his mother.
“Mom,” he says into the phone, “I just won the Super Bowl!”
“I don’t want to talk to you,” the old Muslim woman says. “You deserted us. You are not my son!”
“I don’t think you understand, Mother,” the young man pleads. “I’ve won the greatest sporting event in the world. I’m here among thousands of my adoring fans.”
“No! Let me tell you!” his mother retorts. “At this very moment, there are gunshots all around us. The neighborhood is a pile of rubble. Your two brothers were beaten within an inch of their lives last week, and I have to keep your sister in the house so she doesn’t get raped!”
The old lady pauses, and then tearfully says, “I will never forgive you for making us move to Detroit!”
John, James, and I were eating Mexican food today for lunch and thought we saw Dr. Tobias Fünke from Arrested Development! (His real name is David Cross)
I played badminton today and I feel good again.
[Unrelated]
Here’s an excerpt from an email I received today:
Smart Ass Answer #3:
The cop got out of his car and the kid who was stopped for speeding
rolled down his window. “I’ve been waiting for you all day,” the cop
said. The kid replied, “Yeah, well I got here as fast as I could”. When
the cop finally stopped laughing, he sent the kid on his way without a ticket.
Smart Ass Answer #2:
A truck driver was driving along on the freeway. A sign comes up that
reads, “Low Bridge Ahead.” Before he knows it, the bridge is right ahead of him and he gets stuck under the bridge. Cars are backed up for
miles. Finally, a police car comes up. The cop gets out of his car and walks to the truck driver, puts his hands on his hips and says, “Got stuck, huh?” The truck driver says, “No, I was delivering this
bridge and ran out of gas.”
I’ve been working so hard in school and have been having other problems, like my computer’s not working. But hey, midterms are over, and I think my computer works now (although it still have some standard Windows crashes).
I was so glad that En had the chutzpah to email everyone and tell them when we could play badminton. Well, it was more like a suggestion of when to play. I asked Maryanne to come, and I ran into Caroline (Lizzie’s-Sister-Caroline), both of whom came right on time. And then En invited her friend Dian, and Susheel came. We had a nice set of six people.
Anyway, we had doubles and singles going on, and Susheel finally beat me once… we ended up playing badminton for something like 3 hours! I was so tired when I came back that I had a really good night’s sleep.
Now if I can just make myself work and finish
- My book report for the Origin of Life class
- My presentation for molecular evolution
- Coming up with a project idea for molecular evolution
- Getting some results for lab
- Presenting something good for hstatweb
And then I’ll be really fine.
I find it funny that every now and then my valentine’s day card gets another hit every now and then, even though I haven’t linked to it since then.
So who is it?
I just saw this sneak preview of Revelations by NBC. I think it’s garbage.
First off, they try to mix science and religion. I can personally tell you that the science is way out there. And the religion part…? Well, let’s just say that it’s unlikely that a hospital priest would be able to see and identify a brain dead patient speaking Latin and then be able to translate it into English. Unbe-freakin-livable.
Crap crap crap.
And then there was the live Q and A with the three main stars and two writers. They certainly didn’t have the answers to the real questions such as, “why did you do this.” Also, Michael Massee, the satanist, seemed to be high or something. There were a few times when I expected his nose to start bleeding.
I got James to walk with me today!
Yep, this site has been paralyzed. You’ll notice that my “updates” section of the main page has been the same for some weeks. Two reasons:
- I’m sorta busy and biting my nails about getting into med school
- My computer’s motherboard was fried (but will be fixed soon!)
Thanks for hanging in there and keeping up with my site despite.
As a bonus, I will share with you some randomness:
- A hybrid car snuck up on me the other day for the first time. They’re really quiet!
- I just got a gift certificate as a prize for a raffle.
- Shaya and I ate dinner out at the Fish Market tonight
- Recently, I added like 20 people from my past to my thefacebook profile. And some others added me too. I feel so awesome about that.
Until next time, folks.
Mouse bodies with human brains? What could go wrong?
You just don’t know how many regrets I have. I need my memory erased.
Between the time you close the door and make some noise, you are vulnerable… if you don’t want to lock the door, that is.
You must pee very quickly and noisily or else your cover will be blown!