Gene's Home of Oddness

It runs on buckets of fish heads

My car's evil twin has found us. Maybe I should destroy it.

He is KARR to my KITT. He is the inferior Pennsylvania version. Look, no licsense plate in the front! What is THAT about? But also...

...his wheel covers are inferior to mine. And he lacks a spoiler, for shame. The stupid thing is probably an automatic too!

Simpsons fans had damn well better get the title reference.

Take this doll...

So part of my world was shattered over the weekend (if one more person asks me if I want to talk about it I'll hurt my roommate, and surely you don't want that).

That's bad.

But I got a joystick so now I can fly planes in BF1942 without crashing!

That's good!

I left my Battlefield CDs in NJ.

That's bad.

But I got myself a new processor and heatsink!

That's good!

I didn't get to play with them much on Sunday when I returned because I had an assignment due on Monday.

That's bad.

But I told the professor it was too hard, and since he believed me, the assignment was moved to Wednesday.

That's good!

I designed my HEMT with a 150 nm deep AlGaAs doped region instead of a 150 Ǻ deep one.

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Can I go now?

Quote from the weekend: "Dammit, when will I learn to keep my tongue out of there?"

Oh, and the fabled Maine maps are headed my way. A year late and a dollar short, the AT trail journal will be completed.