Crustacean Fail

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What kind of crustacean is this?

For those of you who do not understand why that image is such a fail, examples of crustaceans are shrimp, crabs, and lobsters.

Not ants.

 

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All the Colors of the Rainbow

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Tip of the Day:

If you’re an academic advisor and you’re going to send out an email newsletter to your students, try to avoid using all the colors of the rainbow in your email.

Or else it will be very difficult to take the email seriously, as you can see.

 

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Super Skateboarding Old Man

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Thanksgiving is next week, and I have two papers due, an exam, and a quiz next week. Seeing as that’s a little overwhelming and I don’t want any repeats of past instances where I ran out of time to study and finish everything up, I decided to start a bit early this time, so I’ve spent a majority of the day today organizing my schedule for the next 10 days before I go home for Thanksgiving break, preparing all the stuff I’ll need to study, and getting started on a few of my assignments.

In other news, a few days ago, I saw a man who appeared to be in his 60s riding a skateboard at an impressively high speed. I tweeted about this, but I decided I would mention it here in my blog because I have nothing else interesting to write.

In other other news, I found out yesterday that my apartment has motion-activated lights in the hallway. I’ve been living in the same apartment for over a year now, and I was pretty sure that they haven’t had motion detectors before, so I’m guessing that this is a new addition.

That’s all for today.

Don’t forget to brush your teeth tonight.

 

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Random Tweets Being Favorited

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I’ve been having an issue with my Twitter account lately. I’ve attempted to Google a solution but I haven’t been able to find anything. Fortunately, my blog readers have a good reputation of helping me solve my random problems, so I decided to post it here.

I’ve noticed lately that a lot of random tweets are appearing on my Twitter favorites list, even though I haven’t added anything to my favorites for over a year.

I know I’m not doing it by accident because whenever a tweet is favorited, there is an orange star icon that appears right in the top corner of the tweet. So, if I accidentally hit the favorite button, I’ll notice it right away because a bright orange icon will appear on the tweet.

I tried Googling for other instances where people noticed random tweets being automatically added to their favorites list, and I was unable to come across any results.

So, if you have experienced this problem yourself (or know someone who has) and came up with a solution, then please let me know by using my contact form, accessible through the Contact link in the navigation bar at the top of this page.

(To keep me sane, please avoid sending me a suggestion if you are not 100% sure that it will work. I have most likely already tried any suggestion that anyone can make, and am now waiting for the actual solution.)

 

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11/11/11 11:11

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I was in lecture at 11:11 AM, but I kept my iPod out so I could screenshot the time.

And just like on January 11, 2011, I missed 11:11 PM, so I have no screenshots of that.

 

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I Still Get Lost on Campus

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If you’ve checked out my profile page at all lately, you probably know that this is my second year attending my university.

Do you want to add another fun fact to your repertoire?

I still get lost.

For whatever reason, my sociological enterprise course decided that today would be a great day to meet at a random place called Memorial Library. From what I’ve heard in the past, Memorial Library is one of most famous and most used libraries on campus, next to another library called College Library. The only problem is just that – it’s used by too many other people. If you know me, you know that I like to stay in less-populated areas with less people around me, reducing the chance that someone will recog­nize me.

After I found out that my class was meeting there, I had no choice but to find out where this Memorial Library was. We were apparently going to learn how to use the library databases (which I already figured out how to do when I was in first grade in elementary school), but attendance was being taken for our participation grade, so I had to go.

To accompany my commentary, I put together this map:

The location circled in bright green is the building in which my sociological enterprise course normally meets. The location in the top left corner is where I was when I looked up Memorial Library on a map and tried to memorize its location. The pin labeled "A" is where Memorial Library is.

Yes. The red line is the path I took to get there.

Let the laughter begin.

 

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