﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>booooogie's Xanga</title><link>http://booooogie.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from booooogie</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://booooogie.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>Alright. Don't kill me. </title><link>http://booooogie.xanga.com/482476278/alright-dont-kill-me-/</link><guid>http://booooogie.xanga.com/482476278/alright-dont-kill-me-/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 May 2006 20:09:54 GMT</pubDate><description>I'm only updating this thing for one reason: MY BLOG DIED. As in, the
server exploded and hasn't come back yet. So therefore, to counteract
such a problem, I bought my *own* server with a domain name! Yes, a
domain! &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
So, without further ado, I can now be found permanently at SPAZ-ATTACK.NET.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Apologies for all the confusion. I finally have a reliable host now though.&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://booooogie.xanga.com/482476278/alright-dont-kill-me-/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>The Psychology of Rain</title><link>http://booooogie.xanga.com/450274711/the-psychology-of-rain/</link><guid>http://booooogie.xanga.com/450274711/the-psychology-of-rain/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Feb 2006 01:40:26 GMT</pubDate><description>I now know what a drowned rat feels like. ;_; It's been raining here
for about a day and a half straight, and parts of campus are beginning
to flood. I tried to stay indoors as much as possible, but there was a
Psychology experiment I needed to go to this evening - which meant
going out in the rain. Lots of rain. So I'm now soaked to the bone, but
at least I'm not hungry, because I got food before I came back in out
of the rain.&lt;br&gt;
It's also not good being sick and soaking wet from the rain. I should
probably take a shower and put on warm clothes if I don't want to catch
something worse and die.&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://booooogie.xanga.com/450274711/the-psychology-of-rain/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, February 17, 2006</title><link>http://booooogie.xanga.com/444471420/item/</link><guid>http://booooogie.xanga.com/444471420/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Feb 2006 03:27:28 GMT</pubDate><description>I. HATE. PROGRAMMING.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Or, rather, it hates me... it's completely and utterly refusing to
cooperate. All I want it to do is sort a list two different ways. But
is it listening? NO. KILL KILL KILL!!!&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://booooogie.xanga.com/444471420/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>The Pi Conspiracy</title><link>http://booooogie.xanga.com/443800670/the-pi-conspiracy/</link><guid>http://booooogie.xanga.com/443800670/the-pi-conspiracy/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Feb 2006 23:08:42 GMT</pubDate><description>Today was really nice, aside from forgetting to turn on my alarm and
thus sleeping through English (again). But I can't really bring myself
to care about that. I participated in two psych experiments in a row
today, and in one of them I was completely fooled! The experimenters
for that one conducted it under the pretense of it being about memory
and how it relates to age, but what they were really studying was
memory in terms of social conformity! I can't believe I fell for that
one so easily - I should have seen right through it (not like it
matters at all, they got their point across, but still...). After the
experiments I had about an hour to kill, so I went and took a catnap on
the lawn by the theatre. I've wanted to do that for a while, and it was
quite nice, because almost everyone else was either in class or inside
somewhere (I can't imagine why... it was a beautiful, warm day).&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
We're learning how to solve square roots by hand in calculus. All I
have to say to that is: my life is now complete. I can die happy
knowing how to solve square roots without a calculator.
&amp;lt;/sarcasm&amp;gt; (Prof. Tran today: "Who needs calculators!? We're
gonna do this by hand! The college way!" -- a minute or so later he
gives up on that and plunks it into his computer)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Since yesterday was Valentine's Day (or Singles Awareness Day, thanks
to Cheryl's roommate, I believe) Nick and I decided to try our luck
with the speed dating thing. Well, it would have been a lot better had
more than myself, Nick and Richard from anime club (really annoying and
really likes me Katie and Ruth) shown up. That was a total bomb, but I
did get some free Bronco pom-poms out of it... I think the activity
coordinators felt kinda sorry for us, considering how loserish we
looked being the only ones interested in speed dating on Valentine's
Day.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
As for the title of the post, it was something that came up in calc
today. Professor Tran was trying to explain why people wanted to
compute pi to several million decimal places. Since none of us could
really wrap our brains around it, he called it "The Pi Conspiracy".
Apparently there are a bunch of nutters in the world that think that if
they solve pi to enough decimal places they'll unveil a secret code
sent down by aliens or something. I was terribly amused.&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://booooogie.xanga.com/443800670/the-pi-conspiracy/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, February 09, 2006</title><link>http://booooogie.xanga.com/440133749/item/</link><guid>http://booooogie.xanga.com/440133749/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Feb 2006 06:33:21 GMT</pubDate><description>So I guess you could call this an update. Nothing earthshaking going on
over here. Discovered the swimming pool and the sauna on Sunday. The
sauna wasn't nearly as fun as it should have been - the air was far too
dry. Stupid electrical heating system.&lt;br&gt;
I think Sarah already noticed my new layout. Yeah... this is pretty
much what happens when I'm sequestered off in my room for an entire
evening with absolutely no desire to study whatsoever. Strange things
happen. Like this.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I'm sleepy, so I'm gonna sign off for tonight... more before the end of the week hopefully.&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://booooogie.xanga.com/440133749/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, February 03, 2006</title><link>http://booooogie.xanga.com/436898373/item/</link><guid>http://booooogie.xanga.com/436898373/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Feb 2006 05:33:24 GMT</pubDate><description>Hee.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
http://www.holybibble.net/images/strips/1135338942.gif&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://booooogie.xanga.com/436898373/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, January 30, 2006</title><link>http://booooogie.xanga.com/435051010/item/</link><guid>http://booooogie.xanga.com/435051010/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Jan 2006 22:24:30 GMT</pubDate><description>The sky is leaking. It's not really raining. More like leaking. Yup.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I think I did alright on my calc midterm today. Except for the fact
that I fell asleep at about 1:30 (class is at 2:15) and accidently woke
up at 2:13. THAT was fun getting to class.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Someone is still on my hit list. Won't say who because I'm not sure if they read this or not.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Anyway, off to study for psych and do more programming.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
PS - Amtrak officially sucks. We got stuck in Oakland for two hours last night. Unexpected track work my ass. Pfft.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://booooogie.xanga.com/435051010/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, January 26, 2006</title><link>http://booooogie.xanga.com/432557583/item/</link><guid>http://booooogie.xanga.com/432557583/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Jan 2006 05:53:01 GMT</pubDate><description>There was an outbreak of scabies in Graham 300 (aka the building next
to mine). They're cleansing all four buildings as a result and telling
us to wash all of our linens in hot water. Needless to say it's
impossible to use the washers now, because everyone wants at them. The new
whiteboard trend is something like "(name) has scabies!!" or "(name)
lives in 300 and does NOT have scabies!!"&lt;br&gt;
If it wasn't an infestation of rabid mites, I might find this all very amusing.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://booooogie.xanga.com/432557583/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, January 24, 2006</title><link>http://booooogie.xanga.com/431764018/item/</link><guid>http://booooogie.xanga.com/431764018/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Jan 2006 22:19:08 GMT</pubDate><description>Guess what I'm going to be for Fanime? Bonta-kun from "Full Metal
Panic? Fumoffu!" The last few episodes of the series were shown at the
anime club marathon last weekend, and right then and there Nick and I
decided that we &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt;
to be Bonta-kun. Both of us For our cosplay skit, we'll be dancing and
singing Der Guten Tag Hop-Clop from The Producers (I now have the
soundtrack, and I found a video clip of that part ^_^). If you don't
know what Bonta-kun looks like, here's an image:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://xa7.xanga.com/f3c817e26642831351237/s21853107.jpg" alt="Bonta-kun" style="width: 320px;"&gt;
</description><comments>http://booooogie.xanga.com/431764018/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, January 20, 2006</title><link>http://booooogie.xanga.com/429406332/item/</link><guid>http://booooogie.xanga.com/429406332/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Jan 2006 20:22:50 GMT</pubDate><description>We're doing it. We're REALLY doing it. The DDR club will be official by
this time next week!! I feel like I'm part of something much bigger
than myself right now. Almost as if with this little move we're going
to make a mark on SCU history. And our names will be on it: Nick
Garnes, Cate Greenwood, Will Whitener, Andrew Valmonte.... OUR names.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;




&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;We the People of DDRSCU, in Order to form a more perfect Gaming Union,
establish Community, insure domestic Amusement, provide for the common desire,
promote the general Welfare, and secure the Best Scores Possible to ourselves
and our Followers, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the establishment
of the Dance Dance Revolution club of &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename w:st="on"&gt;Santa Clara&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype w:st="on"&gt;University&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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