On our way back from Albertson's via the library (Aaron had to return an overdue book, and we figured we could help him get that done), my car got a flat. Walking away from my parked car, we heard a hsssssssss. Tired died all at once, or at least it sounded like that.
So Forrest and Jerry went across the tracks to get Forrest's floor jack out of his car, and we put on my little spare tire. Next place the car goes is to the shop for a tire fix or replacement. Yay...
Ahh, more amusingness. We were talking about the prank Joe and friends pulled on one of his roommates (they plastered the roommate's with porn). Other Tim contemplated such a prank for his female roommate, but then said, "I don't know if they make enough 'girl porn' to fill a room." And so Aaron suggested, ever so helpfully, "I know, you could make it yourself!"
Aaron was awarded "most drunk" at our Friday night gathering, and naturally he needed to be awarded with a tie around his head (à la Trigun). Alas, there were no ties handy. They existed upstairs, but that was clearly too far to go for a tie. So Forrest made him a tie out of a USB mouse — a mouse that has been places.
Maybe I'm just bitter about all the NullPointerExceptions (or C#'s version thereof) that I've been thrown during my 435 programming. But when I went to rate one of Microsoft's pages, I got this error message: "Object reference not set to an instance of an object. We are experiencing technical problems." No one's above the law, and no one — not even the creators of C# — is above NullPointerExceptions. Muahaha!
Went to funeral home, church, and reception. Catholic services. Mortuary people made Grandma look like herself, more or less. She wore green, as did I and one of my sisters, in support of her non-standard funeral attire choice. Saw cousins and aunts I hadn't seen in ages, which was nice. There's talk of a large family reunion this summer, so that we get to see each other at some time other than weddings or funerals.
Haven't been able to type up my half of the 431 project yet, but I have a good chunk of the algorithm written down in Java in my notebook, and will finish on the bus ride back home. Said bus ride leaves at 8 in the morning (and gets me home with only 45 minutes to spare to type up the code before class), but to get there in time to beat the traffic, we have to leave at 5. :( Thus, must go to bed and not blog any more.
I just realized that the Spanish cashier who let me pay $2 for $2.39 worth of snacks essentially gave me 40 cents. And earlier today, I gave that mangy guy 50 cents. If I believed in karma, this would be a good example of it. A neat coincidence, in any case.
More language fun. We stopped at a half-way point outside of a small market. The people on the bus and in this city here are largly hispanic, so I'd been hearing a lot of Spanish throughout the bus ride. The man in front of me in line at the store was buying a Coke. The cashier warned him, in Spanish, that he was getting C2, not original Coke. He hadn't meant to grab a C2, so she told him to go look for a bottle that was rojita.
Now, rojo is red, and –ita is a diminutive. But I wasn't sure exactly what "little red" would look like. So, when I was buying my stuff, I asked the cashier about it. Some mutually entertaining Spanglish ensued once we both established a minimum level of bilingualism.
"Rojo," she said, "is more fuerte. Rojito is less, uh..." She wasn't coming up with a term to describe the difference, but then the man came back and held up the normal Coke bottle. "It's brighter?" I suggested. She laughed at our communications and agreed that rojito is brighter than rojo.
Then she gave me Rolos free, after I only had two dollars in cash and didn't want to buy it with a credit card because of surcharges. Very awesome and friendly.
It was rather a pain buying my bus tickets to go home for my grandmother's funeral. Long story short, Amtrak said they could get fined $10k if they sold me a "local travel" ticket, so I had to go with Greyhound instead. Nevermind that I've bought these exact tickets numerous times before, during the first summer Tim and I dated and visisted each other back and forth between SLO and SJ. Bah. And then, because I needed to be at the station early, I missed my class today. I'm worried about the class project due Wednesday, since I may or may not have internet access and time to use it while I'm gone.
Anyhow. While I was waiting at the Greyhound statoin for the bus to arrive, some mangy-looking old guy asked me how much a pay phone call was. I told him I didn't know (which was true, since I couldn't remember just then). But as I started walking away, I considered letting him use my cell phone. As I was asking him if it was just a local call, I remembered that pay phones now cost fifty cents. I actually had some change in my pocket for once, so I have him two quarters. Charity certainly feels much better when you know it's not going to booze.
Then, when I got onto the bus, the driver wasn't there yet. I wanted to make sure I was on the right bus, so I asked a woman in the front if it was the northbound bus. She looked a little confused, so I rephrased the question. She shook her head and said, "No speak English." And I was like, Woohoo! I get to use Spanish! So I asked her again, "¿Este autobus va al norte? No al sur?" She seemed a little surprised, which was cool, and responded, "Sí, al norte."
So I was on the right bus. Yay. :)
When I was visiting Olya, she showed me the original music video for Dragostea Din Tei (the one that Numa Numa sings to, with lyrics here). Also amusing is Daler Mehndi's Tunak Tunak Tan. What's with the hands? Wish I knew.
Just thought I'd share what I was looking at instead of programming like I should be doing.
"Just because" flowers are the best. These ones were Happy Friday flowers from Tim.
Tim can be so wonderful, and "just because" flowers are just further evidence of this. When he came home from his morning classes today, he had these flowers for me. They're now sitting in a vase on our dining table. :)
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