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Voicemail has its uses, for example, when one won't be able to pick up the phone for awhile, but needs to relay a message immediately, or when other forms of communication are not possible, i.e. e-mail or texting is inconvenient or irrelevant.

However, I still usually end up ignoring it, thus rendering most of the pros as moot.

(1) Oct 10, 08 - 11:18 AM

On the subject of high school friends, just because you're different, doesn't mean you can't be friends.

(0) Jun 17, 07 - 11:41 PM

Pi is wrong.

Well, actually, maybe it would just be better to use what is currently known as 2*pi. I've always thought it would be easier if sine and cosine had periods that were just pi, not 2pi.

So should pi be 6.283185...? Should pi be the ratio of the circumference of a circle to its radius, instead of diameter? If so, it would take about 50 years for this to gain any momentum in the mathematical community.

(0) Apr 20, 07 - 1:07 AM

Life at home

Monday, February 18, 2008 | 3:03:27 PM
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"You definitely haven't changed," she told me that night.

4:00 at the movie theatre. That's where I met up with a good friend from high school. We were just going to see a movie, since she had other plans for dinner. We stayed out until 1 AM.

We talked about the crazy people in college, roommates, new friends, boring professors, insane professors... and then reminisced about the "good ol' days".

After Juno, we talked over dinner, walked around Target, then finally ended up at Starbucks around 8:00. People came and went, but we stayed off to the side, talking about everything. Behind me came a group of people, black clothes, black hair, goth fashion. While my friend and I slowly sipped on our frappuccinos, the goth group rotated people, keeping about an average of 6 people throughout the night, as people came and went.

We ended up at the bowling alley around 11:30. What else is there to do it this quiet town we still call home? It was cosmic bowling right in the middle of a 4-day weekend. Teenagers, high schoolers en masse. Those times seemed long ago, they seemed a bit quaint.

It was getting late, and the night had to end eventually. We walked out the door and shivered a bit in the brisk night air. After a warm hug, we parted ways.

I spend most of my time in Los Angeles, but I still consider this to be my home. I ran a stop sign a few times last break because it wasn't there before I left for college. It serves as a reminder that things change while you're away.

Have I really not changed?

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