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some pictures from minnesota, especially for mom, dad, and my sister at home.



window in the dorm room. imagine how cold it must have been in winter; FOUR THICK LAYERS OF GLASS. i wouldn't be surprised it it were bulletproof, too. in sandiego we have two thin layers that you can break by simply spitting on it.



stairsteps down to the riverbank. a place to avoid at nighttime because some idiot thought it was a good idea to have the water sprinklers on the right water the left grass and vice versa.



riverbank. you can't see it but behind those trees is the river. THE MISSISSIPPI RIVER. and no, this ain't a good place for a picnic. the only ones enjoying the picnic will be the mosquitos.



coffman memorial union. don't ask about the history of the name, or who the hell coffman is. all i know is that the $280 lunchmoney for the 10-week period can be used here. starbucks, deli, pizza, hotdogs, and burgers. the bookstore is located here, too, so i guess this place is sorta like ucsd's price center.



the river. yes. gross. apparently the closer you get to the river, the number of mosquitos increases exponentially. in conclusion, besselJ function will not work as a solution here.



standing on the bridge across washington avenue, looking east. this is the direction i head towards when foraging after 7pm. starbucks, village wok, harvard market, erbert&gerbert, dairy queen, applebees, espresso expose, chipotle, and more food places that i've never been to because they require me to walk more than 3 blocks.



same bridge, looking west. tall buildings on the right is downtown minnesota. the bridge-like thing on the left is a bridge across mississippi.



a building which name i can't remember right now. supposedly a place for gathering, and a place for tons of highschool students to hold their graduation. the first two weeks here, there was always a graduation ceremony every evening.



tate lab of physics. this is where i go to every day at 9, and this is where i leave from every day at midnight. for the first 3 weeks, at least. after that i decided that the library is a better place to crash.



mississippi river, north of the bridge. yes, that is where we dropped sam. or at least, where we would have dropped him.



same river, south of the bridge. nothing interesting, really. it's just a damn river. and it's not even BLUE.



the bridge that connects eastbank and westbank campus.



a building on the westbank that looks like the head of AT-AT from starwars. supposedly a science/engineering building, but i could really care less.



parking structure on the west bank. is it just me or this thing looks like a mcdonald's playground? all they need now is some slides and tunnels. and little kids.



westbank. and no, that is not the chinese restaurant i visit almost every night. notice they still have powerlines here. in sandiego all the powelines are underground. apparently the old SD mayor got too much bird crap on his convertible because of birds hanging out on the powerlines, so he ordered all the powerlines to be replaced with underground cables and all the birds flew to minnesota for refuge.



some funky looking street on the riverbank. thought i'd take the picture because it looks funky.



the "lab." i would call it an "office," but then it's not exactly one either. that's the computer named "minos-pc2." it's athlon powered, don't remember the exact processor speed. dipu sits there occasionally, but he wasn't there that day, and that is why you see my powerbook sitting on there.



another angle of the "lab." computer on the right is "minos-pc1" where jeremy usually sits, and the one on the left is "marshak." the marshak is assigned to me, but pentium 2 400mhz is so slow i almost gnaw my legs off. so when the lab is filled with grad students, i sit there, but i don't use the computer. after all, i have my sweet little powerbook with me, why would i need a PC running linux?



still the lab. that is the couch that i claimed to be mine because no one wants to sit there anyway. recently it's been giving me back ache because i slouch there all the time, so i move to marshak. good quality couch for napping. i would just sleep there every night if it weren't for the mosquitos. you can see my brown folder and my favorite orange pencil on the desk. also my umbrella on the other desk.



last shot of the lab. on the far corner is two fridges, a microwave, and two coffee machines. the fridges smell and they look gross, but not as bad as our fridge back in la cima. you know a fridge is beyond help when you have to hold your breath, close your eyes, pour half-a-bottle of rubbing alcohol all over the inside, toss the bottle in, close the door, then run outside for fresh air. i wonder if sam ever found out what the greenish goo sitting at the bottom of the fridge is?

the microwave has a piece of paper taped on it that says DON'T FORGET TO DO A PI RADIAN ROTATION EVERY 30 SECONDS.



the art gallery. i know this is art, but what kind of an idiot would design a building covered in metal plates? that looks like a retarded, rejected version of superman's fortress of solitude. the only aesthetic value it's got is the one that's been flushed down the toilet.



THE WOK! best roast duck ever, good wonton soup, reasonable price, open until 2am. a college student could not ask for more.