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First off, happy Groundhog Day.

K, the people who really know me out there are saying, "Ha! Kip's using a PC to IM!" Yeah, sure, but it's running under VPC 5 on my iBook. That, and it was easier for Sil to make the strip with only one type of window. I think the strip looks great, as usual, so, being seen as a PC IM user is not the worst thing in the world.

As for the material, here's the actual conversation:

Tuesday, January 22, 2002 9:20:50 PM ScrubsSil - what are you doing here?
Tuesday, January 22, 2002 9:20:58 PM ScrubsKip - hiding from you
Tuesday, January 22, 2002 9:21:07 PM ScrubsKip - i think we've hit a new low in communication
Tuesday, January 22, 2002 9:21:11 PM ScrubsKip - yeah
Tuesday, January 22, 2002 9:21:13 PM ScrubsKip - that low
Tuesday, January 22, 2002 9:21:18 PM ScrubsKip - you're across the room!
Tuesday, January 22, 2002 9:21:27 PM ScrubsKip - yup, still laughing
Tuesday, January 22, 2002 9:21:27 PM ScrubsSil - no that's my doppelganger
Tuesday, January 22, 2002 9:21:31 PM ScrubsKip - this will be a strip on friday
Tuesday, January 22, 2002 9:21:32 PM ScrubsSil - no wait, she's a psycho
Tuesday, January 22, 2002 9:21:42 PM ScrubsKip - i know she's a psycho
Tuesday, January 22, 2002 9:21:44 PM ScrubsKip - please protect me
Tuesday, January 22, 2002 9:21:48 PM ScrubsKip - from her and her food in the fridge
Tuesday, January 22, 2002 9:22:07 PM ScrubsSil - i can keep her at bay, but that food...i dunno, it looks pretty scary...
Tuesday, January 22, 2002 9:22:19 PM ScrubsKip - yup, a definite strip on friday
Tuesday, January 22, 2002 9:22:25 PM ScrubsKip - it'll be kip typing
Tuesday, January 22, 2002 9:22:27 PM ScrubsKip - sil typing
Tuesday, January 22, 2002 9:22:29 PM ScrubsKip - kip typing
Tuesday, January 22, 2002 9:22:34 PM ScrubsSil - and a penguin!
Tuesday, January 22, 2002 9:22:37 PM ScrubsKip - then camera pulls back to show them together
Tuesday, January 22, 2002 9:22:42 PM ScrubsKip - then the penguin
Tuesday, January 22, 2002 9:22:48 PM ScrubsSil - all right, i am stopping this madness

There you go. There's no magic to my writing. It's just us. Re: the food, Sil's mom keeps giving us food. I started out mocking it, but then started eating it. And now I'll have to eat crow, since my mom is loading me up with food to take back to the apartment as I type this. I tell you, it is partly mother's love and care, but I think they're more interested in cleaning out their fridges.

Re: the laziness, we're not that lazy all the time. In fact, Sil cleaned up the place today. I feel guilty sometimes, and when I do, I do dishes. I don't mind doing dishes, actually; I just put on some music and zone out. Mmm, zoning out.

Our project group for computer architecture is "Team Giraffe" for reasons unknown. We put a picture of a giraffe into each slide of our inclass presentation the first week. We're a really cocky group, and so another team dubbed themselves "Team Lion" and showed pictures of lions eating giraffes in their second week presentation, just to bring us down. One of our team members saw their presentation in advance and countered during our time with proof that giraffes can kick a lion's head and kill it easily. I love how this has become the focus of our presentations, instead of any real architecture work. I mean it gets done, but we're just really into giraffes now.

Speaking of classes, I looked up my checkoff sheet today and found out that I have 3 classes to take to be done with school. Technically, I have 5, but I think I can switch some things around. Anyway, I'd thought that I had only 1 class left to take, so this was a huge blow to my easy peasy spring quarter. Sigh.

I told the Five Chinese Brothers to my storytelling class and they liked it. Then the teacher asked, "How many of you have heard this story before?" and everyone raised their hand! And here I thought it was this secret tale that only my mom read me. Or maybe that it was an Asian family thing. I wonder if I should've told Rikki Tikki Tembo instead. Here's the thing though... it's a story. Stories are meant to be told, and I guess that means they're meant to be listened to many times. In the end, it's not the tale, but how you tell it.