Interesting article on AI fiction… I wonder… would MEXICA pass a Turing test?

Had strange, strange dreams last night…. all the more strange that I can’t remember them. I know they included my mom, Brian, Chad, and some random subset of people I knew/know from State. But I can’t really put my finger on anything else about them, other than they were strange. Bits and peices are coming back to me, though, but none of it makes sense. And it’s kind of annoying, cause I’ll be reading a journal article, and all of a sudden I’m like, What the hell were we doing driving Hil’s car? And how did we all fit? And where were we going? And then of course, I have totally lost track of what I was reading.

Strange, strange dreams.

From a chapter in textbook:

Az di bobe volt gehat beytsim volt zi geven mayn zeyde (Yiddish, literally: “If my grandmother had balls, she’d be my grandfather”).

[whining] My back still hurts. [/whining] Nothing new there.

It’s really freakin’ cold here. Just in case you wondered. We’re too far south to have gotten a lot of the ice and stuff, but cold cold rain… yeah, not much fun. They closed Rice this morning (when I didn’t have class), but are open all afternoon (when I have class).

But this (nsfw!) made me laugh today… Because I am sick and wrong. But then, I suppose, that’s why I read PennyArcade.

Also, for like, the first time ever, I’m totally ahead on homework. Not only am I ahead… I’ve been ahead for two days. Yeah, really. I finished everything yesterday that was due this week… got assigned a new homework yesterday afternoon, and finished it just a few minutes ago. So yeah. I might get to enjoy my weekend (well…. I know I’m going to get assigned a pile of journal articles to read over the weekend. But it was a nice thought).

omg… Sinfest hit the nail on the head. Again. (Although “hangover” might not be the most appropriate title, as my grogginess is caused by muscle relaxants (we assume) these days).

Cute… and proof that people seem to have way too much time on their hands these days.

Oh. My. God. I just want to go to a doctor that will fix my back, and my head, and will not make me hurt worse or make me come and see them 8 million times a week. Is that too much to ask?

So I went to a family practice doctor today. I waited for almost an hour to get into his office (no big deal, I expect to wait). Then, he doesn’t intorduce himself, and this is the conversation that we have…

Him: So why are you here?
Me just like I told the girl who scheduled me, and the girls when I checked in, and wrote on at least 3 medical forms: I have had a headache for 8 days now. My lower back hurts, and I had a car accident 6 days ago that might account for some of the back pain.
Him: I don’t do car accidents. Did you tell my girls all this?
Me: Yes, but what about my headache?
Him: I’ll refer you to another doctor for the back pain, and I won’t charge you a co-pay. *mumbles about ambulance chasers*.
Me: But what about my headache? it hurt before the accident?
Him: *has already left the room*

Yeah. Total waste of my time. Didn’t listen to anything I said, didn’t look at me. I hate doctors. The doctor he refered me to… is a surgeon. In Alvin. I am not driving all the way to Alvin to have someone tell me that I need back surgery. Stoopid doctors.

So now I have to find a new family doctor. Again. Preferably not one who’s an ass. Are there just so many doctors in Houston that they feel like they can all be asses? I mean, really. This is ridiculous. I don’t really care what insurance gets charged for the medical stuff… it’s not like the chick who hit me is paying any of it… I just want someone to fix me, dammit.

So… I’m not going to post that much since 1) my head and back still hurt, but I’m tired of whining about it. and 2) I haven’t done anything of interest this week (see 1).

I did, however, apparently go through some weird rite of initiation or somehting yesterday. I was enrolled for a class… that was supposed to meet at 1pm. I went and sat in the class…. no one showed. no one. So I went to the secretary, and asked her to look it up… right time, right class, right room, 10 people are registered… called the professor who was supposed to be teaching it. She had no idea. Called the former department chair. She said it only meets sometimes, not every week, and someone should be in contact with me. Went to see my advisor, who was like “oh really? That’s news to me…”. Go figure. Out of 10 students, I was the only one who showed up. I am, however, not the only 1st year who’s enrolled. yeah.

Anyway. I have an appointment with a regular doctor on Monday afternoon, to hopefully address this back/headache issue. Hopefuly, something will come of it. Meanwhile, I’m still seeing the chiropractor like, three times a week (five times a day? Who has time for that?).

And the house is still a mess. Unfortunately, it doesn’t clean itself.

This is t3h funny.