another life blog

In our household, we’ve always had multiple computers and a small network going. So compared to your average Joe, I believe I know a bit more about setting up a network share. However, when it comes to sharing a folder through network, I’ve always depended on a bit of luck whenever the logins for all computers involved aren’t the same. When the problem arises, I would depend on accessing the system shares of “\\NetComp\C$” which gave me full control of the networked HDD. Usually, it’d prompt me for an username and password - and that’d be the end of it. However, I’m not very happy to do this when someone visits and wants something off my computer because s/he could suck everything off my hdd including my personal data! Besides, it’s hardly secure if I had to give out my username and login every time.

So every since Windows 98, I’ve been operating under the assumption that there’s something really crazy that I need to learn in order to make a folder shared … and I never bothered to look deeply into it. … Well, no, I did look deeply into it and never discovered how! But a month or two ago, as I was messing around with sharing the printer in my apartment to Ricky and Mo - I finally discovered an article that gave me the answer to my headache over all these years. It’s like I discovered the holy grail in Windows Networking ~ wow! Power UP!

http://technet.microsoft.com/en-us/library/bb727037.aspx

Password Protected Sharing

With password protected sharing enabled, other computers on your network will not be able to access your shared folders, including the Public folder, without a user name or password that corresponds to a user account on the computer with the shared folder. When a user on another computer tries to connect to the shared folder, they will send the user name and password of the account that they used to log on to their own computer. For example, if they logged on to their computer with the “Bob” account and a password, then the “Bob” name with its password is sent when connecting to a shared folder on another computer.

If there is a “Bob” account with its password on the computer that is sharing the folder, the shared folder connection will be successful (provided the “Bob” account is specified as one of the accounts that can access the share). However, if there is no “Bob” account on the computer that is sharing the folder, the shared folder connection will fail and the user on the other computer will be prompted with a dialog box to type in a user name and password. At this point, the user on the computer attempting to connect can type the name and password of an account on the computer sharing the folder that is specified as one of the accounts that can access the share.

To prevent shared folder connection failures, you can do one of the following:

Add the same accounts and passwords to all of the computers on your network

For example, if you have three computers in your home and four family members that use them, add all four accounts with their passwords corresponding to your family members to all three computers. When this is done, each family member can access the shared folders of the other computers, regardless of which computer they are using. This is the recommended method, which provides protection of shared folders and prevents shared folder connection failures.

When you disable password protected sharing, the computer sharing the folder does not require a user account or password. Anyone on your network can access the shared folders of the computer (provided the folder was shared for the Guest or Everyone account). This behavior is equivalent to simple file sharing in Windows XP.

I’m a very forgetful man, and as such, I can’t remember life without dentistry anymore. Dentistry seems to integrate itself into every facet of my life, and it’s incredible just how useful it is! For example, I have new vocabularies to describe the location on an item to pinpoint exactly where I’m thinking about. Coronal third, mid third, or cervical third ~ buccal, or lingual, etc etc. It’s great!

Other application of dentistry in life include various carpentry skills. I often wonder why my dad suddenly become so handy at making stuff when he visits America, and that’s because he knows dentistry and dentistry is all about making stuff come together! A few days ago, I broke the paper holder on the printer. On the lateral sides of the paper holder were two little positive ledges that extends out into the negative voids in the printer. Both of the positive ledges broke off and I was only able to find one. Normally, this would have meant ordering a new one, but instead, I went into the lab, drilled an undercut into the side of the holder, stuffed composite in, and shaped it to look exactly like the ledge on the other side that I superglued back on. Amazing!

At the end of the day, I’m happy I picked dentistry as a profession, and though I look forward to retirement, I’m also looking forward to helping people and etc.

Azuki Cream from Japonaise
Pho from Pho So 1 (if this place isn’t in the ghetto, I’d go every week)
Fried shrimp+pork chop+squid from New Trend restaurant
Singapore Noodles from New China (well… not that great, but.. still)
Some kind of sushi [chutoro if they got it] + eel bowl from Seiyo
Almost everything from Wisteria in Super 88 - they even have Gua Bao!

Ah, life is good with food ~ walking about with blue sky, 15 C, music, and no immediate worries! A bucket of ice cream when it’s warmer makes me happy too.

Ever since I’ve gained self-awareness, I’ve been in school. When I graduate from dental school at the ripe age of 30, I’d be working for the Air Force for another 4 years. After that, I’d still be working somewhere for the next 20+ yrs ~ and all for what? I supposed for the occasional vacation and then retirement into VR gaming and non-stop anime.

Gradually, I’m gaining insight into how life kinda suck and there’s no helping it. No one can have fun all the time ~ even at the job that they love doing, there will be a time when you’d think, “shit, why did I decide to do what I’m doing now…? I should have done ???? instead!” Wife and kids are probably the same way I’m sure - that’s why there are so much infidelity going on in the world. I do hope tho, that life with the wife will be happy 99% of the time, instead of constant unhappiness and waiting for the occasional 1%.

So school is more fun now ~ 1.5 years into Dental School, and we’re doing the pre-clinic almost every single day of the week, getting ready to treat real living patients! But would the general public like knowing we have done less than 300 hours of simulation prior to treating them? I mean, we’re doing operative lab about 4 hours a week for 15 weeks, fixed, remo, endo, for about the same and then we’re treating living people! I really think there should be less academic bullshit about how growth hormones can affect fishies and weird mammals and much more about things that matter. Really - when you hear the course “oral biology” - you think of studying of oral bacteria flora that lives in the oral cavity right? WRONG! We’re learning about Fibroblast Growth Factors and how they affect oral development. Does the general public really care about their dentist knowing why they are the way they are? I mean, if a guy comes into my office with a severely deformed face, I seriously doubt he’d need me telling him what went wrong during embryological development ~ he’d probably have heard about it 9000+ times from his PCP! More time on simulation, less time on learning pointless shit that we’d purge from our brain within days after exam ~ plzthx.

Of course, there are only a couple worthless classes like Oral Biology and IPPM ~ most are pretty darn important like oral diagnosis, pharmacology, endo, perio, operative, etc. But let’s look at IPPM - or integrated practice … whatever whatever. It’s the most useless class and we’re wasting away 3 hours of our Friday mornings for the next several weeks because of it! WHY?! Do we really need someone to tell us about ethics? If we have bad ethics, no class is going to change us from shortchanging our patient. If we’re going to do what’s right for the patient, that’s exactly what we’d do, period! Oo, let’s look at Ozar’s model of ethical decision making and think about what we should do from there ~~ give me a break! Ethical decisions are usually made within a split second and our nature will win ~ 100% of the time. I doubt we can convince the administrators to get rid of IPPM, but we really done need it.

Alright, so Monday, we have our first Pharmacology test. I should be studying for it - but .. meh. Earlier this month, I bought a new phone: Sprint Mogul. It’s a really nice smartphone (I doubt it’d be that smart 10 yrs from now, but it’s pretty dang smart now). The biggest problem with the phone is the lack of RAM and associated memory leakage… probably due to all the crazy program I got installed on it. I also got a nice plan to go with it: 500 anytime minute, 7 pm nights & weekends, unlimited text + unlimited data ~ all for $30! Including Total Equipment Protection $7, it’s about $40 per month includin tax.

My newly build AMD computer broke late last month too. Sent the MB back to Gigabyte (3 weeks turnaround), advanced RMAed the Corsair RAM, and sent the AMD chip back for repair. I also got Antec earthWatt 380 PSU, and got Po to send me a nice 1000 watt APC BackUPS. Hope it all works well in the end. The lack of perm-on computer is kinda weird sometimes… ah well.

That’s about it - think I gotta get back to studying now. Oh, Clannad is starting to suck ~ I hope the next episode makes the whole dang thing worth it. Kanon is much better.

About 6 days ago, I discovered the ribeye steaks I bought a while ago when I went shopping with Ricky. For two pieces, the price was extraordinarily low - for I said to Ricky, “this is Super 88 - meat is cheaper here!” The package been frozen since and I haven’t touched it until I decided I wanted some meat to supplement my daily spaghetti meal.

After a day of defrosting, I marinated the ribeye ~ with one, I rubbed down with A1 steak sauce, and the other just plain oil, salt, and pepper. After putting them back in the fridge for 30 minutes, I went ahead and cooked just one because two wouldn’t fit in the small sauce pan I had. It didn’t turn out nearly as delicious as my brother’s grilled steaks, but I didn’t really care — it was protein, and my spaghetti this time around didn’t have that much meat in them. I didn’t cook the other piece, and left it soaking in the bag of marinade.

On the morning of Tuesday, I felt a little weirder with slight aches here and possibly elevated temperature. When I got out my Vicks temperature gauge, I wasn’t sure how to use it, so just stuck it in my mouth and it popped out with perfect temperature of 98.6 ~ I couldn’t complain and went to work as usual after Monday’s snowstorm. The tree lined avenues were white with snow, and I thought Boston was as beautiful as any city I’ve ever been in or have seen in the movies. The particular morning at work wasn’t different but near 9 am, Dr. G called out to me and said a patient of ours was getting all four wisdoms pulled at OMS doctor up the street, and if I’d like to observe, I should go right then. Wearing my jacket, I jogged a few blocks up to Dr. F’s office and saw IV sedation and just straight elevation/mobility acquisition/extraction for all four teeth.

On my way back, I lingered a bit and played with the snow on top of the bare bushes. I grabbed at the snow, and tried to pack it into little snow balls and hurled them at the nearby tree. The lightness of the snow balls surprised me, so did the way it flew true and splattered on the tree like I expected them to. I then noticed a rather large courtyard with untouched snow, and disregarding the angel on my shoulder beckoning me to return to the office post-haste, I went into the courtyard and started packing together a snowball. I wanted to make a snowman, and though I knew I probably didn’t have enough time to make one completely, I at least wanted to make a ball big enough to be the head of a snowman. After packing in a big snow ball, I started rolling it around, and pushing it to the snow as it rolled. The ball grew, but not as fast as I liked. I didn’t know the tendencies of snow, and after a bit, I just sat down in front of the ball and stared. Chuckling at my own childishness, I abandoned the attempt and hurried back to the office.

At around 11 am, I had my first aberrant bowel movement. If I had to describe it, it was slightly watery, but nothing to write home about. The session in the restroom left me more disoriented and more achy. I thought it could be the return of the BPPV symptoms, but for the most part, ignored all symptoms and just went back to work like normal. For lunch, I had a cheeseburger club sandwich, and a piece of Dr. G’s lamb chop. The lamb chop was really delicious ~ one of the best I’ve had. Soon after lunch, the heat of the office, and the stench of the enzymatic cleaners started to wear on me more and more, and I went into the restroom once again for another BM. Though it was the second time in the day, I didn’t think much of it, but rather focused on the reason behind my malaise. I said to Mary later that I may be coming down with something ~ ah, how true my words were. *chuckles cynically*

After the last designated patient on the schedule left, I wanted to just go home and rest then. The world wasn’t spinning, but I was feeling hot and really nauseous. I was happy that Lily offered to take me home, and when I got home, I had another small BM that I didn’t really think much about. Later that night, I took out my Vicks temperature gauge once more, and decided to leave it in my mouth even after it displayed the normal temperature to see if it might change. I wasn’t surprised to see 102.3 displayed. I took hold of my cell and texted Lily that I’d be missing work the next day as I expected the symptoms of flu to explode that night with feverishly fury.

I was wrong ~ the fever and malaise continued, but that was it. My throat didn’t hurt, nor did other normal symptoms of flu happen. The curious little bowel movements continued, but nothing too major to signify that my problem was of the abdominal in origin and not of the respiratory. I even though that diarrhea might be a symptom of normal cold/flu! Ha, how wrong I was. That night, I boiled up my pot of spaghetti, and heated up the sauce. To make the dinner more nutritious, I diced up the last piece of marinated ribeye and some onion to make onion steak stir fry. After it was done, I took a bite into a piece of the steak and realized immediately the whole thing was bad. I immediately spat out the piece in my mouth and rinsed my mouth out; but it might have been too late and compounded my existing problem.

I slept through most of Wednesday, slipping in and out of feverish dreams that made little sense. Trapped in boxes, and then cutting out of them. Trying to save boxes, but end up being swallowed by boxes. I was only sure that I’m alive, and boxes shouldn’t be moving. I took Tylenol since Tuesday night to reduce the fever, but like the marinade the covered up the smell of the bad ribeye, the Tylenol covered up the actions of the bug that resided within me. I still wasn’t sure if the flu was of the stomach kind until Wednesday afternoon, when I went in after a rough movement in the tummy to signify the urgency for me to visit the porcelain.

I wasn’t in pain when I first sat down, I didn’t feel much of anything to be honest and I would attribute the painlessness to the Tylenol. However, the moment my brief and pant was in the clear, the resulting explosion that caused a tidal wave in the water made me realize immediately I’m feverish because of an entero-virus/bacteria. The brown water flowed like Niagara Fall, and the splashes made me take alternative approach to cleanup of both my cheeks and of the bowel. While I was sitting there, pondering the reason why I kept eating left overs even when I didn’t need to - I remembered of the time when I drank bad tap water and the pain I went through. Ah, how stupid could I be?

The next few visits to the brown speckled porcelain didn’t have such spectacular results, but the highly pressured gaseous content did cause the brown to fly in radical directions. Lily came by with a care package on Wednesday night, and I took more Tylenol and went to bed with fever of about 103 still. By Thursday afternoon, the fever was gone, but the visitation to the bathroom continued every 2 to 3 hours. I thought I was okay then, and said to Lily over the phone that I might feel well enough to go into work the next morning! That night, I told my parents I was not feverish anymore, but still having visits to the bathroom - and was told then to take antibiotic. Like a dutiful child, I listened to the command, and took 2 cephalexin. The antibiotic might be the mistake which triggered the red in the brown that night. I wasn’t passing a lot of brown then, and at times, it was more mucus than liquid/solid combination. I didn’t like the sight of red, and decided I need to see the doctor the next morning.

At 8:00 Friday morning, I called up Lily and updated her on my situation. She understood fully and supported my decision to visit the doctor, and Dr. G even recommended going to the hospital and skip out on the PCP. Looking at my insurance card and deciding ER might be able to give me better care, I went to see them first. Though the nurse was sympathetic, but told me the wait was 2 hours to see the doctor. I instead went to my PCP as I had planned, but he wasn’t there! Instead, I got another doc who recommended more rest, Imodium, lots of fluids, and to stop taking the cephalexin.

I went home then, after getting more Gatorade, Imodium, and went back to the resting pattern. Gradually, Bowel Movement Time extended, and life was getting better. And just two hours ago, I finally baked up a brown solid! Hallelujah! Thus, ending the really brown week ~!

It’s ****ing Gigabyte to blame for the 10+ hours lost at troubleshooting their broken product!

Started out with Vista not setting up properly ~ ie, taking forever. Then it became, “is it Vista’s fault or Lite-On’s fault or motherboard’s fault for the DVD drive not working?” After an entire night of trouble shooting by swapping out parts, I eliminated Vista as the cause, and Lite-On. When I plugged in a HDD IDE device, it wouldn’t read kept freezing up the startup process. With this discovery, came the idea that … maybe they have a bios update to fix the IDE controller!

Well, they didn’t have such. So I started looking at PCI IDE controllers, knowing that’s where the problem lies. I didn’t want to go through RMA the motherboard, and possibly having to call MS to reinstall Vista on another MB… and besides, putting all the crap in that little case was hard enough the first time! Anyway… after much soul searching, I came across a forum that said these magical words, “maybe you should try replacing the IDE cable… a bad IDE cable makes crazy things happen!” So I thought about all the crazy things that I’ve done to test the IDE port including downloading Knoppix in believing Vista was causing the issues. I mean, this wasn’t a normal error ~ drive detected at startup fine, driver was fine, it loads some part of the DVD/CD fine (ie, Linux bootloader and Vista bootldr)… so, I was thoroughly confused.

Anyway, I had decided I would go get another DVD drive tomorrow ~ it would have new IDE cable, and new DVD drive for me to test with. But then, the idea came to me… “there are three prongs to the IDE cable! What if it’s just the distant one that’s not connected properly but the two close ones are?!” I immediately stopped brushing my teeth then, and went and tried that out and boom, everything started flyin! Even Vista loaded faster! WOW!

So much time spent because one little wire within the IDE cable was broken and there was no way to diagnose it without having good spare parts ready. Ah, computers are such pain in the ass sometimes!

Apparently, there are a lot of stupid people posting answers on the net, and I’m even dumber for believing them. I waited 30 minutes to the first window to come up during clean setup of Vista - this is not right ~ the problem lies with the LITE-ON 20X DVD±R DVD Model LH-20A1P that I got. Vista doesn’t like it, dunno why. I burned hundreds of DVDs on it since Sept on nit with XP, and hadn’t a single problem, but Vista hates it during install!

How did I know this? Well, from my last post, I was waiting for it to “Expand” @ 19% for about 50 minutes or so… and it didn’t go through and gave me a stupid error of driver can’t be found or some crap. I looked up online, and people says, “oh! yeah, that happens! install via USB key!” Good thing I had 4 gb USB lying around, or else I’d still be stuck! Still, it wasn’t all smooth sailing… after I copied Vista onto USB Key, it wouldn’t boot! I had to stick Vista back into Lite-On DVD to boot, then eject it (since it’d get stuck… soon as Vista ejects from tray, the dang thing loads), rescan, and install from USB key. Works perfectly now! Yay!

I’ve been using the school assigned IBM T60 for the past year and half as output to my Samsung 42″ DLP. The problem with the IBM T60 lies in its Intel 945GM Express Chipset integrated graphics ~ it does not output to 1280×720 properly. After a lot of searching and reading, I found that a similar graphics device driver could be used to output 1280×720 - embedded device! The problem with embedded devices is that it’s unconfigurable to a layman like me, and I had to use software to override the vertical/horizontal sync problem that the device had with outputting. To make long story short, it worked well… up to a point. With frequent crashes and unexplainable death screens, I didn’t much appreciate the T60… but I made way.

Around middle of last year, I started thinking about replacing the laptop… with a new one, from Alienwares or something… any laptop really, with a decent graphics card! But, everything was so dang expensive. I also looked at desktop solution, but I wasn’t quite ready and decided my T60 will work still, and I shouldn’t change it just because I feel like it.

The problem came when I went back to Orlando for break and came back to find that Power Strip was not working anymore, and after hours of tweaking, I can’t the display to sync properly! The lower part of screen would get cut off, and it was annoying as hell! I decided it IS time for new computer, and after much research, I found a great new motherboard — GA-MA69GM-S2H ($75) from Gigabyte. It’s my very first AMD board… probably first AMD in the whole Tsen family! I got a great deal on Vista Ultimate + Athlon 64 X2 6000+ Windsor ($310), rebate on Corsair XMS2 2×1GB DDR2-800 for ($37 AR), rebate on Apevia Case ($60 AR), and WD 500gb SATA ($105)! I especially like the motherboard with HDMI out from the onboard VGA, and the possibility to expand with PCI-Ex16 if I want to in the future.

Well, I started putting it all together earlier tonight… took me about 2 hours to get it all setup and ready for Vista, then the problem came… the installation itself. At first, it started okay ~ the installation file copies from DVD, and it seem to be running. Then, it just froze! I was supposed to get to the screen that prompts me for “What language do you wanna install” and “where is your KB from?” etc, but it doesn’t go there! I was like, WTF is wrong with this POS?! I went online, and did some search and found that Vista doesn’t like USB stuff plugged in while setting up, so I unplugged everything. But it didn’t help… it was still frozen! I then saw an article that stated, “don’t worry if it’s seems stuck, it’s not! Wait like 30 minutes!”

So basically, I started the waiting game after resetting about 10 times and trying different things. At last, after giving up and going to wash my face and getting ready to sleep, I came back to find the “What language you wanna install” window waiting for me. After staring at the blank screen for like 15 minutes, something finally happened with Vista.

MS, your shit is failing because no one likes to install Vista! IT people want to see progress bar! Percentage going up and stuff! When it’s just a blank colorful screen with the DVD spinning up every 5 minute and the HDD not doing jack, we think shit ain’t working and try to find problem that’s not there!

So, after getting through that, it’s finally installation with a percentage bar… There are 5 steps…

1) Copying Windows files
2) Expanding files (19% after like 30 minutes)
3) Installing features
4) Installing updates
5) Completing installation.

If I was installing XP on this computer, I would be downloading anime by now and watching anime… but nooo, with Vista, the installation is going to take 6 hours! Piece of crap!

I don’t recall my first encounter with the famed Iced Tea from Long Island ~ but I do remember every instance of me drinking too much of it. For those of you who don’t know, Iced Tea is made from a fine blend of gin, vodka, rum, tequila, triple sec, sweet & sour mix, and a splash of coke. Usually, it’s a shot of each, and as much S&S mix you want to make it taste good. For me, I discovered that adding 2 shots of S&S mix make it taste really great.

About 4 years ago, I had my first collision with the Iced Tea at Independent Bar in Orlando. I was out with my coworkers, and they had a special with 4 dollar mixed drink or something cheap. In the span of less than an hour, I had 4 Iced Tea. Like condensing amalgam, it came into me softly at first. I was all mellow mellow for about an hour, and then, before I realized, the shit would harden on me really fast! Eventually, it smacked me on the face like a ton of bricks and I can’t do anything but let it all go. That night, I made sweet love to a paper bag.

After that incident, I tried to stay away from the Iced Tea, and went with simpler stuff ~ usually rum & coke and random beer. However, a few months ago, with advice from Po about different super premium liquor I should buy, I realized I had a lot of top shelve ingredients that’d make a fine Iced Tea. With Patrón, Elit, Pyrat, and Bombay ~ my homemade Iced Tea goes down just a bit easier than that from a bar. Perhaps, too easy.

So last night, the class of 2010 was scheduled to hit the bar at Dillons from 9 till close. Though my roommates had to leave early next morning, TSI convened an emergency meeting and it was decided unanimously that we’d go, and we’d go drunk. To start off, I had 2 shots of Jägermeister. Then I started mixing the Iced Tea. Instead of just 1 shot of each, I went with 1.5 shots. In between, I had 2 shots of Drambuie, and 1 shot of Elit. As we were readying to go, I downed my mixed of Iced Tea. ~12 shots alcohol, in about 45-60 minutes. Yup, I’m also surprised that I’m alive to be writing this ~ I’m sure I was killing my hepatocytes by the millions.

Like 4 years ago, I was fine for about an hour or two. I do recall most everything I said and did last night ~ but try as I might, I can’t recall when the shit hit the fan. I remember I was chatting with … someone… my head started to spin as I sipped my Miller Light (finished a bud light before). Next thing I know, I was down the stairs, barely holding onto the rails, and into the bathroom and praying mightily. I dimly recalled people coming through and chuckling about my sad state of affairs, but I hardly cared. At one point, I got out of the bathroom by myself, and laid down on the couch. I also recall getting up and running back into the bathroom, realizing my gastroesophageal sphincters were all failing that none of it was under my control. Damn autonomic nervous system kicked my ass with extreme prejudice.

I don’t know how much time passed by as I intensely prayed and meditated in that little stall, but my roommates came and bailed me out. I was dimly aware of them asking where my jacket was, and me telling them to not forget the scarf. I also remember being handed a paper bag, shoved into a taxi, and me apologizing to the taxi driver just in case I wasn’t forming a tight seal with the paper bag. Eventually, we made it home and they got me up the stairs and into my bed. I’m sure they were surprised that I was cognizant of their attempt at drawing on my face but I’m glad they didn’t try again just minutes later. After a couple more intense French kisses, I managed to fall asleep while cuddling the brown bag lovingly.

Ah, what a night! I’m sure I won’t be drinking for a while. Everything tasted horrible today, and I couldn’t even swallow properly earlier this morning. Heh, that’s the life I suppose.

It’s the final weekend to the DMD 2 1st semester ~ and we’re going to spend it studying periodontium. How hard is it? Well, a quick survey tells us we have about 1000 power point slides to go through and memorize, a few addendum study material, book… etc. It’s funny though, how I haven’t really referred to any of the textbook this year ~ not even for Pain Control, where the prof specifically told us to read the book!

After the winter break, it’d be cramming for NBDE Part 1 during APEX II. It’s going to be pita waking up and having to walk through snow to get to work, but… alas, that’s life. No matter what tho, I’m living life as I want to ~ and it’s not so bad. I just hope I didn’t fail Preventative Exam earlier, cause that damn thing was tricky. I mean, simple material, but really … really — tricky.

To offset the hardship, I have this youtube clip for you. When I watched it, I reminded myself my hardship is nothing in comparison to theirs (at least in the 1st scene).

This is the first day of sub-zero temp, seen @ 2:00 am. It’s going to be a fine day =)

They planned to move my canines forward to become my mandibular lateral incisors. They planned to create enough space between the canines and the premolars to insert implant on each side. They planned to open my bite up, to create more room. It all failed ~ I still only have 4 millimeters on each side, and unfit for implants according to the prosthodontics specialist.

So what the hell?!

My options now are… … I dunno wtf my options are, but I’m speculating. 1) Take it all off and just fuck it 2) Do 2, 3-unit bridge… and to do this, they will be cutting into 4 … perfectly healthy teeth… 3) Move all my teeth around again.

fY#(%@&$)@#!*$@!){# it sucks! Damn it all to hell!

It’s more than 3 months from today. But just the mere act of scheduling the exam created an immense stress/pressure ceiling … fear is already piling up within me ~ 1000+ dental deck cards, hundreds of pages of first aid NBDE prep book, hundreds of diagrams, countless bits of testable information.

I feel like I don’t have enough time already.

For those of you who don’t know (I didn’t know), The Kingdom is Saudi Arabia, a holy place where unbelievers like us aren’t supposed to trod upon with our unclean feet. For some Muslims, even the minor presence of Westerners in the Kingdom was too much to bear. Knowing no amount of negotiation or talk would remove the unwanted filth, the only thing left to do was a forced eviction. So with some careful planning, the mastermind targeted a softball game within a military compound built for US/Western civilians. The act of terror inflamed the heart & soul of special FBI agent Ronald Fleury. Burning with righteous flame of anger, Fleury and his team of special FBI investigators went into the Kingdom to find Whodoneit.

The message of the movie is clear - that with good communication and understanding, we can get along just fine with Muslim folks (on a very limited scale). 99.9% of them are good people, and even if we find their customs to be extremely strange at times - we should respect it. Cultural competency and all, you know? So if they want us out of their country, we should get the fuck out ~ even if we really want their oil. If we don’t get out of their country - there’s always gonna be acts of terror and follow up retribution in a never ending cycle of death.

What I really liked about the movie: 1) Secondary Bombing 2) Rainbow 6 styled Counter Terrorist action and 3) “We’d kill them all”

If you’re looking for an entertaining movie with some elements of current events and good action - The Kingdom is not a bad choice ~ give it a try, and shout Allahu Akbar at the end of the movie if you’re brave enough.

I guess if the demand is there, crack will happen one way or another. I’m just amazed hackers really try literally everything… I mean, Safari’s ability to load TIFF is a vulnerability? It’s just mind boggling … good thing I’m not a programmer anymore =)