when i look back at all the crap i learned last week

(it's a wonder i learned anything at all)

observations and things i've learned over the past week or so:

- you can't stop moving in NYC. at least whenever i'm in nyc and i'm not sitting down, i feel obliged to walk around- if i'm waiting to meet someone, i'll circle the block just so as not to be the clog in the artery on that street. compare this to four or so years of days in which my entire physical activity consisted of walks to and from my car and to the cafeteria within my building. i may have lost a bit of weight in the last couple of weeks on this basis alone.
- there are more restaurants per capita in nyc- and especially on university (between broadway and something)- than... who the hell knows, anywhere i've been though. and the prices really aren't bad, especially if you know where to look. there's a place called Dojo that's a block away from all of my classes (which are all in the same building) that i've probably been to 4 or so times since starting class... they have hippie-ish and quasi-japanese food, like tofu-hijiki burgers, and they serve breakfast until 5pm. you can get a soy burger there for like $3. Good stuff. also there's a place i'm fascinated by called beard papa, a japanese snackey treat joint that specializes in cream puffs. mmmmmm.
- if you add all of the odd partials of a signal (i may be saying this wrong), you get a square wave. i.e.... sin(x) + sin(3x)/3 + sin(5x)/5 + sin(7x)/7... repeated to infinity... will result in a 'square wave'. ray, wes... help explain this?
- corollary to the last one: i'm making a webpage for my nyu work, because that's what everyone does. i'll keep you posted when that happens so you can look at my nifty square-wave-generatin' java applets and research papers on such cool topics as cochlear implants and pitch recognition. eventually stuff will end up at http://home.nyu.edu/~bak282 .
- if i absorb 40% of what i'm supposed to learn over the next semester, i will rule the world.
- and finally and most importantly... freshmen girls are much, much hotter when you're a creepy grad student.