Friday, October 06, 2006
New Beginning 137
It was my mother who told me.
"Jennifer, I mean, Thuy, is back from Yale for spring break, Jacob."
One day when Thuy was ten, she had decided her new name would be Jennifer – the name of Loni Anderson's character on WKRP re-reruns. I argued for something like Thea that would be at least close to Thuy. For the fifteenth time that day, she ignored me, and so only her family and I were left using her original name. At least she hadn't gone with Smurfette.
"That's cool," I replied as I stuck my hand in the chip bag.
"When's the last time you saw her?"
"Uhh... I guess last summer. The Nguyens all went on that skiing trip over her winter break."
"That's a long time for you two."
"Yah. But we message each other some during the semester, so I know what's up."
Truth was, we didn't message as much as we used to. Nowadays, it was like a month delay, six hours of talking, and then another month off. It had been five weeks since the last marathon session broken up by Veejay knocking on the door to go to breakfast. I'd wasted the time since then moving furniture around Arkansas and trying to understand some equations on Fourier transforms. I only got paid for one of those tasks though.
Although I acted indifferent, I was pleased to hear Thuy was back in town. When I got home, I flipped open my iBook and fired it up. Once the program launched I tapped in my name and the necessary string of numbers, and then Thuy’s details.
After a few seconds, the main screen popped up. It said there was a 0.95 probability that Thuy would call and a 0.86 probability she’d want to meet up (0.89 if I picked a restaurant with tablecloths). There was a 0.77 probability she’d go for a drink afterwards resulting in a 0.81 probability of her coming round to my apartment with a 0.85 chance she’d want to stay. There was only a 0.12 likelihood of VeeJay interrupting this time.
Cool. Hauling furniture pays the bills, sure, but you can’t beat a continuous Fourier transform if you’re looking to get laid.
Opening: anonymous.....Continuation: ril