I have been doing an experiment. Since I came back for the Spring semester I decided to cut back on my fast food consumption, ie allowing myself 1 trip to the McDonald's a week. Believe you me, it has been tough. I have a soft-spot in my heart for Mc-eey D's. Those french fries, chicken nuggets. God, I love the chicken nuggets.
But recently, within the past month or so, I have noticed that when I go for my indulgent once a week trip of yumminess after a couple of hours my stomach becomes extremely unhappy with me. I can't tell if the stress of school causes this or if it is the actual McDonald's. I won't say it is the food, because I really only have it the day of the week when I feel the worst and have no time to think about actually making a meal.
I suppose my conclusion is to no longer have the McDonald's at all. The upside - ummm I guess I won't be taking in the huge calorie hits anymore that come with the fastfood territory.
Other than that, I just have to make it to April 30 when classes are over. Scratch that, May 9th when finals are over. Maybe my tummy will recover by then.
Sorry, I know you just wanted to hear all about my food issues. Till whenever something interesting happens....
Studying bites the big one...
I figured a post was in order for two reasons,
1) I feel like I have lost touch with a bunch of people by not leaving a little entry
2) Because the constant stream of studying which I have been doing...well it sure as heck is crimping my style (I have no idea what my style is but it isn't studying)
My trip out to see Suzie was awesome. There was very little that could make it...not awesome. It was great to see Pittsburgh- it seems to me more like a sprawling sort of city as opposed to like NYC. We did a lot of chatting and hit up a cool museum and a wonderful breakfast place. I'm so glad I went. I was in need of a trip to see someone from college. Don't get me wrong- I like my group here at SC but it isn't quite the same (waffles and ice cream, singing a cappella, campus dances, concerts *grrr JM why the heck are you at Dickinson when I am not...not great thinking on your part*, meeting for dinner at the cushies, grab-n-go lunches, parties at the boys' townhouse, playing pool at the Quarry). But I really should be saying thanks...cause for the first time in a while...I got a chance to talk about Andrew without having to explain any sort of background history...cause well, she's knows all of it.
Because of Suzy and her Wii, I was finally convinced to buy one for myself. I love it. I play it now whenever I get the chance, which sadly is maybe once a week. How awful.
My parents came to visit at the end of Spring Break. What an adventure that was. They knew it was going to snow on Friday, so they decided to start driving Thursday night and lo and behold they're flight got cancelled. Friday afternoon they arrived- we went out for some pizza, some shopping, and then for dinner we went to this nice little sushi restaurant. Saturday though- the airline tried to get them on another flight out of Newark. But you couldn't get anyone on the phone to fix it...seeing as they were already in Columbia. So what did we do...drove to the airport to actually talk to someone to fix it. After a bit of haggling...and waiting for the person who held all the power to come over and say yes...press that button, we got it all worked out. Then we hung out at Five Points for a bit to enjoy the St. Paddy's Day festivities. Took a drive up to NC for dinner and some shopping with the Picc's. Sunday we walked around the state museum and then they left. It was nice to have them here for a bit.
Other than that- I feel entirely overworked. Too much studying for tests that get squeezed into the last couple of weeks of the semester. I think I have like 4 more in the next 5 weeks. Eww. Other news I suppose- Andrew got moved to a new job, somewhere else, doing something else in Iraq. I know lots of fun. So who knows when he will actually come home. It's been...frustrating to say the least. But I signed on for it...so I shouldn't complain...a lot. I hope I get to see him before the start of next semester. That is all I am hoping for right now, not much else.
Well crazy kids- I'm gonna get back to studying or something that resembles studying. In the meantime- just smile and nod.
1) I feel like I have lost touch with a bunch of people by not leaving a little entry
2) Because the constant stream of studying which I have been doing...well it sure as heck is crimping my style (I have no idea what my style is but it isn't studying)
My trip out to see Suzie was awesome. There was very little that could make it...not awesome. It was great to see Pittsburgh- it seems to me more like a sprawling sort of city as opposed to like NYC. We did a lot of chatting and hit up a cool museum and a wonderful breakfast place. I'm so glad I went. I was in need of a trip to see someone from college. Don't get me wrong- I like my group here at SC but it isn't quite the same (waffles and ice cream, singing a cappella, campus dances, concerts *grrr JM why the heck are you at Dickinson when I am not...not great thinking on your part*, meeting for dinner at the cushies, grab-n-go lunches, parties at the boys' townhouse, playing pool at the Quarry). But I really should be saying thanks...cause for the first time in a while...I got a chance to talk about Andrew without having to explain any sort of background history...cause well, she's knows all of it.
Because of Suzy and her Wii, I was finally convinced to buy one for myself. I love it. I play it now whenever I get the chance, which sadly is maybe once a week. How awful.
My parents came to visit at the end of Spring Break. What an adventure that was. They knew it was going to snow on Friday, so they decided to start driving Thursday night and lo and behold they're flight got cancelled. Friday afternoon they arrived- we went out for some pizza, some shopping, and then for dinner we went to this nice little sushi restaurant. Saturday though- the airline tried to get them on another flight out of Newark. But you couldn't get anyone on the phone to fix it...seeing as they were already in Columbia. So what did we do...drove to the airport to actually talk to someone to fix it. After a bit of haggling...and waiting for the person who held all the power to come over and say yes...press that button, we got it all worked out. Then we hung out at Five Points for a bit to enjoy the St. Paddy's Day festivities. Took a drive up to NC for dinner and some shopping with the Picc's. Sunday we walked around the state museum and then they left. It was nice to have them here for a bit.
Other than that- I feel entirely overworked. Too much studying for tests that get squeezed into the last couple of weeks of the semester. I think I have like 4 more in the next 5 weeks. Eww. Other news I suppose- Andrew got moved to a new job, somewhere else, doing something else in Iraq. I know lots of fun. So who knows when he will actually come home. It's been...frustrating to say the least. But I signed on for it...so I shouldn't complain...a lot. I hope I get to see him before the start of next semester. That is all I am hoping for right now, not much else.
Well crazy kids- I'm gonna get back to studying or something that resembles studying. In the meantime- just smile and nod.
I needed to share the new Jack's Mannequin song. No I did not see the new Superman movie. But that doesn't matter.
Meet Me At My Window
Meet me at my window
At my window
I could use a hero right now
You could use someone to save
Someone like me
Someone who's not brave
Someone who's not free
Meet me at my window
With the darkness, cometing down
I could use your, saving now
Meet me at my window
Meet me at my window
I will wait for you there
I will talk to you, no
When there's no one, around
Come on, you could change me
You could steal me
You could turn all the lights on
And show me the real me
Then maybe, if I'm lucky
You'll offer me protection
You could even heal me
Just meet me at my window
Meet Me At My Window
Meet me at my window
At my window
I could use a hero right now
You could use someone to save
Someone like me
Someone who's not brave
Someone who's not free
Meet me at my window
With the darkness, cometing down
I could use your, saving now
Meet me at my window
Meet me at my window
I will wait for you there
I will talk to you, no
When there's no one, around
Come on, you could change me
You could steal me
You could turn all the lights on
And show me the real me
Then maybe, if I'm lucky
You'll offer me protection
You could even heal me
Just meet me at my window
Roller Coaster
Most of you don't know about the Roller Coaster. It is a project we do in Calc 1 labs- design a roller coaster. We give you certain specifics about the coaster you need to meet, you come up with the functions needed to make the roller coaster we want. You get to make a pretty picture of the roller coaster and find out how high the coaster takes you. We don't just throw it at you though, I go through a wonderful, superb, fantastic explanation of a nice simple coaster. Then I pass it off to you to attack. But why did none of my students (well that is wrong I know 2 students who actually followed my advice) believe me that it will take a while to do, that you should start it early? Have I ever steered them wrong in the past? Do I talk just to hear myself say the words, "Guys this may seem really simple after what I just did, but you are going to need time to finish this. It won't magically code itself up in one night.." Not to mention the fact that I said, "Don't try to catch me Monday night, cause I don't want to hear it...I'm watching 24...just like most of you would/should be doing...if you follow my advice." Oh well, alack...I suppose you can't win them all.
Happy March by the way. Already halfway through the semester. It is unbelievable. That means the semester is halfway done...and in no time it'll be over. More importantly, Andy will be home (April 18- thereabouts he starts his trip back to the States from Iraq). Friday I get to see Suzy. I'm very excited, I am trying to get as much work done this week as possible so that I don't have to do so much work...or take work with me on the plane trip. I'm bringing my camera...I've never been to Pittsburgh...I need to save the sights for posterity. Then the parent's visit on St. Paddy's Day. I'm actually really looking forward to seeing them. I think the space has really helped us have a great relationship recently...oh not to mention they are staying in the hotel down the street...3 people in my apartment is just to crazy and hectic.
I'm still keeping up with going to the gym- albeit, my sleep schedule is sooo messed up I am at the gym at like 6 in the morning. I think the stress is messing with the whole getting a good night's rest. But really I need my soapbox for a moment. What the heck is up with people who drive around looking for a close parking spot to the gym? Are you not going to exercise your little bum off at the gym?? Will it kill you to walk the 20 extra feet cause you didn't get the closest parking space? Doesn't that defeat the whole point?!?!!? Secondly, I know spring break is upon us, but really do you truly believe that you can whip your body into Cancun/skimpy bikini weather shape in just week before break? If you can, I am sure there a ton of people out there who would like to know your secret. Ugh, thirdly, No-one I repeat no one wants to see you and your girlfriend make out at 6:30 in the morning by the elliptical machines. That's just disgusting...think of all the people who have been sweating in the spot, it's almost unsanitary.
But I guess the more important thoughts- I have been thinking long and hard about this. Actually my mom thinks it has to do with Andy being away. Well a little teeny part of it is, but really the majority of it is all me. I think I am not going to push through to the phd. I think I will get my masters, and then either get a job (most likely teaching) or I am considering either a physics or engineering grad program. I have yet to sit down with any homework or problem and feel good when I finished it. Well I feel good because I've stopped pounding my head against the wall, but I don't feel that proud accomplishment of some work completed. I realize that really isn't the best reason not go for the doctorate- but all of my work has no meaning to me...I'm not using it to tackle an interesting problem. I longing for the long days I sat with Scott working on our physics research- as much as I wanted to shoot Mathematica for taking hours to compute what I asked...only to find out I had messed it up in the first place. But at least I was doing something that I could say I was interested in. But who knows...I could be looking at it totally the wrong way- I could just not be cut out for grad school period. I feel like I am stuck though, I like math to work out problems affecting how people live, work, play...I thought applied math would be a good way to go. But maybe my premises were wrong. Maybe since I enjoy the physical aspects I should have gone Mathematical Physics route. But I will complete what I do here. There is no mistaking that. I never hand in work that is not my best. So I will continue here, but I really feel that this is probably my best road to the future.
Jack is on in about an hour...time to finish up helping the damned roller coasters.
Happy March by the way. Already halfway through the semester. It is unbelievable. That means the semester is halfway done...and in no time it'll be over. More importantly, Andy will be home (April 18- thereabouts he starts his trip back to the States from Iraq). Friday I get to see Suzy. I'm very excited, I am trying to get as much work done this week as possible so that I don't have to do so much work...or take work with me on the plane trip. I'm bringing my camera...I've never been to Pittsburgh...I need to save the sights for posterity. Then the parent's visit on St. Paddy's Day. I'm actually really looking forward to seeing them. I think the space has really helped us have a great relationship recently...oh not to mention they are staying in the hotel down the street...3 people in my apartment is just to crazy and hectic.
I'm still keeping up with going to the gym- albeit, my sleep schedule is sooo messed up I am at the gym at like 6 in the morning. I think the stress is messing with the whole getting a good night's rest. But really I need my soapbox for a moment. What the heck is up with people who drive around looking for a close parking spot to the gym? Are you not going to exercise your little bum off at the gym?? Will it kill you to walk the 20 extra feet cause you didn't get the closest parking space? Doesn't that defeat the whole point?!?!!? Secondly, I know spring break is upon us, but really do you truly believe that you can whip your body into Cancun/skimpy bikini weather shape in just week before break? If you can, I am sure there a ton of people out there who would like to know your secret. Ugh, thirdly, No-one I repeat no one wants to see you and your girlfriend make out at 6:30 in the morning by the elliptical machines. That's just disgusting...think of all the people who have been sweating in the spot, it's almost unsanitary.
But I guess the more important thoughts- I have been thinking long and hard about this. Actually my mom thinks it has to do with Andy being away. Well a little teeny part of it is, but really the majority of it is all me. I think I am not going to push through to the phd. I think I will get my masters, and then either get a job (most likely teaching) or I am considering either a physics or engineering grad program. I have yet to sit down with any homework or problem and feel good when I finished it. Well I feel good because I've stopped pounding my head against the wall, but I don't feel that proud accomplishment of some work completed. I realize that really isn't the best reason not go for the doctorate- but all of my work has no meaning to me...I'm not using it to tackle an interesting problem. I longing for the long days I sat with Scott working on our physics research- as much as I wanted to shoot Mathematica for taking hours to compute what I asked...only to find out I had messed it up in the first place. But at least I was doing something that I could say I was interested in. But who knows...I could be looking at it totally the wrong way- I could just not be cut out for grad school period. I feel like I am stuck though, I like math to work out problems affecting how people live, work, play...I thought applied math would be a good way to go. But maybe my premises were wrong. Maybe since I enjoy the physical aspects I should have gone Mathematical Physics route. But I will complete what I do here. There is no mistaking that. I never hand in work that is not my best. So I will continue here, but I really feel that this is probably my best road to the future.
Jack is on in about an hour...time to finish up helping the damned roller coasters.
A-waiting
I suppose for the first time since I have been at SC I taught my first class. The professor of the calculus class that I ta for is away at a conference. He needed coverage for two classes. Guess who got that little job. I was kinda somewhat nervous. I was more annoyed that I had to get up at the butt-crack of dawn to get my workout done and still manage to make it to the class on time. Not to mention the lecture is not held in the math building but in the god-awful Physical Sciences Center, trust me it looks like no one decided to clean that building in ages. You would think it was spotless with all the chemical crap students are working with over there, but no. I'm going to make a blanket statement- and this has nothing to do with the prof who I tag team with- but I am pretty sure the students were a bit happier I was there to teach them. Sentiments were of the nature- for the first time this semester I was able to understand the lecture...several of those. Nice ego boosters. We'll see how happy they are when I introduce the crazy derivatives next time.
I had my first Analysis exam last week. I guess the best thing happened, comparatively to last semester, I did really really well on this exam. I guess what is awful is that on the whole the class didn't do spectacularly. The exam had 4 questions. The 4th question- no one, i repeat no one in the class got right, not even the really really smart people (yeah I'm not one of them).
I spoke to Andrew just lately- his leave has been changed yet again (I'm not counting how many times) to the end of April. I believe this is the official time frame- confirmed and all that jazz. It's a little sad it being changed what seemed like everyother time we've spoken, but it will definitely be a nice present at the end of the semester. By that time we'll be halfway done with all this "stuff". What a comforting thought.
Well, in just about 2 weeks, I get to see my Suzer in P-burgh. Not a long trip, but a trip nonetheless. I am excited. I have never been out to Pittsburgh- I fear that I won't have enough cold weather gear (who goes North on Spring Break???). Oh well.
Can you tell I have been trying to avoid doing my actual work or studying? If you have insights on the problem: f_n is a sequence of nonnegative measurable functions such that f_n converges to f almost everywhere and suppose that the integral of f_n converges to the integral of f less than infinity, then for each measurable set E we have the integral over E of f_n converges to the integral over E of f. please forward thoughts and comments in my general direction.
Apologies- I won't bore anyone with such "obvious" (as my professor would say, it is his favorite phrase) simple thoughts. I'll check back in sometime when I have something useful to say. oh and I leave you with a super awesome oldies song- Bus Stop by The Hollies :
Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say
Please share my umbrella
Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows
Under my umbrella
All that summer we enjoyed it
Wind and rain and shine
That umbrella, we employed it
By August, she was mine
Every morning I would see her waiting at the stop
Sometimes she'd shopped and she would show me what she bought
All the people stared as if we were both quite insane
Someday my name and hers are going to be the same
That's the way the whole thing started
Silly but it's true
Thinkin' of a sweet romance
Beginning in a queue
Came the sun the ice was melting
No more sheltering now
Nice to think that that umbrella
Led me to a vow
Every morning I would see her waiting at the stop
Sometimes she'd shopped and she would show me what she bought
Other people stared as if we were both quite insane
Someday my name and hers are going to be the same
Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say
Please share my umbrella
Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows
Under my umbrella
All that summer we enjoyed it
Wind and rain and shine
That umbrella, we employed it
By August, she was mine
I had my first Analysis exam last week. I guess the best thing happened, comparatively to last semester, I did really really well on this exam. I guess what is awful is that on the whole the class didn't do spectacularly. The exam had 4 questions. The 4th question- no one, i repeat no one in the class got right, not even the really really smart people (yeah I'm not one of them).
I spoke to Andrew just lately- his leave has been changed yet again (I'm not counting how many times) to the end of April. I believe this is the official time frame- confirmed and all that jazz. It's a little sad it being changed what seemed like everyother time we've spoken, but it will definitely be a nice present at the end of the semester. By that time we'll be halfway done with all this "stuff". What a comforting thought.
Well, in just about 2 weeks, I get to see my Suzer in P-burgh. Not a long trip, but a trip nonetheless. I am excited. I have never been out to Pittsburgh- I fear that I won't have enough cold weather gear (who goes North on Spring Break???). Oh well.
Can you tell I have been trying to avoid doing my actual work or studying? If you have insights on the problem: f_n is a sequence of nonnegative measurable functions such that f_n converges to f almost everywhere and suppose that the integral of f_n converges to the integral of f less than infinity, then for each measurable set E we have the integral over E of f_n converges to the integral over E of f. please forward thoughts and comments in my general direction.
Apologies- I won't bore anyone with such "obvious" (as my professor would say, it is his favorite phrase) simple thoughts. I'll check back in sometime when I have something useful to say. oh and I leave you with a super awesome oldies song- Bus Stop by The Hollies :
Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say
Please share my umbrella
Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows
Under my umbrella
All that summer we enjoyed it
Wind and rain and shine
That umbrella, we employed it
By August, she was mine
Every morning I would see her waiting at the stop
Sometimes she'd shopped and she would show me what she bought
All the people stared as if we were both quite insane
Someday my name and hers are going to be the same
That's the way the whole thing started
Silly but it's true
Thinkin' of a sweet romance
Beginning in a queue
Came the sun the ice was melting
No more sheltering now
Nice to think that that umbrella
Led me to a vow
Every morning I would see her waiting at the stop
Sometimes she'd shopped and she would show me what she bought
Other people stared as if we were both quite insane
Someday my name and hers are going to be the same
Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say
Please share my umbrella
Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows
Under my umbrella
All that summer we enjoyed it
Wind and rain and shine
That umbrella, we employed it
By August, she was mine
Juxtaposition
So it is finally completed. The blanket that is. I've finished sewing up all the sections that I had knit. I had to take a picture for everyone...so that I have it for posterity. Unfortunately I don't have a wonderful livejournal account so it won't post the picture in my entry. I did put it on facebook though. 1 whole year of my life. So much has happened in that year. Amazing. I need another long project to put my energies into. Maybe I'll knit a bunch of scarves with the left over yarn from the blanket. We will see.
This weekend I went to the shooting range with Greg and Trey. I shot a 22 and 9 mm gun. Yes, you read that correctly. I shot two guns. I feel like if these are machines that are in all the guys' homes...I need to be comfortable handling it (there is a lot of gun talk in the group...and besides, I am in the South). Trey showed me how to load the clips (magazines) with rounds, get the gun set up for shooting, as well as how to grip the gun. I started with the 22. It seemed more like a toy gun then an actual gun. No sort of recoil. Now the 9 mm. That was an intimidating experience. It had some weight to it - and I have very little armstrength to begin with - so holding it out steady at arms length took a lot of getting used to. This gun had some kick to it, so much so, that I was readjusting the gun in anticipation of the shot. It took me a while to get used to it...not to mention the force at which the shells are released from the gun. I shot at a couple of targets. The guys seemed kinda impressed. I didn't do to badly, I guess. I wasn't lining things up really exactly but I was consistent in my area of shooting. I wasn't shooting all over timbuktu...a nice compact area on the targets. It was quite an experience.
Yesterday afternoon I found out that my friend Amanda got engaged to her boyfriend Dan. Very exciting. Surprised at the time...but it is wonderful.
I should probably be studying and getting ready for the class today. Catch ya later.
This weekend I went to the shooting range with Greg and Trey. I shot a 22 and 9 mm gun. Yes, you read that correctly. I shot two guns. I feel like if these are machines that are in all the guys' homes...I need to be comfortable handling it (there is a lot of gun talk in the group...and besides, I am in the South). Trey showed me how to load the clips (magazines) with rounds, get the gun set up for shooting, as well as how to grip the gun. I started with the 22. It seemed more like a toy gun then an actual gun. No sort of recoil. Now the 9 mm. That was an intimidating experience. It had some weight to it - and I have very little armstrength to begin with - so holding it out steady at arms length took a lot of getting used to. This gun had some kick to it, so much so, that I was readjusting the gun in anticipation of the shot. It took me a while to get used to it...not to mention the force at which the shells are released from the gun. I shot at a couple of targets. The guys seemed kinda impressed. I didn't do to badly, I guess. I wasn't lining things up really exactly but I was consistent in my area of shooting. I wasn't shooting all over timbuktu...a nice compact area on the targets. It was quite an experience.
Yesterday afternoon I found out that my friend Amanda got engaged to her boyfriend Dan. Very exciting. Surprised at the time...but it is wonderful.
I should probably be studying and getting ready for the class today. Catch ya later.
February...
Wow. It's February...already. I am amazed. As of today, well I consider Friday's one class part of the weekend...I have finished 3 weeks of the semester. Where did it go? If you find it, please be kind (rewind) return it to me. I'll need it when exams start.
Happy news though- I get to be a bridesmaid in the wedding I am attending in November. I'm excited. It gives me more motivation to keep up my exercise regimen this semester. I guess I can throw the pretty dress investigation out the window...but I believe I might just continue to look for them anyway.
I heard from Andrew that it's likely that his leave will be the last two weeks in March. If that is true...I only have 6 weeks to wait. Hell that ain't bad.
I am really proud of myself though. Last evening I finished knitting the final third section of my blanket. I have been working on it for over a year. All I have left is to finish sewing the portion to the other sections and it is complete. When all of the pieces are together, I'll have to take a picture for everyone to see.
Oh...July 21st - Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. The end of a worldwide phenomenon. Do not figure on any sort of communication from me then...because I'll be reading...and reading until I come to the last word... "scar." It's exciting and depressing all at the same time.
Catch ya on the flip side.
Happy news though- I get to be a bridesmaid in the wedding I am attending in November. I'm excited. It gives me more motivation to keep up my exercise regimen this semester. I guess I can throw the pretty dress investigation out the window...but I believe I might just continue to look for them anyway.
I heard from Andrew that it's likely that his leave will be the last two weeks in March. If that is true...I only have 6 weeks to wait. Hell that ain't bad.
I am really proud of myself though. Last evening I finished knitting the final third section of my blanket. I have been working on it for over a year. All I have left is to finish sewing the portion to the other sections and it is complete. When all of the pieces are together, I'll have to take a picture for everyone to see.
Oh...July 21st - Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. The end of a worldwide phenomenon. Do not figure on any sort of communication from me then...because I'll be reading...and reading until I come to the last word... "scar." It's exciting and depressing all at the same time.
Catch ya on the flip side.
One week down...
Only 13 more to go. I really don't have to much to say about classes, because well, they are classes. But for some reason this semester I just don't feel the love so much for them. I think last semester beat it out of me.
Other than that I am doing alright. I have been going to the gym, which is a practice I hope I can keep up. I've got a couple of things to look forward to- trip to see Suzer and P-burgh, parents coming to visit for a couple of days, Andy's leave time, and probably a trip to the beach with the crew here.
If you would allow me one moment to be a girly girl, I have a wedding I get to attend in November. I know, it's January- shut up. That means I have leave to look at pretty dresses. Need to find a really good one for this shin-dig.
Tune in next time.
Other than that I am doing alright. I have been going to the gym, which is a practice I hope I can keep up. I've got a couple of things to look forward to- trip to see Suzer and P-burgh, parents coming to visit for a couple of days, Andy's leave time, and probably a trip to the beach with the crew here.
If you would allow me one moment to be a girly girl, I have a wedding I get to attend in November. I know, it's January- shut up. That means I have leave to look at pretty dresses. Need to find a really good one for this shin-dig.
Tune in next time.
A Series of Fortunate Events...
Okay so maybe this wouldn't constitute a series, but this is a very fortunate event. Last week, I realize that my one course, Numerical Linear Algebra to be exact, did not have a specified text book. So I decided to do a little search on line of a good reference book, that would hopefully help me through the course, just in case. I realize I should have a bit more faith in my own ability, but I think it is a comfort issue. If I have some sort of reference book, even if I do not use it (case in point my 728 class, I didn't crack either of the two books open all semester) I feel like I can own the material. So I found what apparently is one of the best texts out there. Amazon to the rescue, and just a few days ago I received it in the mail. Today I got an email from the professor of the course. Mind you, the class begins on Tuesday. He has a textbook for us. I continue reading the message to see the book which I had just fortuitously purchased last week. Hurray for not having to buy some other crazy book. Even better for being able to read ahead before classes start.
Actually I think I will go do that before Jack is Back later this evening.
Actually I think I will go do that before Jack is Back later this evening.
Fire!
I am sure that you all will be happy to know that I am still alive...literally. I am not being facetious. This evening there was a fire on the 7th floor of my apartment building. The blaring sounds of fire alarms in the central hallway on the 5th floor alerted me to the danger. Magically, I was transported to junior year at Dickinson. Infamous Adams Dormitory. Every other day- 3am, 9 am, 1:30 pm, 6:49 pm, you name the time...the alarm probably went off at some point. So I figured the alarm would turn itself off after one or two rings. Try again, Theresa. I did after about 30 seconds realize that this was the real deal. Thank goodness I am so used to walking up and down the stairwell- I was out of there pretty quick. The fire department didn't get to turning those extremely lifesavingly annoying alarms until about a half hour after the alarms initially started.
But I am still alive, breathing, and enjoying the finer points of life. I am sure you are happy for me. Check back in Sunday or Monday evening...after 24 has started back up again.
But I am still alive, breathing, and enjoying the finer points of life. I am sure you are happy for me. Check back in Sunday or Monday evening...after 24 has started back up again.
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