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like the shattering crystal of the poet cries:
"I the enigma undefined,
the error of my age;
the players and the play defamed
that tread a timeless stage.
Ay! both hero and the rake,
of tragedy and of comic parts;
the dirge at many a wake
and the wit that veins the farce."
Oscar Wilde
*Ye Gods!*
I would kill for parents, at this point, who had the slightest notion of how to use a computer! Or who didn't feel the need to call me before they did everything. Or who didn't panic at every stupid "this is a terrible new virus" email things and delete files they actually need. *rolls her eyes* Just one more reinforecement for me to never, ever work tech support.
See, Kallaris? It's not so easy to wing it.
Icchan, that's not the point. Yes, it works that way, it just doesn't work both ways when it should. It's a flaw in mathematics... a logical hole. If you do the problem the ways you've outlined, then yes, it works, but when you try to logically follow the reasoning used in the story, it falls apart where it shouldn't.
And, ragabash, I never said I was bowing out, just that I would bide my time...
Yes, Icchan, but they why, when it workd for every other number does the addition-subtraction problem not add up to the multiplication problem?
Two can play that game, dear.
Answer mine, then.
Three sailors check into a hotel for the night. They have just come off board their ship, and they don't have much money, so they decide to take a room together. The clerk charges them 30$. Each digs a ten out of his pocket, they ring for the bellhop, and go to thier room.
A while later the clerk decides that he really hadn't been very nice, since they were obviously broke, so he sends the bellhop back with a 5$ refund. The bellhop, ticked off that the sailors hadn't tipped him, keeps two bucks and gives them 3. The sailors are pleased because they each had to pay 9 dollars each, then.
Now, we all know that 3 x 9 = $27, plus the 2$ the bellhop kept = 29$. Which does not equal the 30$ they paid. Where'd the other dollar go?
grrrrrr.. outbid again! At this rate I won't be able to afford postage... *sideways look* This thing had better be worth the money I am planning on spending on it, dear...
must rethink strategy...
There. Now people can see my links
*sigh* I wish it were friday. Then my stupid class would be over, and all I'd have to worry about were staying conscious for mico and biochem and lab meeting, and then game .. and I don't have to make notes for it... not that I mind gming, it's a blast, it's just nice to have a break. must... avoid... working... on ... character...
Sometimes i feel like this guy. Although it is amusing that they have to explain that a meter is almost a yard...
This just makes me shudder *turns green* (Clawed... clawed... CLAWED! You are NOT dragging me to whereeverthehell that is to exact vengence... here we go again)
Hrm..lets see.
This is sad.
from Weird News online:
Man Pronounced Dead Wakes Up At Own Funeral
A man in India who had been pronounced dead by doctors came back to life just before his own funeral was to begin. The man, named Sukhlal Gautam, was being transferred from the morgue to the funeral home when relatives noticed him breathing. Mr. Gautam had been suffering from Tuberculosis for many years, and was pronounced dead at the Government Tuberculosis and Rehabilitation Hospital in India. His family was even given his death certificate and they are now accusing the hospital of negligence. Mr. Gautam is now recovering at the same hospital, but is still in critical condition.
And we all know that the Japanese are smarter than we are.
And I think I'll end with this. I don't know whether it's a good thing or whether we should worry...
going through the Megatokyo forum, someone had : this linked
That goes up there with Bird's almost square piece of carboard...which I cannot now find the link to. oh well.
taken from linking from links.
I look out my window and the ground and the sky are the same color...
I got awakened by Father ten minutes ago to order me to go put anitfreeze (which I thought he did) in my car preferably sometime in the next two hours or so...
Someone in the NAU bursar's office needs to die a horrible, painful, protracted death...
At least I now have a good reason to miss biochemistry...
*starts a list* frozen toes, frozen ears, lack of feeling in all ten fingers, except for one which burns suspiciously, ice formed on the bottom of my jeans, and snow in my boots, and one sliding car. Yup, it's Flagstaff.
On the other hand, I have yummy chocolate-chocolate chip frozen yogurt (complete with snow on top) and my room smells like garlic (thanks to my new toaster oven and tonight's roasted salmon ^_^) and was very good and didn't buy anything in the bookstore.
And a hug for Icchan. Yes, head colds are the pitts.
It's nice to finally have somethign this week go right - the set of experiments that I've been tinkering with for the last two months (discounting winter break) finally gave me decent results. And, thanks to scholarship checks, I can finally cover food shopping.
Icchan, I'm sorry if I snapped at you last night, it was just bad timing on a lot of things finally catching up with me. BTW- I found my die, in my sock drawer of all places.
Ragabash, not only is that too early, it's downright inhumane.
on a different scale, not unlike spending three hours in lecture in the same lecture hall.... the least they could do is give us decent seats... have been tempted to follow a friend's idea of bringing something to sit on...
NnM, hope you're better soon. Too many people out of comission lately.
*giggle* I can't wait for game on friday! Finally, a chance to see how it looks from the other side of things... *evilgiggle*
*grins at Ragabash* I bow to the more experienced DM and gleefully bid on said book
And one final reminder, Kallaris, I know you don't like my employment of it, but the deck will be in play friday night.
It's just not shaping up to be my week. Going stir crazy in here, I decided to go shopping. No one had what I wanted, or had it waaaay over priced, tracked a few items down all over town and still couldn't find them, and on my way home some idiot decided to rear-end me. No damage done, thank heaven, but still... Now to find something to do on a sunday night.
Those of you who have seen my room can answer this question.
Somewhere, outside, is there a peephole cut into the wall so people can watch and interrupt me the instant i get involved in something- including sleep?
Last night, it was my RA. No sooner had I crawled into bed (at 12:30, nonetheless) than she knocks on the door, jarring me out of a doze, to borrow a book. At midnight. Of course, we all know that my RA is weird, so I let it go. I was rather annoyed, but I let it go.
She leaves, I get back to sleep, and my neighbors commence... something... that involved banging on the walls (ok, so it wasn't banging on the door, but it was banging.) This went on for some time. They would get noisy, I'd bang on the wall, they'd shut up for a while and then get noisy again. Just when I resign myself to getting out of bed and going over to thier door, they shut up. Ok, fine, nothing to do in the morning, I can sleep in.
Except at 7, my alarm goes off. Turn it off, twenty minutes later, the phone rings. Wrong number - gone by the time I grab the phone. An hour later, it's someone at the door again, banging loudly, wanting to know if I'd et involved in some hall drive-thing or something. Decided to go shower for a while - no one will interrupt me there. Nope, wrong, someone had a radio. In the shower. *shrug*
The only acceptable interruption was from someone I haven't seen for quite some time. We chatted for a few minutes, and that was nice. Then, unfortunately, soe kid selling magazing subscriptions came by, and I almost felt sorry for him as i slamed the door in his face, except for the comment muttered just loud enough so I could hear "I guess SOME people just don't care."
insesetive jerk.