Showing posts with label school. Show all posts
Showing posts with label school. Show all posts

Thursday, December 10

You make me [sic]

In my trollings of the internet to find a suitable Nature Oriented Religion for one of my final essays, I found this WikiAnswers gem:

Q: What was Chumash religion?
A: duh its so obvious. they just belive in "magic" to heal. and other worlds and stuff. Look in the library. ull c.

It took me longer than it should have to realize that the "ull c." was not some type of copyright code but rather idiot-speak for "you'll see". If I had any kind of essay-writing buzz, this could have killed it. Or perhaps filled me with some kind of misguided superiority. Maybe not so misguided. Just superiority.
In similar but also quite tangential news; I've always wanted to get one of these for someone but I never know for whom or which one, since after awhile the funny might wear thin and just become depressing.

Sunday, April 12

Yassas Palm Sunday!

Happy Palm Sunday! Happy Catholic Easter!
I feel like I have been living very biblically lately. Lentils and spinach on a bagel for lunch. Peanut butter tofu, figs, and diet sugar-free root beer for dinner. Oy with the poodles already. I need to eat something that was once mobile of its own accord.
In other news, I have two-plus weeks of hell all lined up. Two large papers, two (maybe three) big presentations, and a ridiculous amount of research. Plus at least three other finals. Am I complaining? Heck yes I am complaining! This stinks.
But there isn't too much left. I just have to buckle down and endure. Job did alright in the end, didn't he? I honestly don't know. I'll probably find out. Funnily enough, one of my thesis topics is actually regarding the Bible. Alas. I soldier on.

Thursday, January 1

Recent Distractions

A break from school. It has been amazing. Finals was so pressure packed and when everything was done I was so relieved that when I got back to the apartment I dumped everything on the floor, kicked it in distracted revenge, then wandered back downstairs and began walking around the hill picking up sticks. I went up and down the stairs multiple times until I had a sizable pile. There was actually a point to this since Paul and I had been using his fireplace lately but had mixed success with the initial lighting stages. Therefore I decided to gather kindling. Then I cleaned out my notebooks and made a pile for tinder. It was very satisfying.
Tomorrow he is taking me skiing, in theory, but it means that I have to find appropriate clothes and wake up in time to get picked up. We'll see. I'd like to do the outdoors thing more often.
In other news, does anyone else find onomatopoeia in other languages as interesting as I do? There are some adorable shirts here. Not that I can afford shirts these days.
Also, with Natalie's marriage looming large on my horizon I have been looking at a lot of wedding stuff. In my travels I (or maybe Rachel?) found some aggressively adorable wedding toppers. There are the skinny funny birds, and the little round wooden people.

Thursday, December 4

Cite your sources!

On facebook there is an application called "flair".
You can send little buttons to people, of varying quality (both buttons and people, I'd guess), and they place them on a little corkboard on their profile. It's cute and I get addicted to looking new ones up. A cute one has a picture of Andrew Jackson on the $20, and says, "Irony is Andrew Jackson on a central bank note"
Sometimes I come across particularly atrocious ones. Such as one claiming Patrick Henry said "I disapprove of what you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it".
Which is almost always attributed to Voltaire.
Which was actually said by Evelyn Beatrice Hall.

In other news: I Love BBC and NOVA! Archaeology class is much more entertaining than expected.

Monday, September 22

Time goes by and still I think of you

I need lessons in time management.
I love my classes. I love school. I even sometimes enjoy writing papers.
How can I train myself to study outside class better?
Just do it. Is the general consensus.
But if I could Just do it then wouldn't it be getting done?
I need a system. I love systems.

Also, I searched "Cordwainer Smith" on goodreads.com and it asked me if I meant "Sam Godwin".
Wtf? No. That makes me sad.

Tuesday, April 22

Flowers Bloom, Finals Boom.

Finals are upon us. Suddenly the library is packed. People I have never seen appear in my classes. I start to feel an urge to do homework. I go online and check web comics.
Okay, so the last part isn't unusual.
We all know that I don't freak out much. I usually get by without doing a lot of homework, studying is minimal, and attendance is compulsory. It's a weird sort of college attitude maybe. When I was sicker than ever with the flu, I still went to class. But I can't bring myself to buy some of the books or even do simple response pages sometimes. I hope to break that habit. Next semester I will have to buckle down and conquer, or at least severely injure, my procrastination habit.

In other news, today is Earth Day!
I wish I had an apartment more conducive to growing plants. Most of mine have been relocated to Paul's, because although they will be fine for a little while, they start to spontaneously die. I blame Sarah and Cambria. They have bad plant juujuu.
Hopefully one day I will have an earth-friendly home. Right now I try not to leave the water running, and we recycle what we can. I wash clothes in cold water and have eco-friendly lightbulbs. But nothing wild.
Also I need to buy more beans and tortillas. They are awesome.

Thursday, April 17

A half and a half make a pear.

A scene from today's New Testament class, with the professor's part delivered in his characteristic monotone...


Professor: "...so we will be dividing up the chapter. We'll do half of it today, another half on Tuesday, and half when we get back."
Student: "Three halves?"
Professor: "Do you have a problem with that?"
Student: *silence*
Professor: "You must have a very narrow view of mathematics."

He's a great professor. And the way he talks, you wouldn't suspect him of being hilarious. But the jokes just get rolled along with everything else as he deadpans his way through the lecture. It still takes half a beat for people to figure out when he is kidding sometimes.