the Dalaverse

OMG I have been needing a shot of caffeine since 9:00 ::guzzles cherry Coke::

Aside from that, I've been such a good girl today. I was early to my interview, I finished the text for history in addition to staying awake and participat in the discussion, and now I'm having a ginormous salad for lunch. Granted, I haven't yet done the math homework that's due in two hours, and I'm planning on Sparknoting the rest of the Iliad books so I can write on them after math, but baby steps.

ETA: It is Vanessa's damn turn to take out the trash. I took both it and the recycling out last week. I'm just going to let it sit there.

You know, Professor Webb is a great kooky lady and I like her, but she's got to be one of the worst teachers I've ever had, and that's counting Mrs. Parker in third grade who taught us that there were eleven inches on a ruler and weird was spelled wierd.

Also? A college math course should not ever, ever find its students debating whether or not wizards can be lizards (read: math textbooks trying to be cute are lame).


To the right side of the room in Math 105,

Truth tables are not that critical to your mathematical experience, especially because you will never use them again in life or in this course. Therefore, if a table is telling you that T and T equal F, accept it. You will want to ask (and have in fact done so, at great length), "Why?" Answer: a. mathematicians hate us and b. IT JUST DOES, MEMORIZE IT FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT'S HOLY, YOU CRETIN.


Sincerely,

Dala



Still have two+ pages to write for Richardson at 6:00. The best thing about this is it allows me to exercise my informal writing skills. As long as I can make a legitimate case for whatever I'm arguing, I can insert exclamation points and capitalize to my heart's content. If I run out of steam, I fully intend to go off into a rant against the stupid candyass Paris. Look at it this way, Professor: I'm going to rag on him no matter what. It's either going to be on paper or in class. Might as well get it over with now.

I don't know what I'm going to do with myself at 8:00. Probably collapse.

Well, that was pretty much the best class ever. I got to sink my claws into Paris, for one thing.

(general discussion of Helen's characteristics)
Brian: Well, she seems to nag Paris a lot --
Dala: THAT'S BECAUSE PARIS IS A WUSS! Who'll do it if she doesn't?!

And then later I called him a stupid whore. Also was the only one in class to defend Helen, managing to be coherent about it and actually make some sense instead of vaguely prattling. And we discussed more of the Civil War parallels, and I understand Achilles much better than I did in Wilson's class.

Nice slow day tomorrow, thank goodness. Although I do have to wear a bathing suit to sailing, as we're doing capsizing drills. Only thing that worries me is the jellyfish, but mostly I've seen them closer to shore.

U2 -- How to Release an Atomic Bomb -- drops November 23rd (22nd for Europeans and I hate you all for that) -- single released on September 24th.

This means it's time to start the concert ticket fund.

::quietly freaks out in a corner::