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we were talking about sumatran frogs in bio. you know, the ones that lay their eggs on their backs, and then grow skin over the eggs. and we started discussing whether you could fool the frog, like getting it to grow skin over a marble or something. and lock said, 'and of course the military has done numerous experiments implanting bombs in sumatran frogs..'

okay, so it was funnier when he said it.

randomness from sociology:

talcott is a cool name. so is kendall. and neither of those were mentioned relating to saa - talcott parsons is the founder of structural functionalism, and kendall tempest is one of the guys i've fenced with.

nallia just mentioned something about "math parties". wtf?

he wastes so much time asking our permission for things - 'do you mind if i expand on your answer?' he apparently is opposed to 'academic hierarchies' and thinks of us as (and treats us as) colleagues who know just as much as he does. only we don't. and we're paying for him to teach us, not to talk with us. someone made a crack about how if we're equals, does that mean we should be paid to take the class or that he should be paying to teach it? heh. zing.

i read some scifi book a while ago about a physicist or something to that effect who grew up on a non-capitalist planet, founded by a woman named odo who was a rebel from another, highly politicized planet. on the new planet, the concept of ownership was learned out of children. they did still have a word for 'my', though, which was kinda odd. i can't remember what it was called, but the point was that it's human nature to want to own things and have power over others, and no matter how much you try to get rid of it, the most you can do is change its form and deny its existence.

nallia: what's your name?
student: andy.
nallia: would you prefer to be called andrew?
...uh, if he preferred to be called andrew, wouldn't he have said that's what his name was?

i need something to doodle. i want to draw, but i don't have anything to draw. it's very sad.

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right, so the book has nothing useful, really, and the only formula shawn gave us was (in my words) #true / (#options^iterations) so:# of true solutions, # of possible solutions, # of objects. hopefully i'm understanding this correctly, and hopefully it's all i need...

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so i called morgan and asked what time was the latest i could get to his house. '6,' he said. i asked him if he could wait until 6.15, and he said he'd try. i said i *would* be there, so it'd be nice if they'd wait.
so the pioneer express, the shuttle to downtown, got here 5 minutes late. it got downtown 7 minutes late, 6.10. the next bus to morgan's house left at 6.28. i know james is occasionally late - like 6.30-6.45 late, so i didn't want to give up at this point. i got to morgan's apartment at 35 past. there was no one there. so i trudged the 4 blocks back down, asked someone where the bus stop going in to town was, waited for 10 minutes, walked 4 blocks to pioneer square, waited for the shuttle for 15 minutes, and here i am. really pissed off. i haven't fenced for two weeks.

it wasn't all bad. there was a chatty and nice looking guy who talked to me on the belmont bus, and a guy sitting down next to me who looked like silent bob. someone on the bus back into town recognized me. and it wasn't like i got threatened or anything. one of the odd people in pioneer square complimented me, even.

physics was eh. turns out no one had to turn in their homework on Monday... but i missed going over the homework and checking my answers, which they did in class, so watch me get a bad grade. ::rolls eyes::
lunch was actually decent - i had a burrito. they forgot about the bit where you're supposed to season the meat, though.
i had a good nap. i like naps.
it always makes me happy when people voluntarily sit at a table with me in the bon. i guess that's kinda... low-self-esteem-ish of me, but still.

i sang ordinary day under my breath at that bus stop and visualized alan grinning like a little kid, bouncing around on stage. i'm glad that still cheers me up, it's very useful.

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went to go say hi to tricia. she wasn't answering her door. bah.
i really have very little social interaction. sometimes i eat dinner with people; that's about it. everything else is online.

i have a headache. advil isn't helping. the right side of my neck is really tender, and there's a raised hard spot under the skin in the back at the edge of my hairline, between two muscles.