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This one takes them all.
I am hereby not allowed to sleep on Thursday nights during weeks 3 thru 10 of a term, unless I can get more than 4 hours of sleep that night. This is second goddamn time I’m either slept through my alarm or that my alarm has been set improperly or that my alarm has snafu’d. On a Friday morning. With important shit due within a few hours of the alarm going off. Like my Fundamentals take-home test, which I ran down to the prof at 12:00 (it was supposed to be due at 08:00 if you missed class), unshowered, uncombed, un-anything other than panicked. The test still had 45 points…
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Thorn night: select conversations
Not for the easily offended, I suppose. Then again, that probably applies to my entire site…
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Everything goes so much easier…
…when you just decide to be cheerful about it all. No matter how much trouble you’re having with a teammate, no matter how some relationship shifting has you worried, no matter how much work needs to be done before you can rest, no matter how physically restless you feel sitting in a chair studying all day, no matter the grades you’ve got calculated in your little Spreadsheet of DOOM… …I can at least be cheerful and hardworking. I think someone has been spiking my morning orange juice with happy-crack these past ten or so days. Don’t know what it is, but I’m just glad to be having fun again. Because,…
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Faster, better, stronger.
So I miserably failed two more assignments from Fundamentals and scored mediocre on my OS test. But I managed to take time out of my Terrible Tuesday (just based on schedule) to give blood—in a record 8 minutes. Last time it was two bloody injections and twenty minutes once we got the needle settled. There was no question about the iron, either—that blood sank wonderfully quickly. Unfortunately, I didn’t like my resting pulse, but I know that may be related to my lack of regular cardio work these days. And my light-headed spell abated within about 30 seconds, which is significantly better than the five minutes I spent on the…
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Bring your Spanish-speaking accent and read aloud.
The quote below is the awesomest piece of writing I’ve run across recently, and is courtesy of a professorial candidate that presented this afternoon. It has to be read as though it were completely Spanish, though, or it loses all effect (I may have left an accent mark off somewhere—don’t shoot me). Rafael Pernett y Morales, Loma ardiente y vestida de sol La noche cayó, y Macorina volvió del monte con Pito, justo a tiempo, just-a-time, para subir al autobús latino que volví a la ciudad… En el autobús latino se cantaba en español. En los autobuses chombos se cantaban calipsos con ukeleles y las mujeres decían que iban a…