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Nov. 2nd, 2004 02:07 amIt appears that Public Safety has arrested some fellow for throwing eggs. Upon walking back to ML just now, I saw two Public Safety jeeps in the parking lot. When I asked what was going on (it turned out the officer recognized me because he had been making a sweep through the Science Center an hour ago) I was told that the miscreant had been apprehended.
I think I'm voting Kerry. I'm not going to launch into reasons; I'm just too tired.
Last night I went to bed around 0630, having stayed up late doing... what? Algebra, I think, and Shakespeare. I helped
rose_garden with some group theory stuff (she's in Hunter's section and they're just starting groups) which was good practice for my midterm. I am still so not ready for the algebra exam; it will be the death of me. I should stay up and keep studying but I'm tired, and presumably one needs to sleep. I'm still not comfortable with important stuff like the theorem about the order of subgroups of finite cyclic groups, generating sets, direct products, and the recent material on factor groups and the Fundamental Homomorphism Theorem.
I am so self-destructing academically this week... If Riebling puts a lot of obscure quotations on the Shakespeare exam tomorrow I'm dead; I have to go vote and will lose time studying for algebra. If I completely fall apart there, bye-bye to an honors math minor. And then there's 111 problem set and exam, and the advanced lab report not written.
The thought of the stuff going on this week (particularly math exam) is making Mozart Requiem music go through my head. Come the end of the week I'll be exactly what John Alston describes when he gets us to express the "qua resurget ex favilla" in the Lacrimosa with the dead crawling up from amidst the ashes...
I think I'm voting Kerry. I'm not going to launch into reasons; I'm just too tired.
Last night I went to bed around 0630, having stayed up late doing... what? Algebra, I think, and Shakespeare. I helped
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I am so self-destructing academically this week... If Riebling puts a lot of obscure quotations on the Shakespeare exam tomorrow I'm dead; I have to go vote and will lose time studying for algebra. If I completely fall apart there, bye-bye to an honors math minor. And then there's 111 problem set and exam, and the advanced lab report not written.
The thought of the stuff going on this week (particularly math exam) is making Mozart Requiem music go through my head. Come the end of the week I'll be exactly what John Alston describes when he gets us to express the "qua resurget ex favilla" in the Lacrimosa with the dead crawling up from amidst the ashes...