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Feb. 17th, 2009 01:16 pmSomeone please tell me that it would be a tad overdramatic to quit my job just because I hate hate hate the new printer.
Feb. 17th, 2009
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Feb. 17th, 2009 10:14 pmDear self: I do not care that you just spent three hours beating on the random walks problem with linear algebra and MATLAB. (An ugly ugly three hours, full of us going '...wait, what are we trying to find?' and '...wait, why do we need to know the eigenvectors again?'.) You still have a response paper due tomorrow, and you should work on that instead of re-reading fic where Arthur is the Queen of the Elves. Love, the scheduling part of the brain.
In trade for that bitching, I offer you the following anecdote: I walked up to a group of friends today who were in the midst of an argument about whether a certain term was real slang or pulled out of thin air. The term in question? "tricks", for prostitution. Apparently my casual response of "oh, yeah, like as in turning tricks?" settled the argument, as well earning me several strange looks and one "wow, I totally did not expect you to be the one with that answer." Oh how little they know.
In trade for that bitching, I offer you the following anecdote: I walked up to a group of friends today who were in the midst of an argument about whether a certain term was real slang or pulled out of thin air. The term in question? "tricks", for prostitution. Apparently my casual response of "oh, yeah, like as in turning tricks?" settled the argument, as well earning me several strange looks and one "wow, I totally did not expect you to be the one with that answer." Oh how little they know.