December 2008
29 posts
I realized today that my moral compass consists of one question: “if I told my mom about this, would she be proud, or would she yell at me?” I’m not sure if she should know what a hold she still has on me, a grown adult (presumably).
Fanboys →
is coming out on my birthday. Oh, glorious day!
Deece physics probs if ur bord. →
“The bonny lass Casey scrawled on her own portrait.”
– Pirate Facebook. More people should use it; I don’t know of anyone who would mind being a bonny lass, except perhaps guys.
I did not realize how sad this was until my research groupmates expressed sympathy for me: I am currently trying to sell some individual persons (Steve and my mom) on the vision of picking me up from school when my finals are over (tomorrow) and no one is biting. I must visit home too much, because no one has any interest in getting me home for Christmas. None. No one has agreed to simply drive...
You know how there are times when you come across something on the net, and for days afterward you think of it out of the blue and start laughing alone in public? That’s this for me right now.
Suck Columbia's rich, glittery balls, Yale. →
(Because we haven’t announced our endowment drop yet, so it doesn’t count.)
Women prefer the Internet over sex. →
However, I think this study is a little unspecific. Does it mean sex every day for two weeks (a little much, don’t you think)? Every time you were about to play Tetrisfriends, you have sex instead (have some mercy)? Or, instead of uninterrupted Internet access, you get an average amount of sex over those two weeks, say two or three sessions? I don’t see how you could equalize the...
seconded.
klocksien:
Whoever was in charge of casting Keanu Reeves as an emotionless robot-alien named Klaatu that blankly stares at things SHOULD GET A FUCKING AWARD.
Apparently the people that Columbia hires to counsel its students in financial aid can’t hold down jobs. My first financial aid counselor, after a year and a half, mysteriously disappeared and stopped responding to emails. A couple months later a new person started sending me financial aid notices, with no explanation as to the status of the first one. She was it for a couple of months....
A loss truly felt
Partly because it was lost and partly because wherever it was, its batteries were dead, I went a whole semester’s worth of problem sets, tests, and classes without my beloved TI-83+ graphing calculator, and had to use the calcuator on my phone and computer. This is akin to an art major running out of pencils and charcoal and having to use crayons. You have no idea what a pain in the ass it...
We missed out
The title of his class was Thermodynamics, Kinetic Theory, and Statistical Mechanics. We only learned Thermodynamics and Statistical Mechanics. 2 out of 3 —> professor fail.
I generally hate discussion of the SAT in the public forum. People are constanly setting up straw men arguments against the SAT and call for its abolishment. Everyone is so eager to tear it down. It doesn’t predict graduation rates! Or GPA! Or someone’s extracurriculars! Or how friendly they are!
The SAT is not intended to do any of the above. Here’s the point of the SAT: to...
Casey recommends the new Girl Talk album →
via st00v
two thumbs up for mixing together renegade and bitches ain’t shit.
All nighters
My sister pulled an all-nighter last night. She is an Electronic Arts major. Now, I have not majored in everything, so I can’t speak firsthand of the related difficulties between all majors, but I am going to assume that my sister and I are of roughly equal intelligence (being hewn of the same timber, as it were) and that Applied Physics is several orders of magnitude harder than...
How can I learn Python? Let me count the ways →
The members of my Thermodynamics class probably wish this had appeared four months ago.
People enjoy being sick. I am convinced of it. I keep encountering sick people, and they’re all “Omg, I’m sooooo sickkkk *rasp*” and I’m like, “that’s too bad, you should get some medicine,” and they’re like, “no, it’s just a cold, I’ll be fine… *cough* omg I’m soooo sickkk I feel terribllllle,” and...
I walked past a frat house today, and through their windows I could see a large mounted flat panel TV, on which two boys were playing Halo (either multiplayer or co-op). Now, I will be the first to admit I am no great shakes at Halo, and my brothers and boyfriend beat me roundly, every time, without exception. But I like Halo a lot, and know enough about it that when I see these two players, one...
Pneumatic
When I read Brave New World, I thought all the guys referring to girls as “pneumatic” was just a futuristic affectation. But now I’m reading Surely You’re Joking, Mr. Feynman!, and he refers to a blonde as “pneumatic.” I’m glad this word is (hopefully now) out of style, because there are so many other, better words to describe shapely girls that...
Working at Gap last summer did change me in one way: I no longer hang my jeans in my closet, but instead fold them the Gap Way and stack them on a shelf. This may be because as a patron I could never figure out how they folded the jeans and made them look so neat, but now I know, and I execute.