math musings

Sitting here in math class, learning about complex numbers and i, it is easy to fool yourself into thinking that i is an actual number, like 2 or 9 or 76. But when you stop and take your head and mind out of this context, it is easy to realize how unreal it all is. You back up and look at the board covered in i's and you wonder what child is tall enough to write on that board.
This just happened to me, and as it happened, I really felt like the dry ice fog was clearing and the gray gloom surrounding us was replaced by sunlight. Then I became increasingly aware of how important this chickenscratch is to my college education.*



*I have to pass this one math course in order to declare my major.

the fetal position

i went out last night, didn't get home till 430.
it was pretty fun, but then i woke up to go to church at 830. got dressed, put on my new shoes, went to church.
on the way, i hit a nasty rut in the road that is supposed to be fixed. there had been a few that i knew about because i take the same road to school, but the others had been fixed. this is the last one and i didn't see it around the curve, and i blew my front tire. the rim is bent, the stupid hubcap is chipped.
so i didn't go to church. since i can't change a tire (much less in heels or dress clothes) we called the assistance people at tmobile and they sent someone out to fix it. didn't take too long. either way, its messed up and on a donut now.

so then we came home, hung out, my dad and sisters went to the texans game and me, my mom and my youngest sisters were hanging out at the house when cameron and his mom came over. this is the first time she'd met my mom and been to our house. it was cool.
then they left, we hung out a little bit, watched some tv, and i laid down for a nap. i slept through dinner, and didn't wake up till about 930. which was booboo because i was hoping to see cameron again tonight. but i guess its ok, no rush today. just being chill and sleeping and relaxing. and at least he's in town for another week for sure.

i really don't know how it happened but i ended up with the most wonderful man.

i've been reading bizarro comics lately, because i saw his blog address advertised in one of his daily comics, so i've been reading it and its pretty interesting. makes me feel slightly silly because he has things that he rambles about that may or may not have anything to do with his comics, but they are things that he is passionate about or that he made up but you're not sure if he made them up or not. he has a point to his blog, and i don't. i'm not sure how i could go about fixing it. i think i might write out a list of things that are important to me and then things that i think the world could do without. maybe i can make one post for one topic. have a schedule of sorts.

although that may be more structure than i'm looking for.

i'm pretty excited because another issued of the dateline paper at school is supposed to come out tomorrow, and i turned in an article last week. its possible that it could be published. one downside to this is that after i turned it in i let this lady look at it who is an english professor at school, and she kind of tore it to shreds. made me feel silly cuz i thought it was pretty good. but i think its for the better, because a lot of what she revised had to do with thought organization and word association in the article. like having the word homosexual and polygamy close together, although meant to show a difference. the sentence went like this...

'this has been challenged before, and not just by homosexuals. Polygamy has to do with marriage in this form...'

so the mere fact that the first sentence ends with homosexual and the next begins with polygamy could accidentally imply that homosexuals are also polygamists.
i know i didn't mean that, and most intelligent people should not think i meant that, but her point was that you cannot overestimate the reader because then an unknown number of people will get the wrong impression and information, and go forth and spew this misinformation.
so the point is that i wrote a decent article and had it revised rather harshly. i think it had a lot to do with her language. she kept saying, hmm, i have a problem with this, or this doesn't work here, or this isn't right here....its like jeez i know its not perfect but try to be a little nicer about it. or be quiet and explain after you mark it up.
whatever, i'm just a sissy. that's really all it is. :D

if i claim to be a wise man

it surely means that i don't know

haha hello? cameron is back in town. this is awesome. i think that next time he goes out of town it will be to a place that will allowe him to come back on weekends. at least every other weekend.
i really missed him. we'll see how much time i get with him this week. shouldn't be bad.

right now i'm at school, i just took a quiz and got a 60 but apparently i'm not the only one who failed, we'll see what happens. in the meantime i'm ready to go back to bed because i'm rather tired. and i just agreed to work 2 hours in the monring on thursday which means that i'm gonng abe really tired next class but i'll have 2 more hours under my belt at work, which can really only help me.

and i did hear from my brother, or rather, my mother did. he called to tell her that he was staying at a friend's house. i'm not sure why he thinks its ok to take off for what, 4 days? and just not call. and lord knows how long he'll be able to stay with this friend. but technically the only thing he did wrong was not call. i think we'll have to let him back if nothing else goes wrong. we'll see what goes down.

carry on wayward son

sooo... my brother has not been home in about 2 days. he had to work on tuesday and me and elise saw him at lunch, but then he didn't come home. and now here it is, thursday, and he's not home. i called his work and they said he hadn't been there but they weren't too specific.

well, i can't do anything but think and ponder about this song i like called 'carry on wayward son'
which is an old song from the 70s that is by a band called Kansas. when i asked my dad if he knew who the band was (before i figured it out), he thought maybe it was Boston. i guess the names of cities and states were popular band names in that decade.

either way i love this song because the part that everyone knows (carry on my wayward son/there'll be peace when you are done/lay your weary head to rest/don't you cry no more)
is accompanied by a lesser known jam session in between verses. it really is awesome. i never listened to classic rock by choice until about last year maybe the year before but i hadn't heard the full song before. now i've heard it like 10 times and each time i hear it i try to tell my passenger or friend about the pure awesome ness, but they don't seem to get it.

oh well. i shall enjoy it on my own.

the view from uhd

these pictures was taken at the same place, same time, and with the same camera phone. the awesome thing is that i just changed the setting from sunny (above) to night time (below).

makes for quite the beautiful scene, either way.

halloween

i'm the one on the right with too much make up on. this was last halloween at the flying saucer and it was AWESOME.

only problem? i have no idea what to go as this year. same holiday, but with a different costume and at a different bar. don't know what i'm supposed to do.

i was thinking pirate, but a pirate can go in too many directions. like from slutty to too masculine.

other than that i unfortunately don't have many ideas, besides the fact that i want to incorporate my new robe into the mix. its really cool. :D

although, wearing a robe to a bar is like throwing a white trash-themed party like silly and tasteless ashlee simpson. i like to think i would avoid throwing a party whose theme even involved the word trash.

hot fuzz

the movie hot fuzz is probably one of the best things that's ever happened to me. i would say that it falls into the same category as super troopers, but its a little more intelligent, i think.

speaking of best things that ever happened to me, lio definitely falls into that category. i mean check this comic out. there are 4 words written in this comic and its still obvious that lio has conquered death. how simple and how weighted this image is.

Deflation

Have you ever been in a situation where you're happy, the adrenaline is moving, you're making great conversation with multiple people, and then-
someone signs off without a goodbye?
it seems so trivial, actually, that writing about it now seems silly. But tears fell.
It had lots to do with the person in question, but they didn't mean any harm, no harm was really caused. just some bruised feelings.

luckily it will be better. when i get some sleep.

one of my favorite things is to ask simple questions.
like, are you happy?
are you smiling?
why not?
its a great conversation opener.