previously on the real world
Before I commit my night to statistics, and by commit I mean “entirely enslave my flesh to the chains of probability distributions and p-value extravaganzas”, I would like to say a few words.
First, the on-campus coffee shop place, that I mentioned earlier for crudely refering to iced lattes as “phrappucinos”, does not have coffee. They close at midnight every day and at 10:20pm this evening, nope, we just don’t have any coffee. Delightful. Plus, their bread bowls for soup were moldy. Fantastique!
Second, my spring semester schedule looks like this: PUNCH, KNIFE, STABSTABSTAB, collapppssseeeeee. Once I finalize it this week, I will post a synopsis of the “balance” I’ll be maintaining in the coming months. No kidding, I have early morning classes and late night classes, every morning and night. For some reason, none of my courses are offered in the afternoon. Granted I am also committing myself to the “madness called the Industrial Design minor”. It will be worth it.
Third. After my soup minus the bread bowl, I got back in line for some hot chocolate. The guy in front of me ordered some; the machine wasn’t working. The server then proceeded to open the hot chocolate machine and, alas, I should have averted my eyes. Hot chocolate innards were everywhere; these are the types of scenarios you try to avoid while gracefully flipping channels and blindly assume you’ll never get caught with a glimpse of open heart surgery. I vacated my spot in line quite abruptly.
October 17th, 2005 at 12:33 am
I hope that your night improves, with or without a hot beverage. Good luck with the stats!
October 18th, 2005 at 1:47 am
That coffee shop sounds so sketchy. “Phrappuccinos”, lack of coffee, mouldy bread, gross hot chocolate - you’re better off spending your caffeine money elsewhere!
October 18th, 2005 at 12:23 pm
http://toothpastefordinner.com/101805/fifth-law.gif
eeeeeexactly.
October 19th, 2005 at 2:05 am
Stew - The on-campus place, Deets, is actually one of the places around here that accepts our dining, “Flex”, dollars of our meal plan. It’s a cheap way to get coffee or ice cream, but I would never, ever use my cash to get coffee from there. The proximity and speed of transaction make it preferable, sometimes.
Abigail - Ha. That is me in the spring. Wait. Now it’s not funny.