[I]t unfolded about the way I expected: two teams roughly evenly matched in their incompetence; one winning in the end only because at some point the game had to end and one of them had to win.
To be honest, I had planned on tracking the game through the intarweb (since watching wasn't going to be possible)... but long story short, I didn't. Between Christmas shopping, Chad coming home from roleplaying, and my knowledge that both teams were going to suck... yeah. It didn't happen. Which means, sadly enough, I didn't watch a single State game all year. Which is actually kinda depressing, but not as depressing as the fact that we haven't won more than 3 games in a season in the last 6 years.
Don't get me wrong, I still bleed maroon and white. And given the chance to go to a live game, I'll go no matter how bad I know we'll suck. :-) But it would be nice, at some point, to have a tiny bit of the crazyness (and winningness!) that we had my freshman year... Maybe next year?
ps... yeah, I know the pic is broken, I have no idea why. I'll fix it, as soon as I figure it out.
News and such... I survived Thanksgiving ;-) Not too badly, I might add, although don't ask Chad about the mashed potatoes (I don't think I've seen him laugh so hard in a long time). Everything else was good.
Now I'm at work, with a headcold, fixin to go home and then go to the mall and do some shopping of some sort.
There's something weird about walking outside the day after Thankgiving to 75 degree weather. Not that I'm really complaining, cause I do not like to be cold... but still, it seems odd.
Another Stats Quote: You could assign people to multiple gender conditions, but it would be expensive. And potentially difficult to get IRB approval for.
Random rantings So. I managed to put a miniature green staple through my thumb just now. I'm not sure how I did this, but it caused me to bleed on the stupid journal article that I was attempting to staple, and to jam up my stapler to such a point that I had to resort to needlenosed pliers to unjam it (why I have needlenose pliers in my desk as school... who knows). This also caused me to discover that I am probably anemic (I know, big suprise there), and I probably take way too much Advil (which is odd, since today was the first day in a week that I took any?). Long story short, I was beginnning to wonder if my blood would ever clot.
But it's all good now.
Also, updated to the new blogger. Not that I can really tell a huge difference, but at least now it's tied to my gmail (is this a good thing?).
You are an assassin. That means you are a proffessional and do your job without mixing any emotions in it. In your life you have probably been hurt many times and have gotten some mental scars. This results in you being distant from people. Though many think that you are evil, you are not. What you really are is a person, trying to forget your pain and past. You are the person who never seems to care and that is why being an assassin fits you good. Atleast, that's what people think. Even if you don't care that much for your victims, you still have the ability to care and to generally feel. It is not lost, just a little forgotten. In crowds you tend to not get to noticed, and dress in black or other discrete colours. You don't being in the spotlight and wish people would just leave you alone. But once you do get close to someone you have a hard time letting go and get real down if you loose him/her.
Main weapon: Sniper Quote:"The walls we build around us to keep out the sadness also keep out the joy" -Jim Rohn Facial expression: Narrowed eyes Take this quiz!
And it just keeps getting geekier... Only 60.356% geek. But I'm sure that's enough. I literally doubled David's score. Which is funny, and not really all that suprising.
Tests are the bane of my existance ... At least at the moment.
So yeah. Studying for a test. Which could be easier, I guess, except (return of the 6-point entry!):
I have no idea what this teacher expects. And it's only 5 questions. I mean really, that's a lot of room to screw up, you know?
I have recently lost my vocabulary. Seriously, I am reduced to having conversations about "the things with the stuff and the people"... which doesn't fly at Rice, suprisingly.
I hate tests. Why can't I just write a paper instead? (oh... right, the vocab thing. dammit.).
I have to make a good grade on this. Good grade = 87 or better to pull me to a B in the class. I'd settle for anything above, like, an 82 though.
This stuff shouldn't be that hard! I have no idea why it is! it's not technical or anyhthing, I guess I just don't get it or something. Stupid names and dates and studies. Can someone give me an algorithm, please? Or an equation? that would be awesome.
If I *weren't* studying for a test, I could be doing lots of way awesomer stuff. Like hanging out with people, or going to Karate, or sleeping. Sleep... now there's a thought...
Yeah, so I'm sure I'm not as bad as I sound, and really... I'll be doing a whole lot better about noon or so tomorrow. Assuming, you know, enough Mt. Dew exists in the world to keep me alive that long. :-)
At least I don't have to drive to school tomorrow. Yay for carpooling! :-)
Brilliant and sneaky: You are an Arcane Trickster!
Score! You have a prestige class. A prestige class can only be taken after you've fulfilled certain requirements. This may mean that you're an exceptionally talented person, but it probably doesn't.
Arcane Tricksters combine arcane magic with rogue skills and sensibilities. They use their magic to confuse their opponents or to augment their more mundane, roguish skills. If you thought it was annoying keeping an eye that that rogue, the Arcane Trickster is probably picking your pocket from the other side of the room.
Both smart and sneaky, you're probably the type of person that loves planning practical jokes... either that or knocking over banks.
My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
The raindrops as they're falling tell a story looks like it might (maybe) rain tonight. But... by the time it does, it will probably be dark, and running + rain + dark + scary construction = not allowed. Which is a shame... I've been threatening to go running for like, two and a half weeks or something. Eventually, I'll do it...
Anyway. In other Deedee News... I got a new (used) car. A 2003 Suzuki Areio. It's awesome. There might eventually be pictures, but yeah... haven't been so good on getting pictures online lately (hence the not having corset pictures up yet. The exist.. they just aren't on the intarweb).
This is my brain..... in part, at least.
