Friday, January 16, 2004
I just returned from Imo's Pizza, where I applied for a position and consumed a meatball-and-cheese sandwich. Actually, I would have been sated with just the Mountain Dew I imbibed with my meal. Mountain Dew always slakes my thirst.at 10:21 AM
And on the subject of Latin roots ("imbibed" comes from the Latin word for "to drink"), I purchased a collegiate dictionary with the Barnes and Noble gift card I received from Grandmother and Grandfather Keith this Christmas. I used the remaining balance on Get Fuzzy: House Rule #4: The Dog Is Not A Toy and used my own limited funds to acquire its sequel, Get Fuzzy 2: Fuzzy Logic. Bucky is a mixture of April's cat and Happy, who was my aunt Michelle's cat (though he lived with her parents after she moved out). Kat is tubby and irreverent; Happy delighted in chaos and destruction.
Yesterday my algebra teacher assigned semester-long groups. We are to work together on homeworks, class assignments, and projects, presumably. My cluster includes myself and three little boys: George, Ben, and Phil. George appears a sissy (in the classic sense of the term), which thankfully appears not to phase Ben and Phil, who appear to be non-sissies. Ben looks like a very tall twelve year-old, and wears his hair long and swept over his eyes (perhaps to mask his youth, or perhaps because he likes to wear his hair that way). George and Ben seem content to remain passive in any decision-making processes. Phil might be a little more similar to me- he doesn't lead or come up with ideas naturally, but he'll do it when left with no other option. Oh, and our instructor (Mr. Herdlick) insisted each group find a mathematical name for itself. We are "The Exponents", because we've got the power... heh.
After I fetch the mail, I suppose I'll journey into the wide open world again in search of gainful employment.
