Woo Tuesday…
Happy election day to all of you who worship politics as its own religion. I will not be participating in this year's election day for a couple of reasons…1) I'm not registered to vote in the elections that directly affect me, 2) Shelbyville is a long way away, 3) I don't think any of the people running for office diserve to be there after watching their campaigns. My predictions….more Republicans than Democrats in office after today is over. My reasoning….GWB.
Monday didn't seem as long as usual. I got done with my graveyard then went home for some oh so thrilling homework (it's really hard to convey sarcasm with text). While at class, I realized how crackheadded my math professor is. I had been suspecting it since he told our class that the way Americans subtract something like 34653 – 26589 is wrong. He decided that he would teach us the "right way" to subtract. Whatever…as long as 5 – 4 = 1, then I'm happy. I don't care how I get there. As if teaching us how to subtract isn't enough (I mean honestly, we're in college here), he can't really speak english so you can understand him. I will refer to him as The German… Last Monday, he was trying to explain to us that it is a lot easier to draw a picture to simplify an equation than it is to actually do the math and find an answer… The German is on many kinds of crack.
The classroom for that class is in a computer lab…a macintosh computer lab (as if The German wasn't enough). So during the intelectually stimulating class, I decide to print out some directions for my foray to Indianapolis this evening to see Bob Dylan. I get my directions all ready to be printed and hit print. well, the stupid crackheadded randomly stoned print queue at IU ate my print job. Now this wouldn't have been a problem HAD I SAVED THE DIRECTIONS…so as we talk, (well, as you read) I am working on finding these directions again…
Informatics 101 was cake…as usual. The class is such a waste of my time. The only reason I go is because there is "participation" credit as well as all the candy you care to eat from Dr. D's CVS bag. Other than the candy, the class insults my inteligence. Yesterday was M118, Finite Mathematics in a nutshell (look at me, I'm finite in a nutshell). This class is basically taling theories that have been developed in other areas (math, econ, biology) and applying it to information theory…woo. It's a 100 level class….what can I say.
That brings us to Winnie the Pooh…two words…no clue. Just like the rest of the world, Pooh has no idea what Informatics is or what he should be teaching us. On the same side of the fish, the class is impossible because the students don't know what to learn because the class is so broad.
Marching Hundred…if all of my classes were this easy, I would have a 4.0. I swear at about 5:00 last night, the temperature dropped 10 degrees. I was all warm, fat and happy (not so much fat really) before 5; however, right as 5:00 rolled around, my hands were pink and frozen.
Enough about my classes…now on to my life.
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The support center guys just left….they replaced a headphone cord. They get paid something like $20 an hour to do that….I want their job.
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Things are going well in the life of Tom. Like I mentioned yesterday, I'm going to see Bob Dylan in concert today. I'm excited about that. That's about all there is going on in my life right now.
I bet these blog posts of mine will become a rant session where all I do is complain about my classes. Oh well, such is the life of a college student.
Quote of the day "Where is the printer" –Random stoner in the Union computer lab…
So it goes…
