I don't remember the math on the SAT. I remember it on the GRE. There was a lot of geometry. There were all these questions based on a figure that had parallel lines and triangles. Some essential concept that I couldn't remember linked them all together.
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Oh Ginger, thanks for the gifts for the little ones. They were quite nice.
Yep, I want to say that my verbal score was well over 100 points higher than my math. Maybe closer to 200. The math is not with me.
I just saw the video. That was so much fun! How cool. I hope it causes a big boost in book sales.
connie, insent in a minute.
You're welcome, Gud. Your kids are very cute.
Gah. The reboot DID work, it's just that the house had dropped to 56 degrees, and it's taking it forever to warm up again.
I love the video! Very cool. I love deb's voice.
yay I saw the video. and laughed a lot. such fun...
congradulations -t !
I think there is only decaf coffee in the house I want real coffee - but I am not going outside in the stupid rain. It has been three weeks of rain everyday. blech.
Congratulations, -t!
Another vote here for People Chow. Don't care about flavor--Rice Chex would be okay. Or peanut.
I think I'm a little hurt that whatever my tagline is, or when I change it, it's invisible to P-C.
I have to go do banking for my mom. Don' wanna.
catching up, sloooooooowly.
both my cat and my DH think I should go to bed. the fact that I want to say "you're not the boss of me" makes me think that they might be right.
I'm comm'ing this, if no one else beats me to it.
I was taught "Please Excuse My Dear Aunt Sally."
Which is a mnemonic for:
Parentheses Exponents Mulitplication Division Addition Subtraction
Please excuse my dear Aunt Sally. She tried making me learn math. She's dead now.
The Great Write Way folks thank you. (Or, perhaps, may kill you.)
Second option.
Teppy, if you could arrange to dream about Colin Firth showing up at my door, naked, with my student loan cancellation papers clenched in his pretty fist, I'd be appriciative. Thanks in advance.
You may have the student loan cancellation. Touch Colin and you die. He's my chewtoy!
-t! Woot!
I have no recollection of anything on the SATs - it was 1969, for fuck's sake - but I do know that they all went wow at the English skill stuff and the math stuff was also wow, but with a very different tone in their voices.