Yeah, as I suspected. You guys started a week earlier than us, but are currently more than a month ahead of us - we're just looking at factor groups, and will certainly not be getting to rings this semester. How annoying. Guess that "Ivy League" stamp doesn't guarantee extra learning, surprise surprise.
Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Guess that "Ivy League" stamp doesn't guarantee extra learning, surprise surprise.
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Such a fine line between warm fuzzies and butt-kissing. I was really impressed with the school, though I don't know much about their curriculum. I'm just so uncomfortable with the whole saying-nice-things thing. It's pretty much the same thing as not liking to get flowers for the first six months of a relationship. We just don't know each other well enough for me to feel comfortable fawning over the disciplinary policy!
And yet, that's what you do. It's a good point, Ginger, thanks. And Robin, good call. Off to edit.
D., are you using the same book? Hey, maybe you're just going into more depth, or... something.
Such a fine line between warm fuzzies and butt-kissing.
Ah, but if there ever was a time for sucking up, it's in the post-interview e-mail. It's not like you're going to say, "You have the best school ever ever in the history of the world and I want to stay there until I collapse in the middle of an equation, struck down by the chalk dust that smells like the finest perfume to me."
Heh, I just checked, and yeah, we are using the same text.
We're supposed to cover the same material by the end of the second semester as you guys. We'll see if that happens..
I feel like the bad wife. our anniversay is the Saturday - and originally it looked like we couldn't really do anything. Now we could , but we have stuff going on that day that makes it most likely we will beat that night. ( and $$) I know it is our 10th . But we all ready had a big discussion about how nice it was that we felt we didin't need to anything major, 'cause everyday matters more than one day.
Ah, but if there ever was a time for sucking up, it's in the post-interview e-mail.
Oh, I know. I'm just awful at it, and it makes me feel dirty.
I'm terrible at it too. I have to consciously force myself to do it.
Okay, done sent it.
Last night I decided to check on the Boston Public Schools page, and it turns out there are actually a number of math jobs posted. Guess I oughta do something about that, huh? I was sort of assuming that if they were Boston schools they'd also be posted on the state jobs site, which emails me when it finds a match, but apparently not. Damn.