I did laundry last night. Exciting. Today I need to get more sharps and insulin and a few groceries. But first I need to shower. I've been lazy since about 11. Time to shower. Really.
Natter 40: The Nice One
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Yay Jesse!
Not me, mang. Jessica. I have no yay as of yet.
Here's how you know how bad I am: I bought cat food and half and half at the deli, so as to avoid grocery shopping for another couple of days.
I'll do all your loundry for you, if you plot my graphs for me. I'll even help grocery shopping (the cousin who had me for the weekend said I was very good at that). Any takers?
Not me, mang. Jessica. I have no yay as of yet.
Oops. Sorry. No fair having Jars, then Jesse, then Jessica post.
(But I think you get a Yay anyway, just because.)
I am so over Samuel L Jackson. It feels weird.
I have ... well, I've made breakfast for my father, so that's something.
Now I'm off to see how much assisting I'm up to, and how much embarassment I can handle with my father in attendance.
Jesse -- go do some stuff. Jessica, rest.
Good luck ita, and try not to faint, even if they do have padded floors.
Announcement: A cup of starbucks anniversary blend combined with a scoop of Haagen Daaz Light Vanilla Bean ice cream = gooooood
Analysis: I may drag my ass off the couch sometime today after all.
So, nobody wants to plot my graphs instead of their to-do list? Will I have to continue doing it on my own, no help in the world, no matter what?
Fine. But I'm going to plot them in pretty colors, all purples and pinks and nice shades of crimson, so it's your loss. And then I'm going to Rorschach them (and check the spelling of "Rorschach") and you wouldn't know what I'm talking about. So there.
I wish I had plotting to do! But no, I must plod through various accounts of Indian history, feeling woefully undersourced.
Er, or go attack the algebra or medieval calculus again. Honestly, Indian history sounds better. But if anyone has any insight into Fermat's method of measuring the area under a hyperbola as it applies to measuring the area under a parabola, let me know.
Huh. I've hennaed my feet by accident.
Emily! I didn't get to post with you since you announced it, but congratulations on your teacher's license!
I've hennaed my feet by accident.
In Jewish weddings of may of the Sepharadi communities, there's a pre-wedding ceremony in which the hands of the guests (including the bride and groom) are being colored by henna. Maybe you can claim a similar old-time ceremony, only with feet? Maybe you can even try to tie it up to your history (of math, right?) homework?