Spike's Bitches 29: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[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.
Here's an example of a math lesson with kinesthetic stuff... I have a resume I'm submitting to a creative firm. I want it to stand out among the hundreds they'll no doubt receive so I'm submitting it in the form of a paper construction. That is, I'll submit it flat, but it will be able to be assembled into a shape. If I were better at math, I'd be able to figure out how to break the 3-D form into a 2-D paper cutout. But I'm awful at math so it's going to involve a lot of trial and error on my part.
It's surprising how little I was able to find on the web about this subject. I have great admiration for those folks who design innovative packaging that was clearly assembled from one piece. When I was in 4th grade, a kid's parent who did paper 3-d works came in and presented. It's a real artform.
Anyway, applying the math learned in school to that would be really cool.
I don't get the urge often, but when I do, I tend to do a whole top to bottom clean and re-org.
Heh, I get like this too.
And I am a control-freaky type with my things, and when I lose track of things I go SO INSANE, like head splodey and accelerated heart rate and stuff.
Has the remote turned up yet?
Today will be a research day. All day!
Well, I had a 'date' tonight with one of the other women from my dating dilemma. I tried to let her down easy, explain to her that I was seeing someone else and so I couldn't get involved with her. There were tears, of course. But I got myself back under control eventually.
I rarely lose my keys (and never my glasses, since if they're not on my face they're less than an arm's length away), but yesterday I did lock myself out of my apartment. Fortunately, DH was only half an hour behind me coming home, but it was a cooooold 30 minutes on the stoop waiting.
So far today, I have made falafel. (Just the "batter" -- it has to sit in the fridge for several hours before I can form the balls and fry them, but still. Go me!)
We are all headed to brunch this morning. I'm very excited about it - breakfast in a warm cozy place with other people. Maybe I'm so happy because Ellie slept for 9! hours! last night!!!
Yay for finding JZ's glasses!
Today will be a research day. All day!
Same here...well, studying anyway...not so much with the researching, but there will be a little of that too.
Maybe I'm so happy because Ellie slept for 9! hours! last night!!!
That's wonderful! Go Ellie!
Wow! 9 hours is wonderful. And how many hours did Stephanie sleep?
I lose stuff all the time. Fortunately I am also find it girl. I both lose and break glasses so I wear contacts now.
Break time for me. I just put together a 21 page pdf with airline reservations, 3 hotel reservations, car reservation, and 7 directions maps for various legs of Brendon's trip to California tomorrow. Now I feel all organized.
Ugh, this sucks. Between working the PA gig during the week, and the play on the weekends, I have learned whole new meanings of the word tired.
Lately, especially when working the play, I've gotten so tired it hurts.
Today's task: coming up with formative assessment for inscribed angles. Ooh. Ooh, I just had an idea. Don't know if it'll work, but it's an idea.
Between working the PA gig during the week, and the play on the weekends, I have learned whole new meanings of the word tired.
How much longer till you get some rest time?
And, ugh.