Tara ,'Empty Places'
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I could follow the formulas and stuff, and od the little problems, but I never got what any of it meant. I never understood what a cos or a sin was, and what the answers I was getting meant.
Yup. The tragedy of the American... wait, you're not in the US, are you? Okay, the tragedy of western math education then.
The truth -- I'm sorry, I never intended for you to see that email. I'll forgive you if you forgive me.
This.
This is very satisfying to turn my words into a bed.
This is very cool.
Speaking of words and beds, I actually got a good night's sleep. The first in awhile. I think it was having the fan/AC running in the room all night--when I woke up in the middle of the night, I'd fall asleep again 5 minutes later because the white noise drowned out all the little noises, DH's occasional snoring, etc. Which made me realized how tired I've been ever since we moved to the new place--we stopped using an air filter thingummy because the place seemed better ventilated somehow. But I miss that steady whir.
Anyway (because I really am speaking of words too), this morning I'm regretting going ranty on one of my online weekly critique partners. I mean, she clearly didn't get what I was trying to accomplish in the scene. I knew it hadn't worked and was asking for ideas for how to fix it, but she seemed to have a problem with the concept as well as the execution...and, well, the concept in question is What the Whole Story is About. Power and justice and who deserves to have power. So I was all, "Don't you understand what I'm trying do to here? And haven't you yet noticed that everything I write is about power, that it's my core theme?!" And now that I've slept, I'm all embarrassed and wishing I'd said all that with about 90% less ranting.
How do people get up and go straight into the shower? My whole family (except me) does this, and I just don't get it. I have to be up for at least an hour before I'm ready for that step.
How do people get up and go straight into the shower? My whole family (except me) does this, and I just don't get it. I have to be up for at least an hour before I'm ready for that step.
I have no idea. I can't do it either. TCG can get up shower and leave for work in about a half hour and be able to drive to work. I need to be up for a while before I am functional.
The tragedy of the American... wait, you're not in the US, are you? Okay, the tragedy of western math education then.
Irish Maths Tragedy. Good headline. Well, we're not really known for being good at maths, I suppose...
How do people get up and go straight into the shower? My whole family (except me) does this, and I just don't get it. I have to be up for at least an hour before I'm ready for that step.
The right headed approach is to wait a bit and wake up. DH does the wake and walk directly to shower thing too. Don't understand.
In craziness news, it's going to get up to 76 in Kansas today.
I don't understand the people who can get up as soon as the alarm goes off. I have to hit snooze at least three times before I can drag myself out of bed. And that's down from eight or nine snoozes when I was a teenager, so I'm actually pretty proud. Boy can get up and be going as soon as he hears the first beep though.
I can do my waking up in the shower, but not when it's cold out. I have to be able to think well enough to get the water temperature comfortable in the wintertime. Not so critical in the summer - I can apparently avoid scorching myself even half-asleep.
I don't understand the people who wait until they get to the office to have coffee. How can you drive before coffee?