At Least They're Rational
Published by Tom at 10/14/2005 10:50:00 PM.
Apparently, because New York has received a few drops of rain, United Airlines has decided to cancel my flight. Instead of flying out today at 5:30 PM, I get to wake up at 5:00 AM tomorrow to fly to New York. Thanks United!
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Give Me A Chance, I Love You.
Published by Tom at 10/14/2005 03:47:00 AM.
I have a Latin midterm tomorrow. It's today, actually. As of this writing, it's 2:45 AM, Eastern Standard Time, and I'm realizing that I need more and more practice in Latin.
With the same attention to detail that a serial killer uses, I've systematically and mythodically written out the six nouns I need to know for the exam along with their declensions. On six sheets of paper, I have organized these words into rows and columns. A quick multiplication (5 columns wide x 30 words tall x 6 double sided pages) reveals that I wrote over 1500 words to practice for this midterm.
What is so shocking, dear reader, is that I haven't been keeping up in Latin like I should have all semester long. It'll be interesting to see how I fare.
This afternoon, Bob and I will be flying out of Dayton International Airport (ha) to New York for my Uncle's wedding. My uncle is a cop and his fiancee's father works in "waste management." Oh, irony!
I'll be back Sunday night. I'll be missing the hell out of all of you.
P.S., I know I've been sketchy about updating. Give me a chance, I love you.
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With the same attention to detail that a serial killer uses, I've systematically and mythodically written out the six nouns I need to know for the exam along with their declensions. On six sheets of paper, I have organized these words into rows and columns. A quick multiplication (5 columns wide x 30 words tall x 6 double sided pages) reveals that I wrote over 1500 words to practice for this midterm.
What is so shocking, dear reader, is that I haven't been keeping up in Latin like I should have all semester long. It'll be interesting to see how I fare.
This afternoon, Bob and I will be flying out of Dayton International Airport (ha) to New York for my Uncle's wedding. My uncle is a cop and his fiancee's father works in "waste management." Oh, irony!
I'll be back Sunday night. I'll be missing the hell out of all of you.
P.S., I know I've been sketchy about updating. Give me a chance, I love you.




