Dating a mathematician

The one bad thing about dating a mathematician: ANYTHING I say I have to prove. Maybe its just a girl thing.

I was reading the introduction to a book, and it said it included a spoiler for the book, so I was like, "Damn, I can't even read the introdution!". Lori then said, "It isn't an introduction.", to which I pointed my finger to the top of the page. Grr!!! Women!

Mistakes

Thought this was cool:

"Listen. Easy now," said the old man gently. "I know, I know. You're afraid of making mistakes. DON'T BE. Mistakes can be profited by. Man, when I was younger I shoved my ignorance in people's faces. They beat me with sticks. By the time I was forty my blunt intrument had been honed to a fine cutting point for me. If you hide your ignoracne, no one will hit you and you'll never learn."

-Faber from Farenheit 451

Updates

Haven't posted in awhile, so I figured I could make time for a quick update. Yesterday was a lot of fun. Lori, Kelly, and I went to stl for the day. We had lunch with John at Cici's, then Lori and I went to a musical show called "Blast" at the Fox. It was awesome. They had some snare drummers that were amazing. The had several soloist acts and different dancing type acts as well. Lori described it as a marching band on crack. We then went to dinner at the "Drunken Fish", which was very good. We finished the night by watching "Refer Madness" back at John's. Overall a very fun time.

School has been very hectic so far. My priorities this semester are my job search (1), my school (2), and then my OM job. The OM job has been pretty busy these first couple of weeks, but it will cool off pretty soon (just in time for school to pick up). Anyways, back to it!

~Icetoah (I Can't Even Think Of A Handle)

Brien, Kristen is the middle one.

1am Philosopie. Anyone want a slice?

Well, its been an interesting weekend to say the least. My world has been flipped upside this weekend by almost all of my friends. Let's review:

John - A job is going to be a job no matter what. Pilar hasn't ever been wrong has she? I still say give it more than a week before you pass judgement on all of the working class. My prime example here is Ray. He has been working a 40++ hour a week job since junior year of highschool. He has managed to still find a lot of time to party and make new friends. He has had several relationships (some at the same time), and has still managed to do pretty good for himself. Anyways, just give it a little more time.

Brien - You were a large part of flipping my world around this weekend. Holy cow, I can't believe you hooked up with a girl in Spain! I still need to ask you about your inpressions about this girl, is it just someone to mess around with? Your hesitation to discuss has left wondering if it was more, but I didn't have time to inquire further. I'm sorry that Meghan found out (it wasn't me!!!), but now pretty much everyone knows. I guess I can wait for the blog update for more...

Another friend went through quite an ordeal this weekend. This friend was put in a crappy situation, and I wish I could have done something more to help. Sorry...

As for me? Well, contemplating the future and the present as always. John's grim view of the workplace has given me a better appreciation for my school life. I don't know if I ever posted that Lori and I broke-up, but we've still been hanging out a lot so far this semester. Being friends with her this semester has been better than being together all last semester in what was a very "solemn" relationship. We'll just have to see what happens! Overall, the glass is still half full, just like it always has been.

"Bartender! Top me off please!"

"If you don't stop playing with my sausage, I'm putting it away."

Title is from the Naruto New Year Episode. Only 13 more weeks of filler!

This is going to be a quick post, I want to get to bed tonight. But before I do, I want to blast the losers who use their blog to bitch about their life. Its easy to tell the whiner's from the title of their post. Anything about "confusion, uncertainty, happiness/unhappiness, suicide, or mistakes" are good signs. You can't make or buy fucking happiness. Happiness doesn't come from what you have, its being happy with what you've got. The number 1 indicator of scholastic achievement (which I'm going to correlate to success/happiness/whatever the fuck you want) is family income. Not race or gender, but family income. I know people from the top and I know people from the bottom. The main difference is my friends don't bitch either way about it.

Well, that wasn't as clear as I would have liked, but its been a long day. My advice to the unhappy is to stop complaining! Stay tuned for more upbeat stuff later!