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Hey guys, it's me again. Back into the daily grind out here. Actually, it's a bit worse, cuz I let work pile up and, due to a couple other factors completely out of my control, I happen to have 6 supposedly weekly problem sets due in the next 3 days. So yeah, that should be . . . fun . . .
Here's an excerpt from my Math5 textbook:
"Note that the kernel of an action is precisely the same as the kernel of the associated permutation representation; in particular, if the kernel is a normal subgroup of G. Two group elements induce the same permutation on A if and only if they are in the same coset of the kernel (if and only if they are in the same fiber of the permutation representation phi). In particular, an action of G on A may also be viewed as a faithful action of the quotient group G/ker(phi). Recall from Section 2.2 that the stabilizer in G of an element a of A is a subgroup of G . . ."
And so on. Yeah so umm . . . fuck
Anyways, other than that, life is pretty good. I'm heading to frisbee practice soon, which should be interesting, cuz I took a bit of time off cuz my knee was feeling sore. We'll see how that turns out
"The finest line of poetry ever uttered in the history of this whole damn country was said by Canada Bill Jones in 1853, in Baton Rouge, while he was being robbed blind in a cooked game of faro. George Devol, who was, like Canada Bill, not a man who was averse to fleecing the odd sucker, drew Bill aside and asked him if he couldn't see the game was crooked. And Canada Bill sighed, and shrugged his shoulders, and said 'I know. But it's the only game in town.' And he went back to the game."
O yeah, so me and some Skurves were trying to name all of the pokemon from memory. We got up to 149. One hundred fucking forty-nine. God damn. This is gonna bug me all evening . . .
"Locl-Yocl: I helped the EMTs at a car wreck and got blood all over my arms and shirt. It looked like I murdered 20 people with a fork... anyway, I walked into a convieniance store down the street and said my girlfriend needs a tampon. The guy at the counter was mortified."
Noah out
Here's an excerpt from my Math5 textbook:
"Note that the kernel of an action is precisely the same as the kernel of the associated permutation representation; in particular, if the kernel is a normal subgroup of G. Two group elements induce the same permutation on A if and only if they are in the same coset of the kernel (if and only if they are in the same fiber of the permutation representation phi). In particular, an action of G on A may also be viewed as a faithful action of the quotient group G/ker(phi). Recall from Section 2.2 that the stabilizer in G of an element a of A is a subgroup of G . . ."
And so on. Yeah so umm . . . fuck
Anyways, other than that, life is pretty good. I'm heading to frisbee practice soon, which should be interesting, cuz I took a bit of time off cuz my knee was feeling sore. We'll see how that turns out
"The finest line of poetry ever uttered in the history of this whole damn country was said by Canada Bill Jones in 1853, in Baton Rouge, while he was being robbed blind in a cooked game of faro. George Devol, who was, like Canada Bill, not a man who was averse to fleecing the odd sucker, drew Bill aside and asked him if he couldn't see the game was crooked. And Canada Bill sighed, and shrugged his shoulders, and said 'I know. But it's the only game in town.' And he went back to the game."
O yeah, so me and some Skurves were trying to name all of the pokemon from memory. We got up to 149. One hundred fucking forty-nine. God damn. This is gonna bug me all evening . . .
"Locl-Yocl: I helped the EMTs at a car wreck and got blood all over my arms and shirt. It looked like I murdered 20 people with a fork... anyway, I walked into a convieniance store down the street and said my girlfriend needs a tampon. The guy at the counter was mortified."
Noah out