Jul 14, 2005 10:57
I feel like I've been hit by a Carleton Specc'ed warrior. It's the best I've felt in years.
Harry Potter 6 comes out tomorrow night. I've pre-ordered the book. Does anyone want to go to the release party at midnight? No? I figured.
Looks like my presentation will be next week. The prof hasn't even come up with a tentative schedule yet, and we're at least two days behind in class already. Dumbshits couldn't understand the differences between systematic discrimination, individual discrimination and institutionalized discrimination. I thought the words explain themselves pretty well.
I got the high score in my Minorities, Crime and Social Policy class on last Friday's quiz. That was 9/10. The one I missed was so painfully obvious that I'd have plucked my own eye out if I hadn't been too busy gloating silently to myself about how much higher my score was than everyone else's. (read: pride issues)
Yesterday's bowling high score: 107. I'm obviously not scoring any higher. But, there's definately a difference in my skill. I'm getting very good at putting the ball right where I want it and knocking nine pins down at once. But I'm still not picking up the single remaining pin to get the spare, and the lack of strikes and spares isn't helping anything. That's why jagoff's like Frankenstein in the next lane (walks around with his shoulders up, not bending his elbows, and his arms out at angles from his body, looking like Frankenstein) keep getting higher scores than me. He throws gutterballs half the time, but the other half of the time, he gets lucky strikes (hey, is that where that comes from?). You know it's luck because he's just as surprised as everyone else when he hits something. Big clumsy doof.
Okay, off to class with me.