do you know what money laundering is?
cool problem from my calc midterm:
integral of dx/x * ln(x) evaluated from e to e^2
made me smile and look out the window as though at a bird. to grin at it in glee. although it was 9:30 and black out, and windy, and by windy I mean cold, and by black, I mean really really dark. so no bird.
today has been, I think, the calm before the storm. I now prepare to write a 5-7 page paper on one to three of the last three books we've read in freshman studies, none of which I have completed and one of which I only read 10 pages of. I plan to write about transmogrification, Calvin's, to be precise, but we shall see.
i'm a bit disappointed in myself at this predicament I've arrived at, but as said paper is due tomorrow afternoon (or thursdat morning if I must), I really don't think that sitting down to read three books that I'm not terribly interested in will help. excpet Chuang Tzu, I like that one.
and I think I have parasites (invader kind) in my stomach. I am hungry all the time and the resultant of all the eating isn't particularly "normal". though I really don't need to talk about it.
today my professor said to a friend over the phone during my lesson, "music-music-music, lots of playing, beer, and sleep, what could be better?" i hope he has a good time on tour next week...
and he told me all about money laundering, and how it relates to trumpet playing. have I ever said I love this professor? profusely.
well, gee. I shall jump into the white-capped gale I have created.
integral of dx/x * ln(x) evaluated from e to e^2
made me smile and look out the window as though at a bird. to grin at it in glee. although it was 9:30 and black out, and windy, and by windy I mean cold, and by black, I mean really really dark. so no bird.
today has been, I think, the calm before the storm. I now prepare to write a 5-7 page paper on one to three of the last three books we've read in freshman studies, none of which I have completed and one of which I only read 10 pages of. I plan to write about transmogrification, Calvin's, to be precise, but we shall see.
i'm a bit disappointed in myself at this predicament I've arrived at, but as said paper is due tomorrow afternoon (or thursdat morning if I must), I really don't think that sitting down to read three books that I'm not terribly interested in will help. excpet Chuang Tzu, I like that one.
and I think I have parasites (invader kind) in my stomach. I am hungry all the time and the resultant of all the eating isn't particularly "normal". though I really don't need to talk about it.
today my professor said to a friend over the phone during my lesson, "music-music-music, lots of playing, beer, and sleep, what could be better?" i hope he has a good time on tour next week...
and he told me all about money laundering, and how it relates to trumpet playing. have I ever said I love this professor? profusely.
well, gee. I shall jump into the white-capped gale I have created.