Monthly Archives: November 2005
Gems and Grammar
I don’t just want to make a collection of weird things found on-line (go to www.Cynical-C.com for that) but I just have to share this, uh, gem. Whoever came up with Life Gems must have been playing a little too … Continue reading
Stercus Fit
Today we had a pop vocab and translation quiz in Latin and I was brilliant! Ok, maybe not quite brilliant, because my translation involved “herd of bulls” and I don’t really think bulls run in herds. But for almost two … Continue reading
The Romans and the Vikings
I just found out that SportsIllustrated.com does a live football score, with a little legend that explains what happened each quarter. I learned this interesting bit of information because I’m idly following the Vikings’ progress as I do my Latin … Continue reading
And in Conclusion, I’m Moving to China
I am moving to China in February to teach English for a year. There are many reasons, the first is that I want to go to China. And no, I don’t speak Chinese. I’m hoping to be posted at a … Continue reading
A Not-So-Good Day
Today I had an existential crisis a job interview! I need a job so badly that I applied for claims processing at a rental equipment insurance company. So when Company A offers a gym or a salon, but doesn’t actually … Continue reading
Cockroach Cluster
Last night, Paula and I were doing our Latin in Herter Hall. By “doing our Latin”, I mean we were chatting with our Latin books open. She was telling me the flowers she’s picked for her wedding (orange roses, which … Continue reading
Hallmark Rejects
If I ran Hallmark, I would make the following cards: 1) Sorry I got you killed last night. I leveled now so I won’t do it again. 2) Sure you bombed that test, but at least you did better than … Continue reading
Night Of The Knitting Dead
Someone with a twisted psyche has knitted zombies. I have more to say, but I’m off to crochet some mythical beasts now.
This Is Not Our Destiny Part. 2
Today I was walking into Herter for Prof. Barton’s class when I heard someone shout “This is not your destiny!” I recognized his voice but I couldn’t find Marcus for a moment because he was leaning off the fifth floor … Continue reading
