The bus trip down to CEE was nothing special. Except that bus 3 got lost and arrived 15 minutes later. And that when we arrived and were waiting on the buses Karol mooned all of us on bus 1 (and didn't get in trouble for it). But other than that...
I must say the food is pretty bad here. For dinner yesterday I ate only potatoes and was pretty hungry afterward as a result; thankfully there were snacks later. The snacks were bought by the teachers from the local convenience store, called Wawa (?). It is significant that they were bought by teachers; as Wawa is, strictly speaking, off campus, we were not allowed to go there. Which didn't stop some people (specifically Karol and Mike Park). Who got caught. And sent home. They think more people actually went, but they're letting them off more easily if they confess.
Back to the food. Where are the hamburgers? There were no hamburgers at either lunch or dinner yesterday, though at lunch there were hamburger buns. We haven't had lunch today yet, maybe there will be today. Interestingly, the breakfast cereals are left out all day, so had Cocoa Puffs for desert at lunch yesterday. :D
We really have more free time than our schedule shows. However, I am wasting most of this specific block of free time on the computer. Oh well. I still have not really been able to start a game of anything... except that last night we played Mafia. I can say this for it: it was better than bus Mafia. And, amazingly enough, we got JT to play[0]. I keep telling JT I'm going to teach him Carcassonne, it's a very simple game (really! :D ), but I said I figured I'd settle for teaching him Mafia. And this is his first Mafia game? :-/ Alan Kim kept cheating (thankfully eventually he stopped playing), Josh (as God) thought the Mafia could kill two people, random accusations seemed to be the most common, the dead said too much, people didn't turn in their cards when they died - and, except for the one game I was God, we weren't playing reveal cards on death, - games had to be thrown out constantly...
The one time I was God I got impeached *again*. I really don't understand why, though. I mean, last time, AIUI, it was for trying to make the story interesting and failing miserably, and for my stupid insistence of having my bizarre indicators of who was formally being accused, right? This time I kept it simple. Only one person, I forget who - was it Maxx? - gave me any reason at all; he said I was slowing down the game too much. Slowing down the game? These people were playing it too fast! I don't even see how I *was* slowing down the game; I was just letting it go, really. The other gods rushed votes, ISTM.
It took me a *long* time to fall asleep last night - probably due to all that caffeine. Hah, Maxx at one point actually said I seemed drunk. Of course I was acting no differently than normally - well, I was, if by "normally" you mean "how I generally act in school". He just hadn't seen me that way before. That I kept spilling my Coke (and that a few times I accidentally poured myself Pepsi instead, and that I got some math I was trying to explain to him horribly wrong... but then that's normal, remember my bad distributive property? :-/ ) probably didn't help much. :P
I was woken up by - well, no, I think I was already awake by that time. Which means I was up pretty early. Maybe the sun woke me up? Anyway, they said Mr. Russo was going to go around knocking on everybody's doors, which he did, but not before he walked down the hallway playing a saxophone *really loudly*. At least Maxx said it was Mr. Russo, and that he was playing an actual saxophone.
At breakfast somebody said something about eggs, and someone else said "Whatever floats your boat." I noted that since eggs are denser than water[3], a boat would float on eggs. If they were fluid, which they're not. Then we started questioning whether eggs *are* denser than water. Maxx insisted that an egg floats only after you cook it. I said this is impossible; you're not changing the mass, and, because of the shell (and he *was* talking about in the shell) you're not changing the volume. I mean I suppose there's some thermal expansion but that's got to be pretty insignificant and anyway you can wait for it to cool down. Finally Josh got so annoyed that he went and took a bit of his scrambled eggs and dropped it in my water. We concluded that, at least when scrambled, eggs do not float. Except he did it again later, and it did float. I think it actually floated the first time too, it's just that the water was too shallow for us to notice.
So, leaving out all the college stuff, ie, the whole actual point of this place, that pretty much catches me up to the present.
-Sniffnoy
[0]See footnote 0 of "For Sufficiently Small Values of Field Day".
[3]Except, I didn't actually know that was true. It just came out of nowhere, really.
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I must say the food is pretty bad here. For dinner yesterday I ate only potatoes and was pretty hungry afterward as a result; thankfully there were snacks later. The snacks were bought by the teachers from the local convenience store, called Wawa (?). It is significant that they were bought by teachers; as Wawa is, strictly speaking, off campus, we were not allowed to go there. Which didn't stop some people (specifically Karol and Mike Park). Who got caught. And sent home. They think more people actually went, but they're letting them off more easily if they confess.
Back to the food. Where are the hamburgers? There were no hamburgers at either lunch or dinner yesterday, though at lunch there were hamburger buns. We haven't had lunch today yet, maybe there will be today. Interestingly, the breakfast cereals are left out all day, so had Cocoa Puffs for desert at lunch yesterday. :D
We really have more free time than our schedule shows. However, I am wasting most of this specific block of free time on the computer. Oh well. I still have not really been able to start a game of anything... except that last night we played Mafia. I can say this for it: it was better than bus Mafia. And, amazingly enough, we got JT to play[0]. I keep telling JT I'm going to teach him Carcassonne, it's a very simple game (really! :D ), but I said I figured I'd settle for teaching him Mafia. And this is his first Mafia game? :-/ Alan Kim kept cheating (thankfully eventually he stopped playing), Josh (as God) thought the Mafia could kill two people, random accusations seemed to be the most common, the dead said too much, people didn't turn in their cards when they died - and, except for the one game I was God, we weren't playing reveal cards on death, - games had to be thrown out constantly...
The one time I was God I got impeached *again*. I really don't understand why, though. I mean, last time, AIUI, it was for trying to make the story interesting and failing miserably, and for my stupid insistence of having my bizarre indicators of who was formally being accused, right? This time I kept it simple. Only one person, I forget who - was it Maxx? - gave me any reason at all; he said I was slowing down the game too much. Slowing down the game? These people were playing it too fast! I don't even see how I *was* slowing down the game; I was just letting it go, really. The other gods rushed votes, ISTM.
It took me a *long* time to fall asleep last night - probably due to all that caffeine. Hah, Maxx at one point actually said I seemed drunk. Of course I was acting no differently than normally - well, I was, if by "normally" you mean "how I generally act in school". He just hadn't seen me that way before. That I kept spilling my Coke (and that a few times I accidentally poured myself Pepsi instead, and that I got some math I was trying to explain to him horribly wrong... but then that's normal, remember my bad distributive property? :-/ ) probably didn't help much. :P
I was woken up by - well, no, I think I was already awake by that time. Which means I was up pretty early. Maybe the sun woke me up? Anyway, they said Mr. Russo was going to go around knocking on everybody's doors, which he did, but not before he walked down the hallway playing a saxophone *really loudly*. At least Maxx said it was Mr. Russo, and that he was playing an actual saxophone.
At breakfast somebody said something about eggs, and someone else said "Whatever floats your boat." I noted that since eggs are denser than water[3], a boat would float on eggs. If they were fluid, which they're not. Then we started questioning whether eggs *are* denser than water. Maxx insisted that an egg floats only after you cook it. I said this is impossible; you're not changing the mass, and, because of the shell (and he *was* talking about in the shell) you're not changing the volume. I mean I suppose there's some thermal expansion but that's got to be pretty insignificant and anyway you can wait for it to cool down. Finally Josh got so annoyed that he went and took a bit of his scrambled eggs and dropped it in my water. We concluded that, at least when scrambled, eggs do not float. Except he did it again later, and it did float. I think it actually floated the first time too, it's just that the water was too shallow for us to notice.
So, leaving out all the college stuff, ie, the whole actual point of this place, that pretty much catches me up to the present.
-Sniffnoy
[0]See footnote 0 of "For Sufficiently Small Values of Field Day".
[3]Except, I didn't actually know that was true. It just came out of nowhere, really.
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