The beginning of the war may be have to be made into a separate entry, since I am writing about it so late. My explanation for this?
This Sunday was the shortest day of my life so far, and probably will remain so. OK, not Sunday as such. I always count days as the period between sleeps - yes, even when I stay up all night, because I typically don't last very long after that. Anyway. Basically, I had fallen onto the night cycle at the beginning of the weekend, as I so often do, and I figured in order to avoid screwing myself over again, I had to go to sleep at a reasonable time on Sunday. Of course, I got up at about 18:00 on Saturday, so this was not going to be easy. Plan 1: Stay up all day Sunday, as I'd tried before. Unsure I could make it, I made a point of doing my math homework on Saturday. Indeed, I did not, I went to bed at about 15:00 Sunday, woke up around 21:00. So, plan 2: Stay in bed for the rest of Sunday. Just skip it entirely. Well, I went back to sleep for about an hour and then at 22:00 they called study break, with giant cookies. Obviously I got out of bed for that. Of course, by the time I got there there was only 1 chocolate chip cookie left, but the oatmeal raisin ones were good too. Anyway, after that I tried going back to bed, but I couldn't fall asleep at all and finally around 12:30 or so I gave up, came out, played some Smash, and finally went back to bed around 3:00, actually managing to fall asleep sometime before 5:00, and, when my alarm woke me up around 8:00, actually being pretty awake. Very nice.
Oh, did I mention I got all 120 stars? And yes, actually beat Bowser afterward? Well, I did. Now I've started playing the original Zelda. :)
More quotes from math and CS:
On Nic's homework, next to his comment "These are not the same a and b from before", Wei wrote: "You'll make a good analyst. Good analysts recycle their variables."
Mr. Sally accidentally writes on the board, "intersectorsection".
Stuart Kurtz: "And once you start thinking quadratic on hundreds of thousands or millions... you start feeling a little uncomfortable."
As for the war... no, let's not make it a separate entry. Perhaps an LJ cut. I'll see.
So, I was doing my math homework in the study lounge Saturday night when Charlotte came in and tells me that Henderson has stolen all the furniture from our lounge. Several hours later Boy Alex comes in and tells me the shower curtains are gone. I guess Henderson probably took those, too. Well, before long, we've got lots of people going to Henderson to shower (did you know Henderson actually has single-sex bathrooms? Or partly single-sex, anyway), and a note on the lounge door from Colleen saying she's found our couches... on the
10th floor! So pretty soon everyone's planning revenge against Henderson, who definitely has our furniture (I make some suggestions quite loudly at the lunch table, forgetting they're at the table right next to us), but what's this about Shorey?
When I wake up for study break (see above), I find the furniture mostly returned, the shower curtains back up (well... different shower curtains back up. Maybe they're the ones from the 3rd floor?), and I ask what happened. Turned out, our furniture was in both Henderson *and* Shorey. Because it was Thompson who did it. Nice going. Way to cast suspicion on yourselves. Seriously - did you expect us to believe that Henderson and Shorey would work together on this, and split the furniture between them? You frame Henderson *or* Shorey, that's believable, not *both*. Anyway. It really was Thompson, Bill did some snooping, asked Charlotte (who had seen part of it), checked some facebooks...
Now, I don't think historically there's been much fighting between Tufts and Thompson. But this, I think I can safely say, calls for war. And while Henderson's table may be right next to ours, Thompson's is in a different room, so they haven't heard any of our revenge ideas.
Now for the part I'm going to have to LJ-cut, and which I'm sure will be continued in future entries. Actually, this whole thing will be continued in future entries, but, eh, I have no idea where I was going with that sentence. Anyway. This is what has happened on the mailing list regarding this since then:
( Initial incitement; Bill insists we take no revenge; Scott responds )( Sean, Chris, Jack, and Ben step in )( Mark insists on peace; Ben Varnum makes his reply )And that's where things currently stand.
-Sniffnoy
