Not too bad here, actually. Just a bit icy. A girl rear-ended my car; there wasn't any damage, but I should have gotten her phone number, she was pretty cute.
Haha, that's another funny thing about Texas. A lot of cities were pretty much shut down today because there was ice on the roads. Since there's only a day or two out of the year (if that) of icy roads, everyone just kind of takes a day off.
I'm glad they do, though... very few people in Texas know how to drive on ice. It gets scary.
Android market now has a web store (Here) but logging in to allow remote app install doesn't work at the moment because the server hasn't been enable yet.
I'm allowed to complain about the weather; Texas isn't supposed to get cold. I'm not saying it's worse than any other place, I'm saying it's bad weather for Texas.
People on campus today looked absolutely miserable. I got some entertainment out of it!
Also, even though I'm pretty sure the roads are going to be completely fine tomorrow... work was cancelled. Sweeeet.
If I've hated being a math major since the very beginning, have struggled with just about every math course I've taken, and have no real desire to follow through with the suggested career paths... is the idea that having a double major including math leads to a more impressive resume and more money justified?
The frustrating thing is that I'm so close to finishing all my math classes. I'm in 3 right now, and I figure I'll have 2 or 3 more required after this semester. If I can push myself through these last few classes with passable grades, I'll never have to deal with another math course again and I think I can be happy. Until then, I constantly feel incompetent in my math classes, and I hate trudging through the hours of complicated homework I'm assigned.
I guess I still feel like I should finish it... I just hate feeling like I'm in the lower half of my classes, when I was always at the very top before college. I don't even know what I want to do with my life; I just figure having a math major is good security for a job pretty much anywhere I'd be interested in.
God... one of these days I'm going to have to sit down and really, really plan out my future. For over a year now I've just been putting it off because I dread the possible realization that I don't really have a passion for anything, and I wouldn't really be happy anywhere. I'll have to find some time to think out my life between work and play... and those two keep me pretty busy as it is
I wonder what I am. I'm probably a 56B. Ryan's gotta be about a 60C. Tanya, 36C. Mario, 50A. Lauren, 36A (I'm just guessing from the pictures on here). Jakey, 56B (we could share bras). Khan, 40A. And that's all I've got.
EDIT: How could I forget? Andrew, 38A. Apathy, 34A. And sorry to anyone I left out, i can't recall what you look like if you've posted pictures before.
Measure underneath your (man) udders and add either 4 inches if it's an even number or 5 inches if it's an odd number. So if you get 31 inches, add 5 inches to get a bra size of 36.
Then measure over the fullest part of your (man) mammaries and follow this guide to work out cup size:
same as your bra size, your Cup size is A.
1in. more gives Cup size B
2in. more gives Cup size C
3in. more gives Cup size D
4in. more gives Cup size DD
5in. more gives Cup size E
Um. As a man with limited pectoral girth I can't help but wonder what one would have if the second measurement is less than 4-5 inches greater than the first and thus less than the theoretical bra size. I can't be bothered to actually measure even though there is a device that would be very well suited to doing so at arms length, but I think I can reasonably guess that I would have this problem since I can't even readily identify the bottom of my "man udders".
I want to apply for my first British passport since my Belgian one expires on August. So I ring up and find out that all I have to do to prove my British Citzenship is to send a copy of mine and my mother's birth certificates in.
My mother's isn't a problem. Go to the town hall in Slough, where she was born.
Mine, however, involves me contacting the town I was born in in Belgium and asking for a multi-lingual copy. So I go to their website to find, shockingly, that it only works with Internet Explorer or Netscape(!) Once I got past this, I get on the page where it asks for my Belgian ID Card number to prove my identity, which I don't have. Fortunately there is a link that lets you pick which form of ID you want to use. I clicked on passport.
Whereupon it tells me that to use a passport to prove my identity I need to present myself and it in person in the town hall in Belgium.
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Atleast it's not 15 degrees in the MIDDLE OF THE DAY like it is here, and that doesn't count windchill either.
I'm glad they do, though... very few people in Texas know how to drive on ice. It gets scary.
:hulk:
People here haven't even brought out the heavy jackets yet. We're all just wearing flimsy ones entirely because we all wear short sleeve shirts.
People on campus today looked absolutely miserable. I got some entertainment out of it!
Also, even though I'm pretty sure the roads are going to be completely fine tomorrow... work was cancelled. Sweeeet.
The frustrating thing is that I'm so close to finishing all my math classes. I'm in 3 right now, and I figure I'll have 2 or 3 more required after this semester. If I can push myself through these last few classes with passable grades, I'll never have to deal with another math course again and I think I can be happy. Until then, I constantly feel incompetent in my math classes, and I hate trudging through the hours of complicated homework I'm assigned.
I guess I still feel like I should finish it... I just hate feeling like I'm in the lower half of my classes, when I was always at the very top before college. I don't even know what I want to do with my life; I just figure having a math major is good security for a job pretty much anywhere I'd be interested in.
God... one of these days I'm going to have to sit down and really, really plan out my future. For over a year now I've just been putting it off because I dread the possible realization that I don't really have a passion for anything, and I wouldn't really be happy anywhere. I'll have to find some time to think out my life between work and play... and those two keep me pretty busy as it is
EDIT: How could I forget? Andrew, 38A. Apathy, 34A. And sorry to anyone I left out, i can't recall what you look like if you've posted pictures before.
Measure underneath your (man) udders and add either 4 inches if it's an even number or 5 inches if it's an odd number. So if you get 31 inches, add 5 inches to get a bra size of 36.
Then measure over the fullest part of your (man) mammaries and follow this guide to work out cup size:
same as your bra size, your Cup size is A.
1in. more gives Cup size B
2in. more gives Cup size C
3in. more gives Cup size D
4in. more gives Cup size DD
5in. more gives Cup size E
...Weirdo.
I want to apply for my first British passport since my Belgian one expires on August. So I ring up and find out that all I have to do to prove my British Citzenship is to send a copy of mine and my mother's birth certificates in.
My mother's isn't a problem. Go to the town hall in Slough, where she was born.
Mine, however, involves me contacting the town I was born in in Belgium and asking for a multi-lingual copy. So I go to their website to find, shockingly, that it only works with Internet Explorer or Netscape(!) Once I got past this, I get on the page where it asks for my Belgian ID Card number to prove my identity, which I don't have. Fortunately there is a link that lets you pick which form of ID you want to use. I clicked on passport.
Whereupon it tells me that to use a passport to prove my identity I need to present myself and it in person in the town hall in Belgium.
For fuck's sake!