Well, I received my Spanish books a mere 12 weeks after ordering them. Good news is they did arrive safe and sound, albeit without the CD that was supposed to accompany the book. The plot line? "An old man has retired to his hacienda outside a small town close to Mexico City. With the wealth he has accumulated since leaving Spain at the end of its bloody Civil War, he is restoring the hacienda... If this all sounds like a Friday night television show, you are only half right! [Note: I love that they need to keep contractions out, but exclamation points are ok.] ...Distinos is a television and video course ... following a compelling story full of human emotions, the surprises that real life often offers, and the force of the human spirit."
Oh, Destinos, no puedo que esperar por tu alegria. De veras, creo qu mi libro es un poco facil por mi nivel, pero no es importante. I miss spanish!
If you want to read something that will make you cry, read The Last Post.
Where else could a red-blooded American boy lie, kill and cheat, steal, deceive, rape and pillage with the sanction and blessing of the All-Highest? Pretty Good Stuff, Brudder!
29 March 2012
23 March 2012
DAY ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY
A right circular cone is inscribed in a hemisphere so the base of the cone coincides w the base of the hemisphere. What is the ratio of the height of the cone to the radius of the hemisphere?
GMATs would have been a lot easier right after high school, i think. and that's one of the questions i got correct. eep.
My brain hurts so much from these questions that I just forgot how to do simple subtraction.
libyan protesters all up in arms and screaming right outside my window, along with press and police and ample tear gas. not an ideal work environment, nor is the 'solution', covering my windows so i can still hear them yelling.
GMATs would have been a lot easier right after high school, i think. and that's one of the questions i got correct. eep.
My brain hurts so much from these questions that I just forgot how to do simple subtraction.
libyan protesters all up in arms and screaming right outside my window, along with press and police and ample tear gas. not an ideal work environment, nor is the 'solution', covering my windows so i can still hear them yelling.
22 March 2012
DAY ONE HUNDRED AND NINETEEN POST TWO
i've gotten super excited about this MBA thing. if you know anyone who got their MBA from the following programs: harvard, stanford, columbia, chicago, northwestern can you let me know (or ppl involved with energy initiatives there)? or a masters in management from LSE? i'm trying to tailor my target field - energy turkic countries. the places i think i'd like best (berkeley, umich) are kinda hippie, focus a lot on renewable energy versus fossil fuels (turkic countries heavy into fossil fuels, with some hydro and teensy nuclear, though obviously at some point that will have to change; the cases i spent the most time on were about hydro, tho i know much more abt the turkish coal market and fields outside production like distribution), so still trying to work those things out. super excited! many emails sent today to ask people things - please send me your contacts if you have any! or if you know folks who worked/work at mckinsey or deloitte!
DAY ONE HUNDRED AND NINETEEN
Lani and Dayna told me about a documentary they watched two days ago about the Westboro Baptist Church. The church is absolutely despicable, but one thing that I think is kinda sweet coming out of them is the patriot guard riders. if i - one of the least jingoistic people out there - thinks a patriotic motorcycle group is cool, they're really cool.
the westoboro church first came to fame protesting at the funeral of matthew shepard - a young guy who was tortured and killed by men who later asserted the gay panic defense, something that is about as abhorrent as lesbian baiting back in the good ole don't ask don't tell days. Hate crime legislation was proposed nationally but only came into law in 2009, 11 years afterward. and wow, this turned into a kinda depressing aside, so back to the patriot guard riders:
an article,
an article and
another article.
investment claims swag is weird - have you ever thought about having about 40 coasters with 'investment claims' written on it?! soon to go to my sister's husband.
i got my gmat study books and am excited to geek out and re-learn basic math skills that have gone unused since that time after law school when i decided a career change was in the works and took a chem class in preparation to apply for nursing or med school.
craptastic news from my sister -- my dank socks didn't get delivered to her house in time to bring them to me :( i was so excited for really, really nice socks :(
the westoboro church first came to fame protesting at the funeral of matthew shepard - a young guy who was tortured and killed by men who later asserted the gay panic defense, something that is about as abhorrent as lesbian baiting back in the good ole don't ask don't tell days. Hate crime legislation was proposed nationally but only came into law in 2009, 11 years afterward. and wow, this turned into a kinda depressing aside, so back to the patriot guard riders:
an article,
an article and
another article.
investment claims swag is weird - have you ever thought about having about 40 coasters with 'investment claims' written on it?! soon to go to my sister's husband.
i got my gmat study books and am excited to geek out and re-learn basic math skills that have gone unused since that time after law school when i decided a career change was in the works and took a chem class in preparation to apply for nursing or med school.
craptastic news from my sister -- my dank socks didn't get delivered to her house in time to bring them to me :( i was so excited for really, really nice socks :(
21 March 2012
DAY ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTEEN
i wanna learn how to dance like all the tecktonik dancers. too bad so many parties in detroit were no glow, since that would have helped me a lot with my poi and awesome dance skills. new project for kim and me, after learning belly dancing?
officemate leaves for a week soon and it will be the most boringest of longest weeks ever. i bet there will be a lot of pining, pained looks at the empty and boring spot where she should be sitting.
last night liz's mom made a reference to the 's' word. she meant sex. it was really funny. i wonder if she has ever seen celebrity jeopardy on snl. liz is right now trying to determine whether or not her mom has ever used the word 'sex' around her, and cannot come up with an example.
lots of stories, more and more and more, in the news of truth and fiction. three cups of tea, npr etc etc. i wanna read them all and write and think about them but instead i think i'll read a harrowing tale of a cypriot company investing in bulgaria with its energy assets rendered worthless by the acts of government, a bilateral investment treaty, the energy charter treaty, and a panel of three - and only three - arbitrators, upon whose backs a difficult and world-(bank) changing decision must lie. What happens to the most favored nation clause? Remember the good ole teamster and turtles days? What is the likelihood of me eventually working for the WTO? Will my soul have completely imploded by that point? These questions and more will maybe be explored in the "fact" portion of "fiction as fact", a long post that i'll eventually get around to encompassing all that i've read.
also, where the hell is the treatise (trans)portation: an examination of (s)pace and place?
officemate leaves for a week soon and it will be the most boringest of longest weeks ever. i bet there will be a lot of pining, pained looks at the empty and boring spot where she should be sitting.
last night liz's mom made a reference to the 's' word. she meant sex. it was really funny. i wonder if she has ever seen celebrity jeopardy on snl. liz is right now trying to determine whether or not her mom has ever used the word 'sex' around her, and cannot come up with an example.
lots of stories, more and more and more, in the news of truth and fiction. three cups of tea, npr etc etc. i wanna read them all and write and think about them but instead i think i'll read a harrowing tale of a cypriot company investing in bulgaria with its energy assets rendered worthless by the acts of government, a bilateral investment treaty, the energy charter treaty, and a panel of three - and only three - arbitrators, upon whose backs a difficult and world-(bank) changing decision must lie. What happens to the most favored nation clause? Remember the good ole teamster and turtles days? What is the likelihood of me eventually working for the WTO? Will my soul have completely imploded by that point? These questions and more will maybe be explored in the "fact" portion of "fiction as fact", a long post that i'll eventually get around to encompassing all that i've read.
also, where the hell is the treatise (trans)portation: an examination of (s)pace and place?
DAY ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTEEN POST TWO
I wanna see this film. paperclips! paperclips! one huge bonus of upgrading to the decade-old version of windows versus the decade and a half old version of windows is that there's no clippy clippin around on word any more.
DAY ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTEEN
The year of herkes on top (HOT) was very much at a stand-still there, but is back on track! Sort of. I still have to get that violin.
I'm also not sure how well rounded it is for me to just listen to Gotye on repeat, over and over and over and over and over, but the song is just SO GOOD!! I'm going to see what Ira Glass and This American Life have to say about it (well, not it, but other songs). I wonder if they think the Adele theory that I blogged about is true. There's a lot of Phil Collins - INCLUDING AN ACTUAL INTERVIEW! - which is kind of completely awesome, but a lot of wallowing in pity, which is actually kind of annoying to listen to.
Today would be a PERFECT day to sit around in a patio, hanging out, drinking oberon except unfortunately the only one close enough is currently occupied by a lot of sewage. and there's no oberon here.
i'm really craving me some Nietzche and Kundera and now slaughterhouse five and reading about fatalism and eternal return and unbearable lightness.
"What if a demon crept after you one day or night in your loneliest solitude and said to you: ‘This life, as you live it now and have lived it, you will have to live again and again, times without number, and there will be nothing new in it, but every pain and every joy and every thought and sigh and all unspeakably small and great in your life must return to you, and everything in the same series and sequence—and in the same way this spider and this moonlight among the trees, and in the same way this moment and I myself. The eternal hourglass of existence will be turned again and again—and you with it, you dust grain of dust!"
" All time is all time. It does not change. It does not lend itself to warnings or explanations. It simply is."
“The heaviest of burdens crushes us, we sink beneath it, it pins us to the ground...The heaviest of burdens is therefore simultaneously an image of life's most intense fulfillment. The heavier the burden, the closer our lives come to the earth, the more real and truthful they become. Conversely, the absolute absence of burden causes man to be lighter than air, to soar into heights, take leave of the earth and his earthly being, and become only half real, his movements as free as they are insignificant. What then shall we choose? Weight or lightness?”
"People are always shouting they want to create a better future. It's not true. The future is an apathetic void of no interest to anyone. The past is full of life, eager to irritate us, provoke and insult us, tempt us to destroy or repaint it. The only reason people want to be masters of the future is to change the past."
and i kinda want to read some zizek just to make fun of it. rahr psychoanalysis. RAHR!
I'm also not sure how well rounded it is for me to just listen to Gotye on repeat, over and over and over and over and over, but the song is just SO GOOD!! I'm going to see what Ira Glass and This American Life have to say about it (well, not it, but other songs). I wonder if they think the Adele theory that I blogged about is true. There's a lot of Phil Collins - INCLUDING AN ACTUAL INTERVIEW! - which is kind of completely awesome, but a lot of wallowing in pity, which is actually kind of annoying to listen to.
Today would be a PERFECT day to sit around in a patio, hanging out, drinking oberon except unfortunately the only one close enough is currently occupied by a lot of sewage. and there's no oberon here.
i'm really craving me some Nietzche and Kundera and now slaughterhouse five and reading about fatalism and eternal return and unbearable lightness.
"What if a demon crept after you one day or night in your loneliest solitude and said to you: ‘This life, as you live it now and have lived it, you will have to live again and again, times without number, and there will be nothing new in it, but every pain and every joy and every thought and sigh and all unspeakably small and great in your life must return to you, and everything in the same series and sequence—and in the same way this spider and this moonlight among the trees, and in the same way this moment and I myself. The eternal hourglass of existence will be turned again and again—and you with it, you dust grain of dust!"
" All time is all time. It does not change. It does not lend itself to warnings or explanations. It simply is."
“The heaviest of burdens crushes us, we sink beneath it, it pins us to the ground...The heaviest of burdens is therefore simultaneously an image of life's most intense fulfillment. The heavier the burden, the closer our lives come to the earth, the more real and truthful they become. Conversely, the absolute absence of burden causes man to be lighter than air, to soar into heights, take leave of the earth and his earthly being, and become only half real, his movements as free as they are insignificant. What then shall we choose? Weight or lightness?”
"People are always shouting they want to create a better future. It's not true. The future is an apathetic void of no interest to anyone. The past is full of life, eager to irritate us, provoke and insult us, tempt us to destroy or repaint it. The only reason people want to be masters of the future is to change the past."
and i kinda want to read some zizek just to make fun of it. rahr psychoanalysis. RAHR!
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