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Name: Dustin
Country: United States
State: Pennsylvania
Birthday: 7/11/1986
Gender: Male
Interests: -eating take out chinese food
-sitting
-standing
-sitting again
Expertise: "Money, its what makes the world go round"
"Some people say love"
"They're right too, love, of money"
Occupation: Sales
Industry: Textiles
Message: message me
Member Since:
11/21/2003
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| its been wierd lately. I ended up not going home in the wake of Brandon's death, but I guess there wasn't much chance of it happening anyway. I still know very little about the circumstances and what not. In a way, it made me feel lonely for not being arround anyone to talk about him with. I guess, I guess, I don't know. I've started keeping a book of notes on life, I guess a journal, which means I probably won't post anymore on here, not that I have been posting a lot lately. If you want to find out about my life, call my cell or instant message me (instant message is probably cheaper, but don't be surprised if I'm not arround). I'll either be home for spring break of umm, sometime in june when my third quarter (yas, quarter system) ends. Good bye. | | |
| So, for my first math problem set (hw) of Calculus 3, the professor gave us a sheet of paper with some things to consider relating to these problems. At the bottom he wrote down a real life application to provide an example of how the math we're doing could be used.
III. Real Life Application: A group of n mathematically minded monkeys is imprisoned by a malignant genii. They can see each other but are unable to communicate. It so happens that all the monkeys have green eyes, but none of them knows the colour of his own eyes (they have been brainwashed!). The malignant force announces that at midnight each night, those who have figured out their own eye clour will be set free. They remain captive for months, as there is no way to figure it out without further information. But then a benificent genii appears and declares, "One of you has green eyes." Show that all the clever monkeys can gain freedom within n days. (Hint: Induction. Leave the total nummber of monkeys fixed, but suppose only some of them have green eyes.) | | |
| I'm back. My classes are the same, but some of them are in different rooms. Chicago is the same, except colder. I just started reading Aristotle for humanities class; most people say they like him, but I'm not sure. My calculus class has chairs like they have in Star Trek (or at least, as I'd imagine the Star Trek chairs to be). They are connceted to the desks by these big metal spring loaded rods, so the chair is suspended in the air. You push it out to get in and then it swing back towards the desk with you in it. My professor is a dork, but he's smart and probably a good teacher (although the two atrbitues aren't strongly connected). My physics teacher had a can of Budweiser (one of the big cans, like 18 ounce) siting out on his desk at the start of class. He didn't take a drink though. It was empty. People are trying to transfer into my humanities and social sciences classes, but the classes are full. Its snowing now, the stone courtyard paths are white. I can still see the grass. | | |
| Ah christmas is finally over. Now I can turn on the radio. watch tv, and go into stores and restaurants without having to kill myself over the awful christmas music. I'm afraid I'll still have to deal with the christmas decorations a little longer but oh well, that'll happen.
I've been reading a lot of fairy tales lately. They are absolutely amazing. There is a love story between a bird and a flower that is very beautifull. And also one between a crippled tin soldier and a porcelein balerina. They two figures end up getting cremated in an oven. It's wonderful. | | |
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