| Jamie spent her Christmas at the airport, because the planes made her feel like she could get away. |
[Mar. 17th, 2006|09:29 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  cheerful | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Spin, Something Corporate | ] |
James has learnt his lesson, and will not comment on my dancing again. This amuses me.
Today's Networking lecture sucked. Surprise, surprise. I made something of an effort to pay attention, and I still found myself typing out Jonathon Coulton and Tom Lehrer songs. I think Andrew1 actually fell asleep. Justin1 typed out a webpage that said "I hate Networking 1!" repeatedly in scrolling hot pink text on a black background on Tristian, while Justin2 and I looked on with amusement.
After the lecture, a group of us went to one of the labs to try and complete the online test. It took me as long to read the online textbook as it did for the others to complete the test. I didn't understand a word of it, but since it was an openbook, I managed to only get two wrong, scoring 95%.
After I'd completed that, I headed over to the tower to pay for my CompSoc party ticket. Liz caught up with me as I was on my way over, so she went with me as I went on my errands. We met up with Justin1 on our way, so we all headed to the Students Association area. Since it was Union Week, the clubs were out in force. Liz signed up, but didn't buy a ticket.
We then headed back to the Charcoal Chairs to wait for our lab to begin. Andrew2 said something that I'd intended to write down as a QOTD, but I forgo... Wait...
QOTD:"'Out'? 'Out' is that room I go to that's away from my computer." -Andrew2
We chatted about all sorts of things, like we do. Eventually, 12 o'clock rolled around, and we went into the room.
Liz spent the lesson unintentionally annoying the Tutor in various ways: her account was stuffed, so she couldn't do some of the required things; she already knew the answers, and corrected him when he got them wrong; and she spent the time trying to explain the content to Justin1 and me. I still didn't understand much, but she promised to send us her notes from the time that she did the course previously, which should ExplainAll(TM)... Or something. We eventually left half an hour early or so early, since her brain was about to implode.
While Justin and she headed off to do the test, I went and played a few rounds at EGG. After five races or whatever it was, I wandered off to find some lunch. When I returned to the GlassHouse Bar to eat it, they turned up. She scolded me for eating so badly, and then we sat around and were amused by the people drinking green beer.
Justin had to leave after a while, and we continued to sit there, alternately chatting and just enjoying the sensation of sitting down and not having to think. Some of the EGG exec (Nick, the president; Chris, the webmaster; and... Dammit! Lost it! Tom?) came over to sit with us - I'm not quite sure why, because they spent the entire time transfixed on their laptop screen; but we talked a little in the moments that we managed to distract them. They eventually rushed off.
Liz and I sighed and agreed that we probably should go and actually do some work. So we headed over to Building 10 and got something of a start on the ICC assignment. When our brains started to melt, we stopped, and decided to make a NotesLJ Community - as opposed to mine, which is a shared journal. (So it behaves more like a personal journal, except selected people post into it - Yes, I do do that purely to show off. Your point?) We amused ourselves with editing the settings and suchlike, and then created an LJ for her, so she could post to it.
After we'd done that, we agreed that we were both beginning to freeze. The air conditioning's all well and good, but if you're sitting in the classroom for an extended period of time, you start to turn into the approximate status of an icecube. We headed over to one of the take-away food outlets nearby, and while she ate (I wasn't hungry - I'd had a big lunch), we chatted about how best to approach the community.
I decided I'd better be getting home, so we walked over to Railway Square, and I caught the bus. She headed off to work. I read on the bus home.
-Mmaster |
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