Accountable Infinity However (Letters to Myself)
Madison is hot.
Rachel made me go shopping in order to experience air conditioning.
Therefore, life is pain.
So, many people are visiting me this week; John K., Maddie & friends from Indiana, and i already saw Kris-Duluth and his girlfriend and other old-school Muuyacmites.
i don't know how we'll fit in my house.
maybe i should tell my roommate that 1-4 excitable girls will be with us for a few days? ... nah.
"when I was young my people taught me well/give back what you take or you'll go to hell"--
Indigo Girls--
Oye. Vat a night! Went out again with the neighbors/camping co-horts, turns out that other half of MHS that
goes went here really is only two degrees away from me. i love when awkward situtions turn out not to be my fault.
i think i got another job!
And i'm probably going to quit being a vegetarian. i fainted last week here and i
work in a library. something's not healthy. and i want to donate plasma soas not to be poor.
"It's not the Devil's land, you know it's not that kind/every devil I meet becomes a friend of mine/every devil I meet is an angel in disguise"--
IG--
yesterday ratchel got here!
today i go to a polish deli!
tommorrow ratchel moves in!
"That's almost as stupid as naming a country after your cat in Spanish!"--Jon--
AH! offense!
So i'm getting really excited about camping this weekend. The neighbor involved sent out "Wisconsin Camping Extravoganza: Vol. I and II" emails, i think for the benefit of those few among us who haven't been camping before. So there won't be any updates on/from me until Monday, but that's because i'm smelling trees and huddling about in a 1812 A-frame and eating burnt things.
Hey, go sign stuff at the Human Rights Campaign Site"You're not going into exile, you're moving to Madison! Jesus christ!"--me to Ratchel because she's flummoxed about packing--
"and the rosary beads hit the floor a one two three"--Flogging Molly--
Between finals (in half the time and double the fun!), roadtripping north-east, drinking, and starting the 9-5 this week, a lot has changed while i've been gone. Roommates, neighbors and classmates moved home or found big people jobs, and there's really not that much to do in Madison. Could have gone to a good-bye party yesterday, but Jon didn't want to & it was easier to watch Buffy than convince him that hanging out with anybody but just me [and the two other people he knows who are still here] would be fun. Caught up on everybody's blogs/ljs, a week away and suddenly it seems like a lot of writing.
i had two (phone) job interviews during work today, and of course the work-phone rang during one of them and somebody
absolutely had to know where the photocopier is even though it is fully visible from most points in the library but i think they both went well. the driller's helper job that i was excited about already was filled, but there's a hydro one at the same place and they seem to like me. i'll know in a week or two.
in other work news, i moved the entirety of the enclopedia britannica and three editions of mcgraw-hill's encyclopedia to new homes and only broke one shelf doing it! and the complete geological something of london, 1843-present, this is exciting because it wasn't. exciting, that is.
blarg i need other things to do than library-stuff.
i can't wait wait for Rachel to come
i can't wait to to go camping
i can't figure out why both those sentences had doubles
maybe i'm being subconsciously "artsy."
whatever.
i now shall collage! surprise!
"for your world won't change while you sleep"--FM--
if i did my hair, you better be on good behaviour.Graduation today. There was an incredibly awkward lunch involving mom, Rachel, Jon, Dad, Dad's girlfriend Robyn & dad's girlfriend's Robyn's son Aaron. i was less than thrilled that after maybe two months of planning the two parties still couldn't manage to be in different rooms at the same time. i hope that sentence makes sense.
and i was sad that none of the EC friends could make it.
i also went to a wedding since i last posted. it was a lot of fun, and involved many things that i may expand on later. in the mean time, i work the next three weeks M-F 9-5, so i think my life may actually become boring for a bit here (not really, camping next weekend with the neighbor's grad-u-ation entourage; possible trip home for RGE's grad ceremony, and most importantly:
You are are invited to:
The Graduation Party
Of the
Eddy sisters
~~~ June 10th ~~~~ 3-6pm ~~~~To celebrate Rache's graduation from Memorial High school
&
Sarah's graduation from the University of Wisconsin-Madison
To be held at the Edwards home of Fairmont Ave, Eau Claire. Turn off Clairemont onto Cameron going to Bowlwinkle's and the road is a quick left. Ours is the house with the red door. There will be food of the grill out variety.
=^.^=
(
consider yourself invited)
invite as seen from RGE's myspace).
Jon pointed out that it may not be my father, mother, or friends who are awkward but myself. While this is a valid point, i will shoot myself should it be true. My biggest pet peeve is when people can't handle those basic things (such as, there's four people standing/talking; therefore, they should stand in an approximation of a circle so that they can all see each other). People in Madison are so bad at these things that it has literally made me angry. And my mother is the epitome of bad body-language form (she stands too close and talks too loud at the same time); add that to dad's... damn daddiness, sarah gonna cry.
comfy bed now yay!
the Nazi wizard of Oz in technicolour! grasshopper cookies! a suitcase of books!
i am:
done with stuff/going to a wedding tommorrow/bad at typing right now
i have:
walked an estimated 70 miles just around Madison in the last month/not eaten yet so i think i shall go do that
i will:
be much more exciting next time i update, te prometeo
always something.Have i told you this story yet? i don't think so.
Jon is the best man in his friend Eric's wedding Friday. Last Sunday he decides i too should attend this wedding, so i frantically asked my structure TA if i could take the test early. The verdict is in & i'm taking it tommorrow at 1. So rather than the nice, easy, overly relaxed & stretched out week of finals involving an easy test, a medium paper, and a hard test in a week or so, today is suddenly easy test! medium paper! hard test study now! wake up on time and stuff! aaaaaaaah! After explaining where all this stood yesterday to my boss, she said i don't have to work this week iffen i don't want to, so at least that's one less thang.
So Thursday, around when i would normally wake up & head to work i'm driving to Two Rivers to put on my finest & stumble my way througth that Catholic-wedding-sit-down/stand-up/chanty thing they do, and then back to here mere hours before the family-types start arriving for me. It shall be fun (all things considered, i'm really glad i'm going, just wish it would have been declared earlier as i could have used the study-time for structure!).
i also went to Mickey's Dairy Bar this "morning" for "breakfast" [read: sarah slept in and had an omlette for lunch.] i love diners! the world is marvellous!
that's the story, i should get back to writing my 'the state of physics in 1900' essay. i have developed a (minor) vendetta against physics (of course, but what a week to do it in!).
O! and seriously, you of my readers who are coming this weekend, what time will you be here? i have to work Monday at 8:30, so much less partying is happening than previously planned, but i still hope some of you are coming. Donna, tell Bryan to stop being such a putz. Thanks darling!
“It is a curious fact that, having minds tending to the infinite, with imaginations unlimited by time and space, the limits of our exact knowledge is small indeed.”--Henry A. Rowland--
two totally random photos on why i love science:

the first is from an article on ecology; the second an article on tumours
and one on why i don't always:

(don't Boltzmann's eyebrows just make you want to cry?!)
so i was well on my way to another 'woe is me, life is pain,' sort of day (note:
more than called for this time), and then my neighbor made me tea and it was wonderful! Twenty-eight points and some lemon cake for him!
and also,
Sam has a photo site!
family: continuity?So for graduation next week, i decided to invite all the avuncular-etc. types on my dad's side. The problem, here, of course, is that i don't personally have all their addresses or phone numbers, and not all of them even talk to my dad anymore. But i happened across my uncle D1's website last summer, which was very interesting (in that poetry-online, i am good sort of way; and i'm not posting the link on purpose) and emailed him the other day.
D1 (i like this code name for him, he shall keep it!) writes back (in part);
It's O.K. hearing from you. I get so much junk mail you where lucky or smart to put your address so obvious. I deleted my contacts a while back [...] I'm glad you girls are having fun and parties. Life is dull without friends. Mine are mostly imaginary, see if you can't make some real ones.
Keeping on, D
There's something about the way that he writes and the infrequency of my hearing from him that makes me fascinated. i mean, window washing for twenty years, too j-w for the j-ws, sabbaticals in yellowstone and
Lola for a favorite book?
in sum, My entire family is either A. too boring to put up with or B. too interesting to have any connection with the real world including me (thus, RGE is totally gonna lose it any day now and i won't hear from her for 14 years, and when i do she'll have started a commune in Belize with three former CIA operatives and they have endangered screaming monkeys trained to do their dishes and have invented a new style of embroidery that is taking the tent business by storm).
automobile, hypochondriac, etc.The J-neighbors (Jason & Julie, the delights!) took me out last night because i had no money. It was nice; the girl that i went with to the Yeah Yeah Yeahs concert with two years ago is also friends with Jason, that was too cool to comprehend. And so on... i am at the Geol building once again, with the purpose of re-doing a lab i lost. And the lab's locked. i really don't want to deal with that. So perhaps i will go home instead and 'do homework there.' Right.
Also, the F.B.I spied on me a little. a fair question
Me: "What time will you be here?"
RGE: "Dad?!"Dad was not in the room.
So i'm in the library, it's my last long Saturday alone here with the internet, gems students, and 85 thousand books on geology. i think i will miss it. i like the feel of information; that anything i could possibly want to know (that is known) about geology is literally within walking distance. Today i'm trying to look up what Van Hise called Van Hise rock, and oddly enough we have only 4 books by the legendary "Wisconsin School" geologist himself; but i'm sure if/when i page through "The Geology of the Lake Superior Region" again i'll find it (my neighbor wanted to know).
i applied at the
Wisconsin Geological and Natural History Survey to be a driller's helper; i.e., field work involving hollow-stem augering procedures, wire-line diamond core drilling operations and running borehole geophysical logs, which may sound incredibly boring (bad pun, don't look at it! noooooo!) but also mean lots of running around the backyards of wisconsin being
useful. And it could mean
a big girl job in Wisconsin. Oh my god, i want that job so bad. i think i'm qualified, too (who knew geophysics would be so soon useful? whhhoa-ah!).
i don't think i got the barista at barrique's for the summer job, but technically still have the library & possibly the corner store too. i shall earn my keep this summer! i'm determined!
Yesterday was the department banquet, which i didn't go to because i didn't have the money. My roommate went, because he won an award, and reported it to be incredibly boring. It's weird; i really wanted to go, i really wanted to feel i am actually part of this department, and i know i'm not but it was still... heartbreaking (okay, i'm overreacting, but it's weird to attempt to dedicate myself to something and two years later realize either no one noticed or i did it all wrong). At the flower communion at Muuyacm last week, too, our minister did a lil' 'goodbye to those who are leaving us' bit, and the other graduating seniors got mentioned. i'm not technically leaving until the end of the summer, but it's like he didn't know i will be leaving. He didn't do it on purpose, but these things are adding up in my head.
Yesterday was also the last day of classes. Blah.
And in
amazingness! the department has a new, functional and shiny SEM that i just might get to use this summer! Schedule-allowing, i'm the photographer of all things foram around the P/E thermal maximam! i visited the SEM yesterday, and this grad student who i barely know had found complete dodecahedrons of some spore that had never been photographed complete before. It was... i can't even explain it, but definitely the high point in my week.
And so now, two tests & one paper left. Not that much at all.
See some of you Friday!
author's update: i'm going to try and redo the paper. yay.
today one of my smoking friends was reminescing (or however you spell that) about college, and asked me, "what's the one emotion you feel when you think about college?"
i said, "disappointment."
and in even more uplifting news, the paper i've worked on all semestre for Structure has been lost to my computre-un-savvy-ness.
i don't know if i should redo the entire thing tonight or just cry.
after an entire semestre of "The Thought of Gandhi" class,Jon picks up my copy of "Nonviolence in Theory and Practice"
and proclaims;
"Nonviolence is
not even a word. It's three frat boys waking up next to one another--rather uncomfortable."
failure: a mini academic reviewA. Structural definition: the onset of permanent deformation
i.e., granite fails in solid state
No material, including rocks, will sustain an indefinitely large amount of strain.
There are three failure criterion:
1. Tensile
2. Coulomb (or Mohr-Coulomb)
3. Von Mises
1. Tensile, or physical space, failure breaks in tension fractures. T(nought) usually is in tension, therefore controlled by least compressive stress (usually sigma 3).
2. Mohr space is defined by a Failure Envelope; or line which cannot be exceeded byh stress state at a point. Failure occurs at a plane defined by the point that first hits the failure envelope (90degrees in real space from sigma 1--but this is, of course with all things structural, actually the pole to the plane). Strain is a measure of deformation when the rock deforms uniformly.
Coulomb Failure occurs when
2S0 = ?1{(*µ2 + 1)1/2 - *µ} - ?3{(*µ2 + 1)1/2 + *µ}.
where, due to blogger snaffus, '?' is 'sigma'
3. Von Mises is pretty much the same deal for when confining pressures are high.
Mohr, Coulomb & Von Mises criteria are plotted up leading to lots of fun in lab-land, defining the failure envelope mathematically for all rocks ever. They explain, in one awesome-saucem theory, why normal faults usually are ~60 degrees (due to C) and reverse faults usually ~30 degrees from the surface.
B. Gandhi in 1948; "I am but a weak aspirant, ever failing, ever trying.
My failures make me more vigilant than before and intensify my faith."
In other news, dad was here Saturday, arriving just at that point in time where i was becoming supremely frusterated with my Baraboo paper/project and was going to call up everyone i know for a night (or two) out and about, and he took me out to eat and hiking and so on, and still doesn't get that i'm pissed about graduating. But whatever; i'm slowly becoming excited about the actual weekend of graduation ceremony-ish stuff, because i shall see Rachel, Tony, Bryan, Nik, and Bekah, along with Jon & Dave who i always see but are marvellous too (damn my subconcious is smarter than i am) & whatever other fam-types make an appearance. Also, i haven't invited everybody yet, so if you want to/can come, do. There will be other things happening that are fun after the ceremony crap itself, no worries.
Dad's apparently making the reservations for us at Porta Bella, i'm typing that to remind myself to remind him because neither of us have any memory whatsoever and i can just picture this; 12:54 sunday the 14th,
d: "congrats on graduating!"
me: "whatever. i'm hungry."
all my friends ever: "hungry! hungry! hungry!"
d: "let's go to that one place that you made a reservation at."
me: "uoooh?"
bryan: "empire!"
i don't think i got the coffee-shop job i interviewed for on Friday, and i'm also applying for big-girl jobs. One in Plymouth, WI, i already heard back from and am not getting. 3 a day, every day, and i'll hit something eventually, eh? i also applied at the corner store for the summer-time, and should really start looking for more stuff for Rachel to apply to (would you like a union app too?).
My credit card expired yesterday, so i went crazy-woman-grocery shopping and made tacos for all the roommates, and it was amazing (
"How many types of beans can you burn at once?!").
so, to do:
1. 8 page gandhi paper that can't suck [need a B on the paper to pass the class]
2. last lab for structure, plot up stereonet data yay
3. review for anthro, reread chaps 4-7 in
spirit4. rewrite entirety of baraboo paper
5. redo old structure lab on ductile structures that i apparently lost
6. 5 page paper on... haven't decided what yet for history
7. fucking
wake up on time for all classes last week of college
"Littlefoot! Protect me from logic!"
rocks, by any definition/clip art indescribable
"[Her] writing suffers several inoperable zeugma and other irregularities of speech"
(feels so funny to be free)
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