OK, the presentations are over. All that’s left now is to [ahem] study for the exam.
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As a complete aside, there are two sounds that send shivers down my spine: two pieces of styrofoam rubbing together, and the laugh of a lifelong smoker.
Eeeuuuuhhhhhhhhh…
[tags]mba, smoker’s laugh[/tags]
Here’s how tired I was last night: I was in bed shortly after 10, and I was asleep by around 10:30. I tried to watch the end of the Jays game, but was apparently unsuccessful as I woke up at 4:00 with the TV still on and the remote under my hand.
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We’re first to present after lunch, so around 1:30 this afternoon we’ll be done and I’ll be on easy street. The exam isn’t worrying me either; my plans tonight consist largely of watching the NBA draft.
[tags]mba[/tags]
No bar tonight, I’m bagged. Sitting in air as heavy as cotton, drinking a few beers, eating a big meal and eschewing caffeine for the afternoon pretty much wiped me out; we managed to get our executive summary finished before I came back to my room, called Nellie and began the slow descent into alcoholism sleep.
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A few seconds ago I was looking for the Jays game and flipped by Paris Hilton talking to Larry King. If that’s her idea of “acting less stupid” she should be sentenced to 21 days in a library.
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[UPDATE] Ye gods, look at the post title…it’s the decimal of the beast!
[tags]mba, paris hilton[/tags]
OK, for polls like this people always pick what’s fresh in their minds rather than stopping to think about it for half a second, but it’s pretty hard to argue with #1. That song makes me want to claw my own ears off in the same way that “More Than Words” did many years ago.
“James Blunt’s hit You’re Beautiful has been deemed the most irritating song of all time, according to a global online poll by a U.K.-based firm.”
[from CBC]
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By the way, I don’t know why I have mentioned this before, ’cause it might just be my most favouritest news of the year: The alternate title of the Arcade Fire‘s “Antichrist Television Blues” is “Joe Simpson”. Yup, the father of Jessica and Ashlee Simpson; the song’s an indictment of a creepy man. Well done, AF.
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Off to find beer and dinner, in that order.
[tags]james blunt, extreme, arcade fire, joe simpson[/tags]
This is weird. As of noon today we were essentially done the class…just a bunch of prep for tomorrow’s presentation, and then the exam. There’s really nothing to study either, so I might get actual work work done tomorrow night after ordering pizza.
[tags]mba[/tags]
Apparently Bruce Burger of Venice, FL has never seen the movie Happy Gilmore. If he had, this never would have happened:
One-eyed gator pulls golfer into pond [CNN]
Chubbs!!
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I love my group. We are blazing fast because we occupy the tricky ground between lazy and efficient. And, dare I say, a little brilliant.
Well, no, I daren’t say that. But we’re not messing around, that’s for sure.
[tags]one-eyed alligator, happy gilmore, mba[/tags]
Hero Burger. Full. Happy. Off to meet team.
[tags]mba, hero burger[/tags]
Basically, I could have slept through that entire morning and not really missed anything. Actually, I kind of ended up giving a presentation in a half-assed way, and that was definitely worth skipping.
Lunch was a vegetarian’s nightmare so we went to Subway. I stocked up on some diet pepsi while I was there. Just hooking up the I.V. as I type this…
[tags]mba, subway, diet pepsi[/tags]
My brother broke the good news: the remaining 3/4 of Led Zeppelin are getting back together…if only for one show. I expect tickets to be reasonably priced.
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I kind of want one of these tshirts, although it might be just a little too hipsterer-than-thou for me. [via Zoilus]
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OK, time to do a little Powerpoint magic and then get a drink.
[tags]led zeppelin, diesel sweeties, zoilus, powerpoint[/tags]
Bad: dinner. The bad veggie burgers and some fingerling potatoes. I feel ill.
Good: my group meeting. It’s good to have a laid-back, smart group that all gets along and doesn’t feel the need to beat every little point to death. We met after dinner, picked a rough direction, created a tentative outline and half an hour later went our separate ways. Easy.
Awesome: a classmate found me a Diet Pepsi. I hereby swear to deliver to her my firstborn child, should such a thing occur some day.
[tags]mba, diet pepsi[/tags]
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