Philthy's Chappelle show parallel reminded me, since The_Dude will have his Master's degree, we can effortlessly deride at our whim with an exchange that might look like this:
The_Dude: "Well, it seems that that wouldn't be right, after all (insert relevant sage advice backed by incontrovertible facts delivered with gentle hope for mutual cognizance of the truth)"
Me: "What, you think cuz you gotcho Master's degree, you my Massa now?
Generally, game over for The_Dude. But, if he dared...
The_Dude: "Umm, I really wasn't saying anything dependant on my education, I'd like to believe---"
Me: "You my Massa now?"
That's a wrap.
(This situation also will apply to my fiancee, Mandy. Party bonus)
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I have taken the day off today, at the advice of two engineers I work with that already took the exam that awaits me tomorrow. They recommend that I do nothing mentally taxing in light of the fact that the exam is eight hours of attrition. I used to think that my life's calling was to maximize the amount of time in which I do nothing, I called it chillin, (What've you been doin all day? Chillin), but I've been out of practice for quite some time now. It is exciting to revisit the old skills, I'm not really in prime chillin shape, but we'll see what I got in my game still. I haven't played Xbox for months...
My mission to chill means no studying, no deep reading, no financial planning, no fighting with my dad (did that yesterday, got it out of the way), no worrying, no analyzing the perversion of culture, no designing of a new Lamborghini dealership (I'm off, wait till Monday, suckas!), no praying, no...
Hold up, what did I throw in there? Yeah, I almost lumped in prayer. The half-truths that deceive us, man, sometimes I gotta just warily respect the Enemy. The truth that it can be mentally taxing to commune with God almost convinced that I shouldn't spend time approaching God and basking in His glory today. Thankfully, God shouted louder than that crap. And this morning's prayer was a treasure.
If you remember, please pray for my conquering of the Fundamentals of Engineering exam I take tomorrow.
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Good thought - prayer is work. Somtimes we think it'll come easy as breathing, which is a potentially dangerous preconception... I'll pray for The Test.
I feel the need to get my master's degree "just because." Just so I'll have it. Not for furthering my career or anything, just because I want the M.S. after my name. I have friends with masters' in meat science, and they did the same type of research I do, except they earned a degree and I get paid. I've earned at least one master's, if not two or three since I graduated from college.
How 'bout you Abe? What do you think?
Teresa
Kick some behind on that test!!!
One point of advice: avoid your fellow test takers like the plague when you have your breaks. All they will do is talk about what answers they had and how they are sure that they have failed. It is enough to drive the most sane person crazy.
I am sure it will be like the bar exam and the room will be filled with crazies on the verge of ramming a pencil in their eye.
On that note, be comforted by the peace of Christ. I am confident that you will do great.
Not to stray from topic here, but I have some major Hifi beef.
I have been an avid reader from day one of Hifi. Literally, from day 1. However, this past week, I posted a comment after Abe's poem. The comment was something to the effect of "yeah. thats what I was thinking" or something like that.
Anyway, oneway deleted my comment. Over in my blog, I don't delete comments.
1, because I can't
2, because I would never do that even if I could.
I am used to the fact that I when I come to this blog, I can rest assured that my political views, if different from the authors, will be and are wrong. But again, this is nothing new, and I can handle that.
But deleting comments?
Please consider me as a former reader.
This blog has reached a new low.
Thanks peeps for praying, man, I needed em.
T-bone, I will never get my Master's in engineering, I don't think I'd make it, I barely escaped with a BS and an education I could of got with $1.50 in late fees from the library (good will hunting). Thanks to feminists, you already can have a MS before your name.
Great advice, pepperdeaf, this girl came up to me asking about question #117 and I kicked her in the shin.
Jeremiah,
Are you serious?
What? Are you a real person?
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