HABEMUS PAPAM!

Long live Benedict XVI!!!

Although I still nailed the prop. :)

Recipe to not start out a birthday right...

Stay up till 3 the night before studying seminar.
Have batteries run out in your alarm.
Havr oommate who's not getting up till his first class at 1.
Get up at 8:30, so that you're late to class and have no time to prepare for monster prop, but also early enough that you would feel bad in skipping class.

Classes today

Well, math class this morning was quite interesting, we got into a half-hour argument about the meaning on "similarly situated" in the enunciation of prop 27 of book XI. Mose and I were on one side, saying that it was the correspondence of the angles and sides to one another in the different soldids, while Mark, lisa, and Paula were on the other side, saying that it was the orientation of the solids in relation to eachother, and that it wasn't proven in the prop, it was just a device to help you "imagine it in your mind." Dom was a bit confused, and thought he was agreeing with everyone. Eventually mose and I convinced everyone of the truth of our position, with the help of Mr Wodzinski, except Lisa, who laid her head down on her book in frustration. Such is Euclid.
There was a humorous moment in language too, when we were talking about addressing people and some noun taking on the gender of the person addressed, when Mose asked "What if I'm addressing or talking about an inanimate object?" Mr. Dragoo went, "Huh?" And Mose responded, "But I do it quite frequently!" At this point, Mr. Dragoo remembered it was Mose he was talking to. So he wasn't overly surprised when she wondered how to say "The kleenex box was taught" in Latin.

What kind of a Catholic are you? Find out now:

You see a friend at Mass and ask him how his trip to Italy went. He holds up a small glass case containing a mummified hand and says, "Meet Saint Giacomo Bertollini, a Seventeenth Century Benedictine." You reply:
A. "Nnnngggyyyaaauuuggghhhh!"
B. "Oh, please! And I suppose you're wearing the custom hairshirt from the Little Sisters of Torture?"
C."Wow! Shouldn't that be made available for public veneration?"
D."Cool! We need to process this through the streets. The Assemblies of God church down the street will absolutely freak!"
E. "Huh?"

Now check your answer:

A: You are a Protestant. Or a convert from Protestantism. Or English. At the very least, your grandmother wasn't raised in the Old Country.
B: You are a thoroughly modern Catholic. Your affectations would sit easier with others if you could talk about your faith for five minutes without shaking your world-wise head over Galileo.
C: You are a healthy, right-thinking Catholic. Incidentally, no, that mail-order cilice really isn't a good idea.
D: You are pious and overly devotional. But remember: sometimes weird is just weird.
E: You are an ordinary Catholic. There is no such saint.

How to draw Dominican Saints

[Hint: They all look pretty much the same]

Easter Week

So the rest of Easter Week was pretty fun
On Monday, David Six, Amy, David Yanoshik, Dom, Duffy, and I all got together in Room 202 to play computer games from lunchtime until curfew. We played lots of Starcraft (a few free for alls, one RPG, and several very fun turret defenses), and tetrilox, and Max Payne 2.
On Tuesday, we decided to do the exact opposite, and the five guys kidnapped Amy and brought her on an 8-hour hike with us, and I got badly sunburned. I forgot what sunburn was like, because mostly out here I just get tan. However, 8 hours in the sun did it.
Wednesday was mainly spent welcoming people back, like Kitty and Jen and Mosey B and PetenMary. It was good to have the campus populated again. :D
Thursday we went back to classes. Mmph.
Friday, as Mr. Wodzinski said, seemed like the end of a long week, even though we had only had two days of school.