You know me, always trying to better myself and my own surroundings. Ah, hell. Who am I kidding? We all know that anything is better than writing dissertations. So I’ve completed the first of what will likely be several changes for this website. Now you don’t have to go digging to find my blog. It’s right here on the front page. It’s really the only reason for this page anyway, so why not just have the most recent entry sitting there staring at you?
In other news, the University of Glasgow sucks at maths too. I got both my papers back from earlier this summer. They’re not the best grades in the world, but I passed and that’s what matters. One of them however intrigues me. They do this double grading thing where they get someone from outside the Uni to check to make sure the standards are high enough. Dr. Strickland was my prof for the Agincourt paper and gave me a 68% (well into “pass” territory) whereas the external examiner gave me a 62% (not nearly so good). Instead of getting a 65%, I got a 63%. I know it’s only 2 percentage points, but it’s still pretty rubbish if you ask me!
Tonight marks the last Friday of my career as a Door Steward for Jinty McGinty’s. I’m excited to be done with it all, though the accompanying lack of fundage is going to put a serious cramp in my travel plans . . . alas! But the paper must be written so these little sacrifices have to be made . . . and this is all without mentioning that once I’m done at Jinty’s, the pool of hot women for me to stare it shrinks drastically. Now that’s something to say “alas” about! Alas!
“Ninety-nine bottles of beer on the wall, ninety-nine bottles of beer. Swab one down, run it through CODIS, ninety-eight bottles of beer on the wall.”
~Eric Szmanda (as Greg Sanders) – CSI: Las Vegas