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Kaymyth

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  1. You're both welcome so far as I'm concerned. Morzathoth will have to add you to the roster since he's the one who started the thread.
  2. Different pagans take different approaches, really. Even within a particular pantheon-group you're going to wind up with people taking wildly different paths. For Kemetics, there's a lot of scholarly research, but also a lot of holes in that research. Kemetic Orthodoxy is the most organized path for Egyptian pagans, but it's one that I choose not to tread. I've got my own relationships with my gods, and a lot of what I do is a combination of my own research and a healthy dollop of Unverifiable Personal Gnosis. I have a good friend who is a devotee of Thor, follows the Norse gods, but doesn't follow the official Asatru path.
  3. Well, I can answer both. So, the class was Mathematics for Elementary Teachers, and we were playing around with changing decimals into fractions. The lesson had the first few repeaters, and we worked out that .1111111... was 1/9, .2222222... was 2/9, etc. I realized that there was something fishy going on here and jumped ahead to .999999... Sure enough, it equaled 9/9, which of course is 1. As it was explained to me later, one of the definitions of two numbers being distinct from each other is being able to find another number in between them. There is no number in between .999999999forever9itneverstops999999... and 1. Ergo they are the same number. So yes, math is really cool and logical and all that, but sometimes our translation language for it trips over itself.
  4. Welp, there goes the neighborhood. We're all doomed now.
  5. Well, Java is a poor example. It's kind of terrible.
  6. I don't know about writer-centered sites, but I've taken to using Google docs for beta reading purposes. It lets me track all suggested changes and the readers can interact with each other, which I think is pretty cool. You can limit who has access to the link and what level of editing access they have.
  7. I remember fondly the day I accidentally proved that .99999999... (repeating forever) equals 1. That was fun. The other students looked at me like I was crazy, and the math prof was all, "Oh. Yeah. That's true, but I didn't intend for you to figure it out because it just confuses people."
  8. This is actually somewhat more in-depth than that, I think. A lot of stuff on how to manage responsibilities, people, etc. More or less a crash course in how to not drive everyone into the waiting arms of HR, or something. Wow, OK. That's worse than a flipped coin would get on those T/F questions. This fellow is quite sad. Pish, even you admit that James and I make sense even when nobody else does. And another edit: OK, gotta go get some sleep, even if my hair is still a bit damp. Good night, all!
  9. I see your ultimate power and raise you a dachshund wrapped in an exploding TARDIS blanket: The crazy part is that I was actually shooting for team lead, which was really just a step above where I was. And then when I got it, they said, "Oh, by the way, we're bumping the req up to a full Supervisor position. Surprise!" So it came with a work laptop and a ton more responsibility than I was quite prepared for. But they're gonna send me to a How To Be A Supervisor seminar thingie in June, so that should help. Well...at least the student did something impressive? I mean, it's not great so far as impressive things go, but at least he's got nowhere to go but up.
  10. Oh, and also I get neurotic sometimes. I'm too used to being the one doling out sage(ish) advice around here; it can be hard for me to switch gears and admit that I'm not the brain-weasel-free mom figure that so many folks seem to think I am. I am the boss at work why in the heck would they do that what were they thinking I have no idea how to be the boss And I've got two weekends until JordanCon and entirely too many cosplay pieces that need finishing. And instead of working on those I'm blathering away on the Shard. Because procrastination, or something. I should really go to bed but my hair is not dry enough yet.
  11. Eh, this is just me realizing that yeah, I am totally seeking attention with that picspam, and that's probably not OK. It was a bad, hormonal week coupled with a backslide on the weight loss regimen, and it all has me feeling a bit crappy about myself. And instead of just posting on the Bad Day thread like a sensible person and admitting that I am, in fact, feeling crappy, I just threw a bunch of stuff up from when I felt really good about myself and am basically shouting, "HEY WORLD LOOK AT ME I AM PRETTY" and making a chull of myself. Congratulations!
  12. Well, maybe I can at least cheer you up with the knowledge that all is not perfect. I drove the poor man out of the bedroom four nights last week from snoring. ...and I just admitted that to everyone.
  13. I'm still not quite sure what happened to my brain. Something about reading Sanderson flipped a switch, and now I can't turn it off. Oh. Sorry. I did not mean to annoy, only entertain.
  14. I would appreciate it. It's been through beta reading and I got a lot of good feedback that's going to improve the final product by a huge amount. Once it starts going up, it'll be serialized by chapter, so there's pretty much zero chance it's all going to be up by May anyway. Maybe by the end of May. If you're still looking for distractions from grading, I totally picspammed the Relationships thread with photos of my nerdy wedding. That'll entertain you for at least three minutes or so (approxmately thirty seconds of which will be you rolling your eyes and facepalming over the joke with the rings).
  15. I hope so. I do think I've figured out the last of the fixes that I need to make for the final draft to be as good as it can be, I just need to implement them. It doesn't help, though, that I'm sort of weaving Eva's story around some of the other stuff happening in Era 2. The first book actually takes place before AoL, the second deals with some of the unseen-to-us repercussions of the Roughs losing three powerful Twinborn lawkeepers, and the third....well, the third I may try and dovetail Eva into crossing paths with the boys in between BoM and TLM. It might be a terrible idea, but that's where the story's heading.
  16. I'm having some similar issues with some of my planned plots for the Swift as Steel sequels. (I know, I know, I'm procrastinating on getting its final draft written and I'm talking about sequels. Don't judge me.) There are very clear directions and elements that I've had planned out for over a year now that were echoed or just outright done in the latest Era 2 novels. So now I have to figure out how much to keep and whether I should change anything. On the one hand, the idea of watching one of my characters get flustered because the Southern airships are so much cooler than her design is kind of hilarious. On the other...ARGH.
  17. Oh, yeah. Heh. All of those silly jokes Rowling likes to slip in have their dark sides, don't they? OK, alien plants, colloquially known as the Arboreals (at least in English). Originally, one of the more prominent galactic races accidentally colonized their homeworld. It took them a few years to catch on, and even they they only figured it out because they were starting to try and bulldoze into the Arboreals' habitat. The tree-like creatures had a fairly unique way of dealing with this encroachment; they would pick up the machines, gently pluck out the drivers and set them safely aside, and then perch the construction equipment upside-down upon nearby knolls and hillsides. The message was clear: please stop doing that. It took nearly a century of mutual study before communication could get much more complicated than that. The Arboreals communicated via scent, which was completely unsuited to the audio translation devices that were being developed. A group of botanists and linguists worked together with their Arboreal neighbors to create a language that would work between the species. The ultimate solution was a light harp. The Arboreals were quite sensitive to light, and thus were able to discern various light "strings" on the harp, which corresponded to different tones. The Arboreal could pluck the strings with their tendrils, creating tones that could be translated into verbal communication. Translations back, then, would pass through a device that aimed various motes of light at a chlorocepter on one of the Arboreal's branches, although many of the Arboreals who have made their homes offworld have developed the skills to sense and understand the musical tones themselves. The are, in general, highly prized members of Galactic society. They are far more efficient carbon dioxide scrubbers than any mechanical means, so practically every space station in existence has at least a small colony of them on board. Younger, more adventurous individuals have been known to make their homes on ships, but they're picky about whose ships they're willing to set root in. They often hold positions as administrators and adjudicators, as their particular psychology creates true impartiality in most situations.
  18. Um...OK, here goes.... Now, for truly sapient plants, you'd have to look at some of the worldbuilding and alien races that I've been playing around with for my sci-fi book (series?). ETA: OK, OK, spoiler tagging. Because all the cool kids are doing it.
  19. Actually, I always saw the loyalty part as a type of magic that actually called Fawkes to the scene. The bird had no idea what was going on, he just sensed great loyalty to his master in the face of adversity and came a'flappin'.
  20. It sounds like an excellent opportunity to cackle maniacally at your mother.
  21. Apparently one of the elevators actually fell down to the first floor last week. It's a good thing our office building is only 5 stories.
  22. One of the elevators at work is making the occasional high-pitched whistling noise audible all over the building.
  23. If memory serves, there's a Hindu floating around the boards as well. But that's about it, at least of those of us who've admitted to it.
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