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Showing posts with label random. Show all posts
So, like,
When I write my papers, I ALWAYS manage to eff up the footnotes. So, in all my wisdom, I have devised a system (which all of you geniuses probably figured out when you were seven) of what I'll call "citation notation"

It goes a little somethin' like this:

I type all of my paper notes out in different colors, each color corresponding with a different source. When I write my paper and need to insert a footnote, I just put the page number in the color of the source that needs citing. For example, if "Are You My Mother?" is blue, and I need to cite page five of AYMM, I'll just write out my sentence and put 5 at the end. When I've finished writing and editing my paper, I go through and turn all the little colored numbers into proper footnotes. Tada!

Now, if I could have it my way, Word would have a tool that would make this ten hundred times faster. Like, I could tell Word, "Word, recognize that Terrence O'Neill's autobiography is green. Every time you see a green number, insert a citation for his autobiography!"

But of course that'd be far too easy.
Things I'm diggin'
1. My Bodum french press travel mug. Only, mine is chartreuse and says "make taste, not waste." A nifty 50% off at Ryan's.
2. Firefox Personas... adding a little flair to my web browser, lord knows I spend too much time staring at it!
3. Delicious Thai curry soup
4. These three songs (yeah, I realize these are all 'old news' blahblahblah)
5. Write or die
of course this is the weekend I've got loads of work to do...

So, in traditional Keavy style, a to-do list.

  • At least 8 pages of history paper
  • PULSE paper
  • Fill out release forms for Galway
  • translate the next few paragraphs of Peig
  • make notecards for US History
  • Spend some time outside enjoying the sunshine
  • Upload all of those CDs to itunes
  • Create a packing list: What goes home, what gets ditched, what gets sent to Ireland (?), what gets given away
  • Laundry
In other news, I saw a guy almost get arrested last night from my perfect perch of a window. Apparently Brookline cabs aren't allowed to pick up passengers in Chestnut Hill? The cop who pulled him over (unmarked cop car, btw) kept saying "you are NOT a BOSTON CAB!" In the end the cabbie tried to push it off on the kids who hailed him ("You're the one who knows the law!") and was fined a hefty $500. I don't understand the law, and I've certainly ridden in Brookline cabs before... strange indeed.

There are 4 days of classes left. Yikes.