Idiot of the week.
Mathematical Principals #101.
The singular term for Matracies is not Matrace. Its MATRIX, you bubbly jumble of fool.

*sigh*
I had an hour lecture this morning on the benefits of Matrace Multiplication in the OpenGL graphical manipulation calculations. Ok, so it would have been helpful to know that BEFORE the bloody assignment was due, and probably more effective if the Lecturer didn't need to stop and correct herself every five seconds. Am I being cynical? Or am I just being a bitch?

I should be supportive of the only female Caucasian lecturer in the department. I should also thank my lucky stars she doesn't start lecturing in Korean in the middle of a lecture (unlike some). I guess I can console myself with the fact that I, at least, had the decency to turn up... not like the other 80 people who 'forgot' to attend.

Bastards. Why didn't they tell me it was a boycott?

On a bright note, I now have two assignments to deal with this week. Prolog and Computer Graphics. Gak. I've been taken over by the Apathy Bunnies. They're all cute and twitchy, and evil as hell. So, while I should be spitting teeth, and pulling hair... I'm kicking back in my high backed chair, listening to old music, practicing my yawning techniques.

Created a new RPG Character for Withy's new game. Looks like a cracker.
Instead of being
a) Isolated Royalty
b) Lowly Farmgirl
c) Half-Elven Wondergirl

I'm now just a plain old human girl, who's got a seriously bad attitude! Yay! She's a scammer, a schemer, and a manipulative little biddy! Yay! Go Me! With any luck, she wont get killed by mutant sand monsters within the first week....

Oh, and I've just discovered that I have a social problem! I'm supposed to be in three places at once. You thought I was going to say something like insanity, didncha!!!

I have two 21sts I should be attending, both of which I was stupid enough to RSVP to. I also have an "Advanced Digital Communications" assignment that will be screaming for attention as well. I considered trying to "double book" my night... as in... leave early/turn up late, but the drive out to one of the parties will take me well over an hour.. (if I'm lucky). I'm thinking I may just have to attempt to clone myself.

"Me" : Doyle, you go out past Dalby, and turn left at that signposty-lookin' thing, and say happy birthday to Rule dog for me.
"Myself": Ok, well, while I'm gone, you go out to that restaurant on Ruthvan St, and have a good time with Miss L.
&"I" : Righto, well, I'll just be at home doing the work that I'm supposed to be doing while you two go out and have all the bloody fun. *huff*

I have a horrible sinking feeling that I'm going to be the one left at home... again.

*withering sigh*
I need another Coffee.