Not quite. I graduated in 2002. Its entirely likely that some of the Tit Hallers in your year may remember me, although its unlikely, since I became a hermit wrt college life in my fourth year!
Yes, I was assuming that you’d be more likely to know people in years closer to yours. And Tit hall is one of the colleges I don’t know anyone from, unfortunately.
But you’d be only the year above me, then? (I graduated this year.) You knew any maths pt IIIs/PhDs? (Alison? Martin? Peter? Owen? Tom? Iain? Neil?)
Apparently not small. Yay, after all I can not get found out if I simultaniously date several women. I mean, computers.
Anyway, I need to be going soon. It’s a friend’s birthday, and a few of us are going out. See: mathematicians don’t spend every friday night trying to prove extensions of Ramsey’s theorem to uncountable sets!
{{Angua}} Working tonight? Is that this analysis you just got dumped on you? Good luck.
Don’t feel jealous yet - I haven’t yet told you about going to general dancing afterwards and the gorgeous german girl who’ll be flirting with me there
OTOH you can take comfort from: (1) I have a tendancy to multitask - my mind will keep drifting back to the Ramsey problem whenever there’s not enough else going on; and (2) the word ‘every’ in the last sentance of my previous post
That’s the one. I am however, off to the mosque fairly soon, and then there is a party I ought to go to.
Sits in a corner and sulks, and proves that all Trinitarians are bastards
Bwahaha! I’m even worse. Now this may be far too much TMI for some, but I was in bed once, with my (now seperated) boyfriend, and all I could think about was how I could best model the point spread function of Chandra’s mirrors. :eek: Talk about not being able to switch off!!
Don’t blame me! I have absolutely no idea why she likes me. I’m just happy that there’s someone who flirts with me more than everyone else
LOL. That was the best TMI I’ve ever read. It does make sense, though: it’s what you don’t have that you think about. It’s just that people who don’t have enough sex (ItheirHO) but can model the point spread function of Chandra’s mirrors as well as they have any desire to do, are more common than the reverse
This is true. Its another one of those things that has made me realise that I have serious work-aholic tendancies. Without any outside interference, I can become intensely focussed on my work and literaly lose myself in my work to the extent that I forget to eat, and drink coffee which serves to both keep me awake and surpress my appetite. It is really rather scary.
(BTW in case I wasn’t clear, that was ‘more than with anyone else’ not ‘more than anyone else does’)
Love?? Someone who notices me is a long way from a relationship let alone love. When we’ve met for coffee more than once, I’ll let you know if anything’s there…
There are worse mood killers - imagine the conversation during sex turning into an abortion debate. Ouch.
Sounds like a perfectly normal astrophysicist to me Just kidding.
Anyway, I really am leaving now. Have a good night.
OK, not to un-hijack or anything, but I finally booked a hotel room; if anyone else will be staying in a hotel, maybe we can all go back together at the end of the evening. Info:
Georgian House Hotel
35 St. George’s Drive, Tube: Victoria
Tel. 7834 1438
A bit pricier than I’d hoped, but what the heck, it’ll be worth it to sleep in a decent bed. (A lot of the cheapo singles are already booked, because I waited too long.)
I may or may not have checked out a few singles in my time, even in foreign lands, but I’ve never regretted holding out a bit longer, or sacrificing in order to end up with the best.
(I was telling my college roomie once upon a time – she is the one I will be visiting in Kent after the DopeFest – that I had just subscribed to Foreign Affairs. Her retort? “Why did you bother? It’s the story of your life, anyway!”
Of course, she’s the Salvadoran-American married to the Brit and raising ethnically confused children who were eligible at birth for three different passports, so she’s a fine one to talk.)
Honestly! Some people, take perfectly innocent comments and try to make something out of them
Yeah, but you have to realise that I’m a workaholic astrophysicist, and therefore, have no life, let alone a love life anymore. Therefore, I need some gossip from somewhere, seeing as my life doesn’t generate any anymore.
As Lu Tze just pointed out to me, and I quote…
This is because its 5:30 on a Sunday evening and I am doing data analysis in the office. :eek:
I want to use this as blackmail material!
On the subject of accommodation, I asked very early on in the thread if I’d be able to crash at someones, what with me being a poor grad student, and not getting paid nearly enough for what I do, I won’t be able to afford extortionate London hotel prices, and then I won’t be able to come to the DopeFest, and then you won’t get AnguaCookies[sup]TM[/sup] or mine pies, and then what will you all do?
And what I wanted to add to that post, before I was distracted by my work was that could I possibly crash at someones, since I can’t be arsed to look at the beggining of the thread again to find out if someone answered.
Picky picky. My brain is addled from looking at beta models…
Well, its OK for some. There has been no gossip about me for almost three years now. I just no longer do anything that is gossip worthy. Maybe its a sign that I’m a hermit or something.