Mastercard
This is probably one of the dumbest things that you could name a
credit card. Ever. No, really. If you're american, and you're not from
New England or the
South, you wouldn't have cause to think about it. Because you pronounce your "r's ". I certainly didn't have cause the think about until today. My professor is from
Poland. He learned
Received Pronunciation when he learned
English. He doesn't pronounce "r's". No one
understands him when he was
MasterCard.
I talked to my
friend Michael for the first time since my friend Erin dropped out. He's
awesome. We talked about the
Green Party and some things that are going on this in
town. He invited me to come to the
Tibetan classes that just started on
Tuesday morning. I'm interested, and I think I
might go. I'm just worried that I'll fall behind in
sanskrit if I start something else. However, I'm probably not going to
continue in sanskrit next semester.
sigh. I have to make some decisions about what I'm doing with
myself.
...
And then I checked my email...
Erin is coming back! She's going to start school on Monday. This is very exciting. yay. May there be
ale and
dancing and
wild sex for everyone!