Nerds and Turkey Day

Thanksgiving was great... I got to see my brother, Adam, who came up from San diego, my mom who came up from Kansas, and my grandma who came down from Canada. The feast was delicious, especially the mashed potatoes (about 75% of which I ate). We all congregated at my mom's friend, Dana's, house along with Dana's two kids and their other halfs, as well as Dana's sister and niece. Overall it was quite a delightful experience (or as my grandma would say, "marvelous!") with good food, good wine, and good company.

Saturday was fully reserved for a wedding, which my whole family attended. Well, the first half of the day was reserved for the time-honored ceremony of getting ready, while the second half was for the actual wedding and reception. The ceremony began with the lovely, "ridding of the stink" excercise, in which hair was washed and the comforting feeling of hot water absorbed. Following shortly after was the "shaping of the eyebrows", of which my mother got plenty of emberrasing pictures. Finally I was instructed, for about the fiftieth time on how to put on make up. Sad? That a 19 year-old girl knows not how to put on her own makeup? Yeah... kinda. I tell you what I can do... I can put on eyeliner by myself. But whenever I do, I end up thinking that it looks too dark, so I slowly rub it away. I think by the time I'm satisfied with how it looks, there really isn't any makeup left on my face. Oh yeah. I got dressed too and on the way to the wedding my mom and I stopped at a nail shop to spoil ourselves. It was so nice... the seat they have you sit in to get a pedicure is also a massage chair, so while I was waiting to have my feet so marvelously attended to I got a nice, relaxing back massage. I highly reccomend it.

So I officially passed the "geek test" in math today. My prof was talking about pi briefly, and wrote on the overhead, "3.14159...". Of course she followed with, "does anybody know any more of pi?" Being the nerd that I am, I audatiously spoke up and my hidden nerdiness with, "...265358979". I think that everybody in the classroom was just thinking, "I mean really... who knows that much of Pi?". I do indeed suspect there to be a few others out there keeping what they really learned in high school math inside: the strip of about 400 numbers of Pi lining their math classrooms. Regardless of how dorky I was, it still would have been a lot cooler to have known about 30 more digits. Then again I'm not Kiersten.

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