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Paint the Town Red
Windy, Winter Jay Kiakas
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Shaderunners
Alex Assan, Lin Darrow
A ragtag band of bootleggers open a speakeasy for bottled colour in the greyscale city of Ironwell.
All Known Alternatives
Karolina 'Kajotko' Jankiewicz
Akane has only one way to get back home: collect the 42 keys to parallel worlds. Eri and Ben are just trying to get through the summer before university. When a magical key turns up in an old spare set, all three are forced to change their plans and fast.
Cyanide & Happiness
Explosm
Satire, dark humor and surreal humor.
Dumbing of Age
David M Willis
Joyce has been homeschooled her entire life until now, when she's suddenly a freshman in college! Things don't go well.
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That’s nothing. I showed up for class one day, only to discover that the exam I thought was scheduled for that day, was actually given on the day before.
…as evidenced between this story and the one below, I had a hard time in college. Just know that it has a happy ending, and I did get my degree in the end. It just took a lot longer than the typical 4 years.
I actually did that *twice* with two different exams.
First one I found out because the teacher emailed me after the exam should have been, second because I got there and no one was there.
Both were finals.
I was thankfully allowed to make up both.
On the day of the final for the hardest class I ever took, I got to class and realized I had forgotten my formula sheet. I made the twelve minute bike ride back to my apartment in four minutes, something that by all means should have been physically impossible.
It ended up working out, the teacher was late so I didn’t miss any of the exam.
I knew a boy in my class who was so tired from having spent all night studying for the exam the following morning, that he passed out about 20 minutes into the exam. The teacher did not bother to wake him up until a couple of minutes from the end (it was a 2-and-a-half hour exam), and informed him that he had slept through almost the entire exam.
First time I overslept in college will always live with me.
I woke up around 8:30, my class started at 8:30 and it was off campus. I had to forego a shower and rushed to the building as fast as possible. Bus wasn’t running so I had to walk the whole way. By the time I arrived, class was half over and I was hot and exhausted. All I wanted was to return to my dorm and take a long shower.
The first time i took a bar exam i fell asleep for 30 minutes during the second half of the MBE (the multiple choice part). this after going back to my hotel room to take a nap in between the two parts of the multiple choice.
I did that once, the ‘find out the final was rescheduled buy showing up’ thing. I didn’t care much though, since I was going to fail it anyway: it was a philosophy class and the teacher hated me, so *anything* I said or wrote was marked marked wrong. There’s still a small part of me that suspects he sent out a rescheduling email to everyone but me.
My first year roommate and I were both in ROTC, which meant having to get up before the crack of dawn several times a week for Physical Training (PT). I’m still not certain how I managed to get through four semesters of ROTC without a bunch of absences and tardies for PT sessions. I mean, 6am, college students, and physical activity just don’t mix.
One day my roommate and I both neglected to set our alarm clocks (which was related to an argument the previous evening about my alarm clock being too loud). My roommate utters “Fuck!” quite loudly, which woke me up, then I spend a few moments glancing back and forth between clocks to confirm that I’m not imagining things and proclaim “Oh, shit!” Both of us in unison then proclaim “We’re late for PT!” I think we then both determined that PT would be over before we could get our gym clothes on and head to the rec center, so we just put on normal street clothes and went for breakfast.
I can’t remember what the exact punishment was, but I’m certain it involved lots of pushups and angry people shouting at us.
I can attest to that. Throw in some mountain climbers, about a billion sit ups, pushups for days, running more in one morning’s PT regimen than you have for the first ~18 years of your life, and a whole bunch of pissed off military training instructors who love nothing more than exercise their vocal cords into your ears. Oddly enough, those were the best two months of my life. It sucks worse than hell while you’re there, but afterwards you wish you could go back. Unless you’re Finance. Those guys don’t do any work. Psh.
Happened the exact same way for me, too (minus the boyfriend-sleeping-next-to-me part). My roommate gets back from class at 10am… “Don’t you have class?”
I have a 1pm comp sci class this quarter that I just don’t try to go to most days, because the parking lot (which I think comes in around 5000 spaces) fills up at 12:30 and you literally cannot park at the school after that. 12:29, you’re ok, 12:31, you’re SOL and might as well go home.
When I was estimating the number of parking spots by averaging the parking space density over the total area of the lots, I forgot to include the parking structure. There should be at least 7000 spaces including the parking structure.
Well, the problem for me isn’t so much learning the material as it is doing and turning in the assignments…among other things, our professors are old, stubborn, and still learning the concept of “we could put up all the assignments and schedules online.” And then I still have to wake up to turn stuff in, because some of my professors won’t take assignments before the in-class due date.
Having the stuff online is great not just for people who skip class (me), but also highly convenient for anyone who didn’t get the assignment written down, lost it, etc. Quicker and more reliable than having to ask someone in the class, which also requires you to still have friends in your classes. And obviously they already have digital copies of any handouts, so it’s not asking them to do…much of anything, really.
It’s actually kind of mind boggling how behind my uni is with online integration…my high school had ~90% or better of the teachers with everything available online- schedules, timely grades, assignments, sometimes even notes. And that was 6 YEARS AGO. 6. YEARS. Meanwhile my university has TWO professors in my goddamn department that can manage this *amaaaaazing feat*. Two out of TWELVE.
It’s worse when you have trouble finding motivation to go to class, but you go to a small liberal arts college where all your professors actually know you and notice when you’re not there. Like, the only real reason for me to go to Calculus class is to turn in homework and take exams; other than that I learn on my own from the textbook… but the prof would definitely notice if I skipped too much.
Actually since the digits are independant of each other, so it might be read as IX-I-I since you are hitting nine, one and one rather than nine hundred and eleven. It’s not really a problem I imagine Medieval Scribes hitting a lot, but they would probably do with individual numbers as opposed to a total.
Still, you do need at least something there to show that the number isn’t some other combination like IX-II (9-2), I-XI-I (1-11-1) or I-X-I-I (1-10-1-1).
Ancient writing relied in two methods for clarity: A) that literate people could tell what was a word/what made sense in context, and B) use of dots between words or numbers to indicate end/start points for words. (People.today.sometimes.do.this.when.their.spacebar.is.broken. It’seasiertoreadthanjustrunningeverythingtogether.) If it were critically important that the numbers be separated, it would have probably been written IX.I.I.
Whoops. That “People.today” threaded text was too long for a stacked message. ^^; It says “People today sometimes do this when their spacebar is broken” for anyone (like me) who can’t see the whole text in their layout.
Didn’t have the heart for it? I understand. It doesn’t pay to be too im-pulse-ive with your puns. Make the wrong punchline and your hopes for a laugh will surely be in vein.
I feel like as much as she over studies she can just get the notes off someone else and be fine. Unless Willis is cruel and a report or project was due or it was an exam day with a jerk professor. Nice ones allow makeup without penalty within a day or two if notified immediately. Nasty ones dock you a full grade on it regardless.
A classic, for when the students quit showing up for class.
Question 1. What is your name?
Question 2. What is the date?
Question 3. What is the title of your textbook. This is an “open book” question.
Question 4. What is the name of your professor?
Each question is worth 25%. This pop quiz is worth a full test grade. There will be no makeups.
She probably bought into the bs that I bought into my first time in college – that somehow perfect attendance shows up on your transcripts and thus makes any kind of difference on a resume or job application.
These days, of the jobs that don’t reject me BECAUSE of my college career, probably half or more never ask for my transcripts or even a reference from the college/university. Those that do seem to glance at the GPA and degree held. :/ It’d have been nice if someone had told me that back in 1998 when I was graduating from high school. :/
The next page will Dorothy causing a loud screams heard through the entire campus, then jolting up out of bed the quickly getting dressed and dragging Walky out of bed causing him to forget his pants…
This happens to me constantly. Thing is, I’m never actually late.
Something happens to my brain around four AM where it says “Wake 20% up, look at clock, somehow interpret the numbers as ‘You’re late!’ even though it’s pitch black out, panic, jump out of bed launching cat curled up on your chest across the room (distance is improving!), get five feet toward door before ability to tell time boots up, curse, go back to sleep for four hours.”
My alarm went off one morning, I got up, fed the cat and was eating breakfast. I noticed it was looking awfully dark for the time it was supposed to be. So I checked the time elsewhere. My alarm clock had the set buttons on top, and my cat had managed to bump the time forward about 3 hours so I would get up and feed him at 4 AM.
When I was living with a host family volunteering in Mexico, my first night there I woke up in the middle of the night. I saw light through the window and thought it was the sun (actually just streetlights). Checked my watch and it said 2:00… So of course I flipped out and thought I had slept in until 2pm on my first day with my host family and that they’d hate me and think I was lazy and awful and so on. I think I was already crying when I realized it was the middle of the night. And then somehow I made the same mistake again the next night.
When I started college, I signed up fo 8 am classes, thinking it would be easy to get up for them since I had been doing that in high school for the last four years. Turns out it’s harder to get out of bed when you don’t have your parents there to yell at you to get up.
Nowadays, I wake up with my alarm right away, but back I. The day it was far too easy to just shut off my alarm and go back to sleep. I kinda feel like I wasted my 20s just because I couldn’t manage a proper sleep schedule on my own (for a while there when I was 19, I had completely reversed my sleep schedule, sleeping through the day and staying up all night). This of course resulted in me failing out of collegeNd having to live at hme for a while while I got my act together.
Go to fucking class. Seriously. Once you get into the habit of skipping, it’s hard to break that habit. They always say you need to study 2 hours for every hour you’re in class, but that’s bullshit. As long as you go to class, pay attention, take good notes, and participate you’ll be golden. College really doesn’t take much effort, but it does take some effort.
If you’re having a hard time getting out of bed in the morning, put your alarm clock on the other side of the room. That way you have to get up to turn it off rather than just mash the snooze button over and over again. My mistake was using my stereo as an alarm when it had a remote so I could turn it off without getting up.
My biggest issue is staying up until 3 or 4am doing homework and then getting up for class at 8… Any tips for that? I’m REALLY not an 8am person, but on the other hand having this schedule means I only have one class at 11 on Tuesdays and no class at all on Thursdays… If you ask me on a Thursday if I’d give up my day off to sleep in on MWF, I’d say hell no. If you asked me at 8am on MWF, however…
As much as it blows to do this, my recommendation is to spend at least four hours Tuesday and Thursday at school doing homework. It’s much easier to focus in the school library than at home, and you’ll get the work done during the day so you can actually sleep at night. If you stick to it and manage to get all of your work done on Tuesday and Thursday, you can do whatever the fuck you want all day after you’re done with school MWF, which is a great feeling.
Pretty good advice. Anything for a guy who has a half-hour commute to school and apparently can’t write a term paper on his home computer to save his goddamn life?
A half-hour to school isn’t all that bad. Think of it this way, if you spend a half hour to school, 4 hours at school, and a half back, that’s five hours of the day, but how much longer would you spend doing those same assignments at home? Ten hours? Fifteen?
Of course personally I made the decision a few quarters ago that if I have to choose between taking an 8am class and graduating a quarter later, I’ll graduate later. I’m so useless at 8am I’m not even going to bother any more.
Don’t leave your homework until the last minute? Kevin’s right about not doing the homework at home, that basically never works for me. Too used to goofing off there.
Other than that, if, for example, you’re staying up until 2-3 am just futzing around online, I recommend a program that shuts off your computer at ~11pm-midnight, and possibly sleeping pills (if you can take them early enough to get the required 8 hours.) Low dose melatonin is relatively harmless, from what I’ve read, and puts me out. Then it’s caffeine on a shelf right next to the bed, for the hard part.
Sucks that I have to regulate my sleep via drugs, but that’s where my life is at. I mean, theoretically I’m supposed to be altering my screwey brain chemistry via adderall anyway, and I’ve been known to drink, so it’s not exactly novel.
I don’t really have time for not doing homework at the last minute, though. Even if I do get some of my homework earlier, I still have plenty left for the middle of the night (which is when I’m most productive). Doesn’t help that every.single.one of my assignments takes me about 5x longer than anybody else I know, so I can basically spend all my free time doing homework and pull at least one all-nighter a week and still have to turn in half-completed assignments that I just couldn’t get done on time.
Do you have attention problems? I suggested working at the school library because I can’t focus for shit when I’m at home and a one-hour assignment will take me three or five hours. Lately most of my time doing math homework at home has consisted of mining iron and redstone. I finally found some more diamonds…
I honestly don’t know how I just didn’t pass out in the middle of the street in my highschool years when I have to be a classes at 7:00 and school was quite far D: D:
Well, she’s not a virgin after all. She knows what it’s all about.
On the other hand, considering this is only the second time she’s slept next to someone, I’m surprised she got any sleep at all.back when I was dating, it would always take me a while to get used to having another person in bed with me. I wouldn’t be able to sleep the first few nights. Frankly, I’m surprised Walky got any sleep at all that first night.
Some people seem to be more naturally inclined to sleeping with another person than by themselves. My ex was that way; she was always out like a light when we were together.
This is why morning classes are Satan. My lowest marks are all in classes before 10 AM.
At least now I’ve realized that I don’t need to attend every single one of them so if I do sleep past my alarms I don’t die of panic and run over in the middle of winter in nothing but jeans and a t-shirt.
Ahh I remember the first time I accidentally slept though a class
I nearly had a heart attack when I woke up and realized I had forgotten to set an alarm
What use is to Dorothy to be woken up to be reminded of a class that started 2 hours ago? Unless she has another class coming soon by that point it would be better to just let her sleep…
She’s got Gender Studies (as does Walky). I’m not sure when the start time for that is, but it’s after Walky’s (and Joyce, Billie, Sal, and Mike’s) math class, which I think from Walky’s reaction to Dorothy having an 8 AM Monday class has be a 9 or later class. So 10 or 11, probably.
Should make for an interesting discussion in Gender Studies, though?
Leslie: “Does anybody have anything they would like to discuss with the group?”
Walky: “I GOT LAID LAST NIGHT!!!”
I think it’ll be more she blames herself for letting Walky distract her. Either way he won’t be seeing much of her lately and probably won’t be able to shut up about the sex, except no one wants to hear it and it turns out he doesn’t really have friends.
Dorothy, Dorothy, Dorothy. This is why well organized pre-presidential candidates arrange their sexy times for Friday and Saturday nights. Eyes on the prize.
Ironically, I slept through my alarm this morning, it went off, but somehow was tuned to a station that is no longer broadcasting, so no noise. Luckily it was only 45 minutes after the alarm time, so I still managed to work on time. Which made me wonder what I do on normal mornings that wastes 45 minutes.
I was also confused that she was back in bed. I assumed processing would involve something like actually looking at them and maybe figuring out who Amazi-Girl is.
Man, I’m so old-school I imagine “processing pictures” to still refer to the time spent in the darkroom with the raw film, and then the negatives in the enlarger and the various trays of chemical baths.
And that’s why you never, ever, ever, ever schedule anything before 10:00 in college unless the course is both vital to your subject and unavailable at any other point in time at all OR you have a self-loathing so intense it can be seen from space.
But nothri, I hear you ask, what if I’m just the kind of person who has no trouble getting up in the morning and loves to come awake as early as possible?
My response: Greetings, sapient being, and welcome to our planet. We appreciate your interest and curiosity of our ways, bizarre as they must seem to you (as I can assure yours are to us). It is my sincere hope that we have much to teach one another, from completely and totally different worlds though we may come.
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And then Zombie Dorothy murdered everybody.
I expect she filled her pants first.
With triplets?
No, with dodecatuplets!
Why I read that as ‘Someone Capulet’ is beyond me but my next thought was “Wow won’t that make the Montagues jealous”
The highest of brows.
Dodo Capulet, Juliet’s little sister (which would make her about 11…)
Wasn’t she a Doctor Who companion?
Who will not have been, eventually?
No, just the the school staff, her classmates, Walky, and Sierra. She isn’t THAT bloodthirsty, GOD.
She wouldn’t kill Walky. Not after getting to taste that caramel.
I don’t know, caramel brains sounds oddly delicious.
It will only be a small killing.
Just a little death.
I see what you did there. *nudge nudge*
What’s with the bomb Gravatar?
Shock does that.
The first time I slept in.
…and realized that I had an exam that day
I slept in multiple times before I fucked up that bad.
And replace “exam” with “finals.”
That’s nothing. I showed up for class one day, only to discover that the exam I thought was scheduled for that day, was actually given on the day before.
…as evidenced between this story and the one below, I had a hard time in college. Just know that it has a happy ending, and I did get my degree in the end. It just took a lot longer than the typical 4 years.
I actually did that *twice* with two different exams.
First one I found out because the teacher emailed me after the exam should have been, second because I got there and no one was there.
Both were finals.
I was thankfully allowed to make up both.
On the day of the final for the hardest class I ever took, I got to class and realized I had forgotten my formula sheet. I made the twelve minute bike ride back to my apartment in four minutes, something that by all means should have been physically impossible.
It ended up working out, the teacher was late so I didn’t miss any of the exam.
I knew a boy in my class who was so tired from having spent all night studying for the exam the following morning, that he passed out about 20 minutes into the exam. The teacher did not bother to wake him up until a couple of minutes from the end (it was a 2-and-a-half hour exam), and informed him that he had slept through almost the entire exam.
Some teachers can be real doo-doo heads.
First time I overslept in college will always live with me.
I woke up around 8:30, my class started at 8:30 and it was off campus. I had to forego a shower and rushed to the building as fast as possible. Bus wasn’t running so I had to walk the whole way. By the time I arrived, class was half over and I was hot and exhausted. All I wanted was to return to my dorm and take a long shower.
Then 9/11 happened. Yeah.
The first time i took a bar exam i fell asleep for 30 minutes during the second half of the MBE (the multiple choice part). this after going back to my hotel room to take a nap in between the two parts of the multiple choice.
@Kevin: Well, time runs slower the closer to the speed of light you move.
I skipped the exam review day, as it was a simple gen ed course. The professor SAID it was the exam review day.
I showed up on the day of the test, no one in sight. I never got a full answer as to why the test had been given on the review day.
I did that once, the ‘find out the final was rescheduled buy showing up’ thing. I didn’t care much though, since I was going to fail it anyway: it was a philosophy class and the teacher hated me, so *anything* I said or wrote was marked marked wrong. There’s still a small part of me that suspects he sent out a rescheduling email to everyone but me.
meh – I crammed 4 years into 7 myself.
What’s with the big boom Gravatar?
My first year roommate and I were both in ROTC, which meant having to get up before the crack of dawn several times a week for Physical Training (PT). I’m still not certain how I managed to get through four semesters of ROTC without a bunch of absences and tardies for PT sessions. I mean, 6am, college students, and physical activity just don’t mix.
One day my roommate and I both neglected to set our alarm clocks (which was related to an argument the previous evening about my alarm clock being too loud). My roommate utters “Fuck!” quite loudly, which woke me up, then I spend a few moments glancing back and forth between clocks to confirm that I’m not imagining things and proclaim “Oh, shit!” Both of us in unison then proclaim “We’re late for PT!” I think we then both determined that PT would be over before we could get our gym clothes on and head to the rec center, so we just put on normal street clothes and went for breakfast.
I can’t remember what the exact punishment was, but I’m certain it involved lots of pushups and angry people shouting at us.
“lots of pushups and angry people shouting” is how i imagine military basic training to be.
I can attest to that. Throw in some mountain climbers, about a billion sit ups, pushups for days, running more in one morning’s PT regimen than you have for the first ~18 years of your life, and a whole bunch of pissed off military training instructors who love nothing more than exercise their vocal cords into your ears. Oddly enough, those were the best two months of my life. It sucks worse than hell while you’re there, but afterwards you wish you could go back. Unless you’re Finance. Those guys don’t do any work. Psh.
Happened the exact same way for me, too (minus the boyfriend-sleeping-next-to-me part). My roommate gets back from class at 10am… “Don’t you have class?”
I’m gonna need a transparancy of that Panel 3 Sierra, Willis.
She looks the same in the other two panels. Are you numberist? o_O
No, panel three she is clearly bracing herself for unholy amounts of panic being released.
He’s into the Cyclops look.
Is this sufficient, or would you like me to get rid of the junk at the edges?
http://i.imgur.com/q5qEf3U.png
But if that’s true, then shouldn’t the Dalek Eye stalk come out of her head now?
That’s the next panel.
Please state the nature of your medical emergency.
A clear statement of your symptoms will help us provide the medical practitioner appropriate to your individual needs.
Janeway has been acting out her fantasies on the holo deck again, but this time she got… stuck…
Thanks for that, now I will be hearing Dotty speaking with SF Debris’ Evil Janeway voice.
Just as long as it wasn’t as class you enjoy, you can make it up later.
I think it’s Gender Studies. Which might be one of Dorothy’s favorite classes.
That would be a shame, we haven’t seen any decent DoAverse Leslie for quite some time now.
Maybe she’s having nightmares about babies being thrown out of windows…
Or babies forming in her tummy, which is worse for obvious reasons.
For some reason I interpreted “DoAverse Leslie” as “doable Leslie”. It’s clear to see where my mind’s happy place is.
Nah, pretty sure Gender Studies is after lunch.
Pretty sure it’s math…. as Sal’s coming with them and I don’t think she’s in gender studies.
Either way, it’s the class Joyce is in, and which Dotty and Walky will come running into while out of breath and disheveled. . .
*dramatic Joycemunk*
If it’s math maybe someone will fake notes for her so the teacher won’t notice she was absent?
It’s Intro to Logic: http://www.dumbingofage.com/2012/comic/book-3/01-if-the-shoes-split/logic/
And with parent’s weekend over, it is indeed Monday. Well played, shietka.
You don’t understand. This absence is going to show up on her permanent record.
A different reaction to Amber’s “ALL SHALL BURN”
Missing video games is far more important in college than missing class.
Oh no. Once you realize the world doesn’t end from missing one class, it’s all downhill from there.
I can back THAT one up, unfortunately. :/
Same here. Once I discovered that classes of 400 don’t take attendance, waking promptly at 7:30 wasn’t a priority.
As long as you still understood the subject matter and did your assignments, you should survive.
I did fine. All the useful stuff in Comp Sci happens in computer labs, not lecture halls.
I have a 1pm comp sci class this quarter that I just don’t try to go to most days, because the parking lot (which I think comes in around 5000 spaces) fills up at 12:30 and you literally cannot park at the school after that. 12:29, you’re ok, 12:31, you’re SOL and might as well go home.
When I was estimating the number of parking spots by averaging the parking space density over the total area of the lots, I forgot to include the parking structure. There should be at least 7000 spaces including the parking structure.
Comp Sci? Lab? What is this manner of sorcery?
Mind you, the amount of CS degrees LSU gives out is no where near record breaking.
Well, the problem for me isn’t so much learning the material as it is doing and turning in the assignments…among other things, our professors are old, stubborn, and still learning the concept of “we could put up all the assignments and schedules online.” And then I still have to wake up to turn stuff in, because some of my professors won’t take assignments before the in-class due date.
Having the stuff online is great not just for people who skip class (me), but also highly convenient for anyone who didn’t get the assignment written down, lost it, etc. Quicker and more reliable than having to ask someone in the class, which also requires you to still have friends in your classes. And obviously they already have digital copies of any handouts, so it’s not asking them to do…much of anything, really.
It’s actually kind of mind boggling how behind my uni is with online integration…my high school had ~90% or better of the teachers with everything available online- schedules, timely grades, assignments, sometimes even notes. And that was 6 YEARS AGO. 6. YEARS. Meanwhile my university has TWO professors in my goddamn department that can manage this *amaaaaazing feat*. Two out of TWELVE.
Professors tend to have been at their jobs (and ossified there, along with their habits) for much longer than most public school teachers.
It’s worse when you have trouble finding motivation to go to class, but you go to a small liberal arts college where all your professors actually know you and notice when you’re not there. Like, the only real reason for me to go to Calculus class is to turn in homework and take exams; other than that I learn on my own from the textbook… but the prof would definitely notice if I skipped too much.
True story
“Call 911′
OK, what’s the number?
It’s 000 here in Oz.
Do the ambulances have to follow the yellow brick road?
Only in Munchkin land.
Is that what you lot are calling New Zealand now?
No, that’s Hobbitville.
XD
* Hobbiton – there, fixed it for you
It reminds me of the Dane Cook joke where he slept in until like…3 pm on his first day as the manager for his job.
“Someone call IXII!”
Don’t you mean CMXI?
Quote from Hercules. Take it up with Disney?
Actually since the digits are independant of each other, so it might be read as IX-I-I since you are hitting nine, one and one rather than nine hundred and eleven. It’s not really a problem I imagine Medieval Scribes hitting a lot, but they would probably do with individual numbers as opposed to a total.
Still, you do need at least something there to show that the number isn’t some other combination like IX-II (9-2), I-XI-I (1-11-1) or I-X-I-I (1-10-1-1).
How did the Ancient Roman phone system solve that conundrum?
Ancient writing relied in two methods for clarity: A) that literate people could tell what was a word/what made sense in context, and B) use of dots between words or numbers to indicate end/start points for words. (People.today.sometimes.do.this.when.their.spacebar.is.broken. It’seasiertoreadthanjustrunningeverythingtogether.) If it were critically important that the numbers be separated, it would have probably been written IX.I.I.
Whoops. That “People.today” threaded text was too long for a stacked message. ^^; It says “People today sometimes do this when their spacebar is broken” for anyone (like me) who can’t see the whole text in their layout.
I hope you know your DRABCD Sierra.
Dr. Who is
Really
A
Back and
Chest
Doctor?
Umm not exactly…
Drunks
Really
Abuse
Best freinds and
Chums
Daily?
(Not physically of course)
Not talking about Billie or Ruth here. ^_^
Don’t
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Brony video
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You are on a roll, ain’t ya?
Don’t
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Bread-
Chewing
Demon
With a minor in gynecology.
“Hello Mrs. Roberts. Having back problems again? No problem just take of your pants.”
So Dorothy is saying she had a heartattack because she’s late for class and this might effect her scholarship, right?
So I guess that means she just had…..a stroke of genius!
Eh? Eh?
I wouldn’t be so alarmist about it.
Keep up the puns and someone’s gonna clock you.
You could always protect yourself by putting your hands on your face.
This is a serious issue, this isn’t the me for puns!
**the time, thank you autocorrect
I would have joined in but I couldn’t think of any other good puns as a reply.
Didn’t have the heart for it? I understand. It doesn’t pay to be too im-pulse-ive with your puns. Make the wrong punchline and your hopes for a laugh will surely be in vein.
What can I say, my biorhythms must be off or some shit.
I’m having flashbacks to that Punsy McHale episode of The Marvelous Misadventures of Flapjack.
Maybe she should wake Walky so he can take care of her angina?
…I’ll show myself out.
Walky performs a CPR?
Walky performs a last rites.
Sprinkler with nachito powder – dust to cheesy dust
Boy, one night of torrid passion and Dorothy’s entire lifeplan is already starting to go off the rails.
Time skip to her drinking wine in a gutter wearing tathered clothes saying “where did it all go wrong?”
Caramel abs have been the death of many a poor girl, and lord, she knows she’s one.
+1
As they say on memebase, the fail here is premarital sex.
WOW. I just remembered that I have the WORST avatar for that comment.
Willis likes to go all Owellian Editor when it comes to posts that say FIRST.
I approve.
He’s also very quick, in time I posted that message, the guy who posted First disappeared.
The WillisBots (a bunch of guys in cardboard Hot Shot costumes) are en route to his location as we speak, and he’ll never be heard from again.
One missed class. That’s all it took. TEENAGE SEXING KILLED MY PATH TO THE PRESIDENCY, by Dorothy.
Now, instead, she will be banished to Monster Island!
She can appear on Robin’s future talk show!
Hahaha, Dorothy scheduled a class before 11.
What is this, amateur hour?
♥ Sierra. ♥ her so much.
Get in line.
I feel like as much as she over studies she can just get the notes off someone else and be fine. Unless Willis is cruel and a report or project was due or it was an exam day with a jerk professor. Nice ones allow makeup without penalty within a day or two if notified immediately. Nasty ones dock you a full grade on it regardless.
A classic, for when the students quit showing up for class.
Question 1. What is your name?
Question 2. What is the date?
Question 3. What is the title of your textbook. This is an “open book” question.
Question 4. What is the name of your professor?
Each question is worth 25%. This pop quiz is worth a full test grade. There will be no makeups.
She probably bought into the bs that I bought into my first time in college – that somehow perfect attendance shows up on your transcripts and thus makes any kind of difference on a resume or job application.
These days, of the jobs that don’t reject me BECAUSE of my college career, probably half or more never ask for my transcripts or even a reference from the college/university. Those that do seem to glance at the GPA and degree held. :/ It’d have been nice if someone had told me that back in 1998 when I was graduating from high school. :/
The next page will Dorothy causing a loud screams heard through the entire campus, then jolting up out of bed the quickly getting dressed and dragging Walky out of bed causing him to forget his pants…
It too bad this thing doesn’t have a Edit option
This happens to me constantly. Thing is, I’m never actually late.
Something happens to my brain around four AM where it says “Wake 20% up, look at clock, somehow interpret the numbers as ‘You’re late!’ even though it’s pitch black out, panic, jump out of bed launching cat curled up on your chest across the room (distance is improving!), get five feet toward door before ability to tell time boots up, curse, go back to sleep for four hours.”
You can go back to sleep? Lucky.
If you can’t yet tell time, you’re not yet Fully awake.
My alarm went off one morning, I got up, fed the cat and was eating breakfast. I noticed it was looking awfully dark for the time it was supposed to be. So I checked the time elsewhere. My alarm clock had the set buttons on top, and my cat had managed to bump the time forward about 3 hours so I would get up and feed him at 4 AM.
When I was living with a host family volunteering in Mexico, my first night there I woke up in the middle of the night. I saw light through the window and thought it was the sun (actually just streetlights). Checked my watch and it said 2:00… So of course I flipped out and thought I had slept in until 2pm on my first day with my host family and that they’d hate me and think I was lazy and awful and so on. I think I was already crying when I realized it was the middle of the night. And then somehow I made the same mistake again the next night.
Considering how daylight saving time over here means wake up when is still dark I wouldn’t blame you for getting confused.
I like how she’s awake enough to care but still too tired to show it.
You just described my life in a nutshell.
When I started college, I signed up fo 8 am classes, thinking it would be easy to get up for them since I had been doing that in high school for the last four years. Turns out it’s harder to get out of bed when you don’t have your parents there to yell at you to get up.
Nowadays, I wake up with my alarm right away, but back I. The day it was far too easy to just shut off my alarm and go back to sleep. I kinda feel like I wasted my 20s just because I couldn’t manage a proper sleep schedule on my own (for a while there when I was 19, I had completely reversed my sleep schedule, sleeping through the day and staying up all night). This of course resulted in me failing out of collegeNd having to live at hme for a while while I got my act together.
..god damn it’s hard to type on a tablet…
Tell me about it. Why I still prefer a labtop.
Shit, that’s where I am right now, unfortunately. Any advice you can give me to a currently struggling 23-year-old?
Go to fucking class. Seriously. Once you get into the habit of skipping, it’s hard to break that habit. They always say you need to study 2 hours for every hour you’re in class, but that’s bullshit. As long as you go to class, pay attention, take good notes, and participate you’ll be golden. College really doesn’t take much effort, but it does take some effort.
If you’re having a hard time getting out of bed in the morning, put your alarm clock on the other side of the room. That way you have to get up to turn it off rather than just mash the snooze button over and over again. My mistake was using my stereo as an alarm when it had a remote so I could turn it off without getting up.
My biggest issue is staying up until 3 or 4am doing homework and then getting up for class at 8… Any tips for that? I’m REALLY not an 8am person, but on the other hand having this schedule means I only have one class at 11 on Tuesdays and no class at all on Thursdays… If you ask me on a Thursday if I’d give up my day off to sleep in on MWF, I’d say hell no. If you asked me at 8am on MWF, however…
As much as it blows to do this, my recommendation is to spend at least four hours Tuesday and Thursday at school doing homework. It’s much easier to focus in the school library than at home, and you’ll get the work done during the day so you can actually sleep at night. If you stick to it and manage to get all of your work done on Tuesday and Thursday, you can do whatever the fuck you want all day after you’re done with school MWF, which is a great feeling.
Pretty good advice. Anything for a guy who has a half-hour commute to school and apparently can’t write a term paper on his home computer to save his goddamn life?
A half-hour to school isn’t all that bad. Think of it this way, if you spend a half hour to school, 4 hours at school, and a half back, that’s five hours of the day, but how much longer would you spend doing those same assignments at home? Ten hours? Fifteen?
Of course personally I made the decision a few quarters ago that if I have to choose between taking an 8am class and graduating a quarter later, I’ll graduate later. I’m so useless at 8am I’m not even going to bother any more.
Don’t leave your homework until the last minute? Kevin’s right about not doing the homework at home, that basically never works for me. Too used to goofing off there.
Other than that, if, for example, you’re staying up until 2-3 am just futzing around online, I recommend a program that shuts off your computer at ~11pm-midnight, and possibly sleeping pills (if you can take them early enough to get the required 8 hours.) Low dose melatonin is relatively harmless, from what I’ve read, and puts me out. Then it’s caffeine on a shelf right next to the bed, for the hard part.
Sucks that I have to regulate my sleep via drugs, but that’s where my life is at. I mean, theoretically I’m supposed to be altering my screwey brain chemistry via adderall anyway, and I’ve been known to drink, so it’s not exactly novel.
I don’t really have time for not doing homework at the last minute, though. Even if I do get some of my homework earlier, I still have plenty left for the middle of the night (which is when I’m most productive). Doesn’t help that every.single.one of my assignments takes me about 5x longer than anybody else I know, so I can basically spend all my free time doing homework and pull at least one all-nighter a week and still have to turn in half-completed assignments that I just couldn’t get done on time.
Do you have attention problems? I suggested working at the school library because I can’t focus for shit when I’m at home and a one-hour assignment will take me three or five hours. Lately most of my time doing math homework at home has consisted of mining iron and redstone. I finally found some more diamonds…
“Go to fucking class” A+, best advice. I have failed several classes, but none, not a single one, happened without me skipping at least 5 times.
I honestly don’t know how I just didn’t pass out in the middle of the street in my highschool years when I have to be a classes at 7:00 and school was quite far D: D:
Quick Dorothy, if you kill the alarm clock, you can avenge your own death.
A cow is about to be had.
Oh, I think her alarm went off! Her alarm for…um…for…caramel abs?
I’ll just…go.
Is it just me or can you EASILY imagine Sierra as a Cyclops for this strip?
Sierra = Turanga Leela?
Oh no she’s going to blame Walky and they’re going to break up over this aren’t they?
She wouldn’t have done anything with Walky if the rain hadn’t gotten her all excited. The weather must pay.
And thus Amazi-Girl gains a new arch-nemesis.
Stupid Rain fetish.
I’d like to think she’s too rational to actually *blame* Walky, but yeah, she might try to “take a break” over this.
She may turn to basting him now.
Friends reference. And yeah, if i have to pick, i’m on Ross’s side.
I hope this doesn’t lead to Dorothy considering dumping Walky because he’s a “distraction.”
Oh come on that would be straight up over reacting
And Dorothy never over-reacts!
My guess: She couldn’t drop him before, it would be even harder for her now.
Dorothy fears this the way Joyce fears sin.
I don’t think Dorothy is about to dump Walky as a distraction. I’m guessing she will do as she usually does, she will schedule.
Not likely she will consider Walky a ‘distraction’ if he was capable of rockin’ her world enough to cause this.
No one told you sex was gonna be this way.
Well, she’s not a virgin after all. She knows what it’s all about.
On the other hand, considering this is only the second time she’s slept next to someone, I’m surprised she got any sleep at all.back when I was dating, it would always take me a while to get used to having another person in bed with me. I wouldn’t be able to sleep the first few nights. Frankly, I’m surprised Walky got any sleep at all that first night.
Some people seem to be more naturally inclined to sleeping with another person than by themselves. My ex was that way; she was always out like a light when we were together.
Yea, after 3 years of LDR, I wake up every 20 minutes or so sleeping next to someone.
Dotty isn’t a virgin, but that’s irrelevant: the Rembrandts joke had to be done.
Nothing restarts a heart quite like a surprise girl on girl pash, just saying…
Don’t get our hopes up. We just saw the sinking of one of the most requested canon ships in this…
They could have a threeway. With Walky.
There is only so much caramel Dotty can handle at one time.
I don’t ship it, but I call it Twix. Dorothy is the pale cookie FYI.
Twix is (are?) surrounded in chocolate, not caramel.
Caramilk Bar …so how do you get the ….. [bye now]
So much for Yale.
If Dubya got into Yale, I think oversleeping g and missing one class isn’t going to hurt Dorothy that much.
Dorothy’s daddy didn’t go to Yale.
Cornell is better anyway.
Patrick Bateman thinks its overrated anyway.
He also thinks that ATMs eat cats.
Hoo boy, what a way to start the day.
This is why morning classes are Satan. My lowest marks are all in classes before 10 AM.
At least now I’ve realized that I don’t need to attend every single one of them so if I do sleep past my alarms I don’t die of panic and run over in the middle of winter in nothing but jeans and a t-shirt.
Ahh I remember the first time I accidentally slept though a class
I nearly had a heart attack when I woke up and realized I had forgotten to set an alarm
I smell a drama bomb.
What use is to Dorothy to be woken up to be reminded of a class that started 2 hours ago? Unless she has another class coming soon by that point it would be better to just let her sleep…
She’s got Gender Studies (as does Walky). I’m not sure when the start time for that is, but it’s after Walky’s (and Joyce, Billie, Sal, and Mike’s) math class, which I think from Walky’s reaction to Dorothy having an 8 AM Monday class has be a 9 or later class. So 10 or 11, probably.
Should make for an interesting discussion in Gender Studies, though?
Leslie: “Does anybody have anything they would like to discuss with the group?”
Walky: “I GOT LAID LAST NIGHT!!!”
Then segues into a rendition of the Andy Samberg “I Just Had Sex” video.
This happens.
Now she’s gonna be all like, NUUUU why did I date you? Your caramel sculpted body made me miss classssss. DDDDD8
Cool. First ruth and billie, next walky and dorothy. Willis giveth, willis taketh away.
Unless 911 can put Dorothy in touch with the Doctor, I don’t think they’d be able to help her. (Dr Emmett Brown is also acceptable.)
Speaking of terrible news related to penises…
http://i.imgur.com/ugyglf3.png
I wouldn’t say Sal was all THAT successful.
Indeed. Billie’s the only one who actually caught it. Sal just managed to get closer than Joyce ever did.
…Now I’ve got a mental image of Billie snatching a flying wriggly disembodied penis out of the sky…
Only in the Walkyverse can Danny’s penis be so desirable that Billie would fistfight Sal over it.
…And now I’ve got a mental image of Billie wielding the disembodied penis as a weapon against Sal. Defeat by cockslap is… probably rather unpleasant.
Sal’s a strong Martian-DNA laden lady. She could take on ten or twenty Danny Ds any day.
I imagine is more as a Pokemon-like scenario.
“Gotcha! WEENUS was caught!”
“What? WEENUS is evolving!”
“Congratulations! Your WEENUS evolved into BONIR!”
Sal’s Poké Ball wiggled a few times before letting it out, whereas Joyce’s missed altogether.
Well, she had it pinned down in Showalter Fountain that one time, but she decided to let it go.
A fiver says she’ll blame Walky in some way for this.
I think it’ll be more she blames herself for letting Walky distract her. Either way he won’t be seeing much of her lately and probably won’t be able to shut up about the sex, except no one wants to hear it and it turns out he doesn’t really have friends.
I’m curious. Is a fiver a five dollar bill, or is it some other form of currency?
A tennie says that a fiver’s a five dollar bill.
“A sawbuck says that a fiver’s a five dollar bill.”
Fixed it for you.
A simoleon says a shave and a haircut is two bits.
Fiver is a Rabbit isn’t he?
A fiver is a five euro note.
OGod. Red alert. Explosions imminent.
Wow Sierra is looking more busty than I remember.
Joyce: “Does anyone have a strap-on I can borrow?”
*cut to Dorothy*
Walky: “Ow ow ow ow ow OW!!!”
“But you said anal was no big deal!”
Dorothy, Dorothy, Dorothy. This is why well organized pre-presidential candidates arrange their sexy times for Friday and Saturday nights. Eyes on the prize.
Ah, those dreams of waking up late for a class still kinda echo even a few years after college is done.
I’m so glad to see this comic teaching kids about the dangers of premarital sex! Keep up the good work, Dave.
Ironically, I slept through my alarm this morning, it went off, but somehow was tuned to a station that is no longer broadcasting, so no noise. Luckily it was only 45 minutes after the alarm time, so I still managed to work on time. Which made me wonder what I do on normal mornings that wastes 45 minutes.
So whatever happened to Dotty analyzing the pictures of Amazi-Girl?
“process”
http://www.dumbingofage.com/2014/comic/book-4/01-the-only-dope-for-me-is-you/downtime/
Meaning, like, renaming them from “DC20234.jpg” into something more like “Amazi-Girl001.jpg.”
I don’t think you want to see comics about that.
I was also confused that she was back in bed. I assumed processing would involve something like actually looking at them and maybe figuring out who Amazi-Girl is.
It’s tomorrow. It’s 10am. It’s more than 12 hours later.
Dorothy prefers to spend a good portion of the night’s hours asleep, as not sleeping makes doing well in school harder.
Plus, they were out of Amazi-condoms
Man, I’m so old-school I imagine “processing pictures” to still refer to the time spent in the darkroom with the raw film, and then the negatives in the enlarger and the various trays of chemical baths.
I lived this storyline when I was in college.
It doesn’t end well for Walky.
And that’s why you never, ever, ever, ever schedule anything before 10:00 in college unless the course is both vital to your subject and unavailable at any other point in time at all OR you have a self-loathing so intense it can be seen from space.
But nothri, I hear you ask, what if I’m just the kind of person who has no trouble getting up in the morning and loves to come awake as early as possible?
My response: Greetings, sapient being, and welcome to our planet. We appreciate your interest and curiosity of our ways, bizarre as they must seem to you (as I can assure yours are to us). It is my sincere hope that we have much to teach one another, from completely and totally different worlds though we may come.
Sierra. All hail your adorableness.
I can see this being what makes her leave Walky
Dotty’s reaction… Is significantly better than Amby’s ‘all shall burn’