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Well my health, which has been overall very good just took an abrupt downward plunge.(Think helicopter crash.)
And I didn't get the job at FST.
But on the bright side, the painkillers have made life somewhat more bearable, and I spent most of the afternoon reading Tuck, and school stuff by turns. The transitions were a bit strange, but it is all good now.
At some point I must start on that five page thing for Myhill, and do my 3 pages on Les Mis. But for right now I want to be bad in the least painful way, and am going to read more Tuck.
Whee!

proportions

In 9th grade I was told that 1 in 4 women will have experienced rape or attempted rape in their lifetimes. My teacher said, "pick four females close to you."

My immediate response: "Oh my God. Four sisters."

It's four years later. The score card?

Two attempted, one actual.

No one pressed charges.

So we have beaten the odds.

Does this make the world safer for some one else?

No.

Did I just pick the wrong four people?

Does it matter?

No.

Statistics are cruel.