"The lander will now be left to the Martian elements. Storms may clear dust from the remaining solar arrays, Goldstein added, but with Phoenix’s parts broken, there is no hope that power will be restored."
Last week I posed a question to you, my faithful friends and followers, asking for some advice. (Don’t worry, I don’t expect you to remember; I know last week was a long long time ago in the Tumblr universe.)
The question was regarding a decision I need to make in a couple months, and there were three answers from which to choose.
I got three responses. Each voting for a different choice.
So, no closer to an answer, confused and conflicted, I wandered aimlessly around San Francisco: hands in pockets, head bent down, unseeing eyes pointed toward my shoes. I walked for hours. Days, even. Until finally, at my darkest hour, I was awakened from my addled stupor by the most glorious smells — hot soba noodles, teriyaki, tempura! Like a child, I stumbled wide eyed into the Kinokuniya Building. I was inundated by a flood of adorable stuffed bears dressed as fruits and vegetables, my favorite video game characters immortalized as tiny keychains, any object the mind can conjure anthropomorphized with this simple smiling face:
Friends, I have found my way. I have made my choice. Thanks to you, and to this toothpick holder:
Hey, so, you folks seem pretty smart, cool, and worldly. Can you help me make a decision?
I will be going back to school this Fall, and there’s no way I’m going to college and NOT taking advantage of the language courses offered. The problem is that I can’t decide which one to learn. I have it narrowed down to three, and all of them are equally interesting to me. So here are the choices, in no particular order: