Tycho

Friday, January 30, 2004


Hey, you've all just "volunteered"...to read my blog!

Good evening all. Ok, I must admit, I have not been able to shake the feeling of regret/sadness/shame/rage/aggression/etc. yet. It's come and gone a few times.

I don't know why it's there, but whatever, I've had a good day!

Had lots of fun at cognitive thinking today [brainstormed about new types of reality shows we could create: "How Long can YOU Last in a Vacuum?" would be a big hit!!!].

417-426-415-375 <---- very important number for today. EXTREMELY important. Evidently my birthday is on a Friday this year, according to that number. From that little clue, you should be able to figure out what the hell that number means.

So, I don't remember Blogging today, so I'm gonna give you the straight dope from beginning to end.

Woke up [early!], made it to cognitive thinking on time [a first!], and enjoyed class, despite not being fully concious for much of it.

Came back to the apartment, pretended to work on my sufficiency for a bit, then gave up on the pretense and screwed around and played Neverwinter Nights.

Then took a quiz in Thermodynamics. Not too bad. Came back, and screwed around some more [NWN!!!]. Ate food. Screwed around even more.

Got down to the library at about 2140 to work with Claudio. Best of luck to you on that lin alg exam tomorrow, man! Went over the campus center to hang out with his friends for a few minutes [I don't think Sarah likes me]. Talked to another Sarah for a while and felt really bad for her because she's got the uber course load.

After that, I went downstairs and actually did do work on my sufficiency for a while, took as many notes as I could. These damn books give me jack shit about Fortitude, Bodyguard, and Double-Cross! *is pissed off*

Hiked back to my apartment, then decided to screw around more. Or rather, study for my cognitive thinking exam tomorrow. Then Bob called, and I talked to him for just under an hour.

And here I am, still not studying for my exam. I'm cutting this too close for comfort. Speaking about cutting, I need to shave. I'm like a freaking woolly mammoth! Without the hair. Or the tusks. Or those two extra legs. Or all that weight. Yeah, those things are fat bastards.

Ok, off to [really] study.

Grif: "I just want to let everyone know that I suck.....and I'm a girl......and I like ribbons in my hair....................and I want to kiss all the boys."

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