Reese’s cup #3, 23:30: Thorn finished and submitted and the office cleared out for my people-quiet, music-loud, quality alone time with my Discrete and Combinatorial Algebra book. However long it takes, baby. Oh, yeah.

Reese’s cup #2, 15:30: Completion of the first draft of The Kernel, the monthly technology newsletter published by my third employer. I must have looked like some kind of shit today, because after the Chemistry Safety Seminar, Dr. M said, “Let’s cancel the [weekly research] meeting tomorrow morning. You look tired; sleep in. I’ll see you Saturday morning anyway.” So now I have a nice, large block of time in the morning to learn some discrete math. Not five minutes later, I ran into the Cool CS Guy, who also remarked on my apparently evident fatigue. I mentioned I’d been struggling with homework, and he offered to hang with me…

First Reese’s cup: 02:10. Computer Architecture Homework #1 done. Albeit with many tears and some crucial help from Luke. So he gets a Reese’s cup tomorrow later if I remember, and I’m trying not to feel bad for breaking my “no help” rule, even though I gave him credit on the assignment. How many hours did I spend trying to find a way to symbolically separate a 32-bit immediate (constant) into its two halves in MIPS assembly? Let’s not count, shall we? I’m going to steal a little of Luke’s thunder and make mention of his story about keeping things in perspective. Actually, I’m just going to mention the key…

They were the family band I mentioned from the Blues Festival this weekend. They have a website … featuring the pipsqueak with the harmonica. Their CD (Gotta Have Love), which Luke bought at the show and which he was kind enough to drop by last night for my listening pleasure, is pretty damn good. It grows on you. This blues thing is kinda cool…