I’m ill. I suspect it’s the same bug that sent Jenn scrambling for illegal drugs. This may be the first time this school year that I’ve been ill with some bug attacking my immune system that is not a case of allergies. I’m still rather proud of my immune system, even if it glitched now. It also explains why the lack of sleep has been bothering me so much in the past day or so. I cut out of three hours of work yesterday to fall into a short coma in my room, which I justified with the fact that I put in enough hours at my other job to…

For the fall term: Organic Chemistry I (08:00… *frown*) Differential Equations II Analytical Chemistry II (yay!!) Artificial Intelligence Software Requirements and Specifications (“Reqs and Specs”) I Twenty credit hours. Three morning classes. One morning lab. Two group projects, two partnered lab classes. Organic chemistry. But: more analytical chemistry/chemical instrumentation. Artificial intelligence. Diff Eq II. Should be interesting, at the very least.

I’ve been thinking pretty hard this past week or so about the style of management I’m going to take in regards to the paper. I’d initially figured I’d be filling Luke and Bob’s shoes: being the face and front of the newspaper, rubbing elbows with the [relative] bigwigs, becoming famous. Because Luke and Bob are famous on this campus. When there’s a difficult interview or meeting to handle, they’ve always been right in front, making it known that the Thorn Was There. I don’t see that as my job as Editor-in-Chief. I don’t care if my name is reknown on campus–all that means is that more people are likely to…

Things currently on my mind: my SO and our recently-evolved relationship; managerial/leadership styles in relation to the newspaper; the computer architecture exam today; lightening my [emotional] baggage load (or maybe just acquiring some wheels to ease the traveling…); the comp. arch. paper due tomorrow; fixing (again!) the mess that is my lower left leg; and PLC. More interesting and detailed updates to come once I get past some of the schoolwork.

Emily Dickinson, Life, XI: MUCH madness is divinest sense To a discerning eye; Much sense the starkest madness. ’T is the majority In this, as all, prevails. Assent, and you are sane; Demur,—you ’re straightway dangerous, And handled with a chain. All I have to say is: indeed.