On Life and Love

Whatever is making or breaking my day.

  • On Life and Love

    Anybody heading in my direction?

    That’d be away from the city… Natalie Imbruglia is keeping me company tonight. I owned her CD “Left of the Middle” when it first came out and loved it to death. Literally, apparently, because it subsequently became lost. I blame this on the fact that both my parents loved the CD, too, and each had it in their possession for a time. At any rate, I lost it, missed it for the past five years, and finally decided I should just buy the damn thing again. So I did. I need to go to the grocery store before I find myself subsisting entirely on Ramen noodles and pancakes. Shmoke and…

  • On Life and Love

    How is it that I’m still up at 03:30…?

    So I’m in the parents’ new apartment. It’s a very nice apartment: looks expensive, and folks in this part of the city drive expensive cars. Life goals achieved, right? I wore my new “I love c_ck” t-shirt (courtesy of Dr. 7, Luke, and Bob; I hate to write that phrase on my website… *cringe* I can only imagine the search hits) home, and my father’s reaction was funnier than my mother’s. She suggested we find another one and buy it for my auntie; my Old Man made all sorts of Old Man faces and frowns. I spent my first three hours attempting to get myself some Internet (and fixing theirs…

  • On Life and Love

    Two weeks, starting…

    Now. My plans for the next two weeks? First up is a redesign of the data structures I’m using in my UV/VIS program (the first practical use of my soul-sucking Fundamentals III course), as well as working in the other models we need to fit data to. Reading as many of my Contemporary Latin American assignments (with good notes, etc.) as I possibly can. Writing my Fundamentals programming assignment. DISCO homework and remedial work. Maybe the Old Man can help, because holy hell if I’m not getting desperate here… My lack of knowledge has expanded from not being able to count to not being able to do proofs by induction…

  • On Life and Love

    At work again.

    … it’s so silent… I love the study time, but fear for the rush that will come and consume me, lone HD operator, at any moment… Boo DISCO II, yay catnaps, boo novel-reading. Actually, just “boohiss” will suffice for this whole week.