2004-12-16, 09:40 AM — griping
You know that end-of-term feeling where you're soooo close to being done that you feel like you can just quit now?
I'm there. Which means that either I am giving up early, or I really am very close to being done. I prefer to think it's the latter.
I've had a very intense couple of weeks, but the last two days have been less intense academically and more intense travelling-wise. That is going to change today, but tomorrow both will be combined into a pleasantly awful day until the evening.
Plus there's moving. Plus there's the fact that I have no food, thanks to the fridge dying and being fixed (with the combination of both, I now have no food at all, except for rice and sauce-less pasta).
So a smart, energetic person may go to Fortinos right now, and pick up some food for the day and maybe a tea from Tim's on the way back. We know that I am supposedly smart, but I am the furthest thing from energetic right now. Well, close, anyways... I'm not exactly comatose. But close.
2004-12-08, 08:38 AM — December rain
The wind outside has been absolutely alive since some time on Monday. If it was behaving like a proper December, we'd have about three feet of snow and school would have been closed yesterday due to blizzard conditions.
Instead, it poured and I walked down to Fortinos for some chow. I figured I would probably be the only one stupid enough to do it, particularly since I don't have an umbrella. I wasn't. There was another hardy (or rather, hungry) student coming back on the trail, sans umbrella but with bags of groceries. And we both looked at each other with a, "hey, there -is- someone else as insane as me!" grin on our faces, and then kept walking.
Something about that encounter made my day just a little better.
2004-12-05, 07:43 PM — the entry that never was
I had something really witty and interesting to write here tonight. I'm trying my best to remember what it was. I even walked out of fishy's apartment and thought, I have to write that down for bp, because I'm going to forget it...
And promptly forgot.
It was a genuinely intelligent comment on something. It had nothing to do with school, the wedding, the Sims 2, Inuyasha, my pets, or my state of mind.
It may or may not have had anything to do with science, television, society, economics, politics, PlayStation, cream cheese, family, friends, or chewing gum.
Actually, it almost certainly had nothing to do with chewing gum. I just made that up for slightly humourous effect, because chewing gum is sitting on my desk and it seemed appropriate to add to that list.
Seriously, though, this is so irritating. I've been thinking for a while that I need to clean up my blogging act and start posting good stuff again (if I ever did, let's not go there) and this seemed like the perfect way to begin. And now, of course, you're stuck reading an entry about what may or may not have been my best entry ever, but now will never happen at all.