Things
Had a burger at the Waverly diner the other day. Edis and I used to eat there all the time, and get stuff delivered from there. The burgers are some of the best in the city (this is still true, I discovered). I didn't recognize any of the staff, but it was still a huge chunk of memory overload. We were pretty close friends, especially before he went over the deep end.
Getting into the last lap at school. Starting to fray at the edges. In the next week and a half I have:
- Two games, one of which I'm doing with only one other person, who doesn't speak much English
- A final which I am not remotely prepared for
- A presentation which I'm terrified about
- A paper I don't have a topic for yet
Sadly I feel that my work is suffering for it. I am hoping that next semester (where I got to pick the classes) will be less of a brutal slog, in that I will have dug my own grave, rather than having it dug for me.
My head hurts.
Getting into the last lap at school. Starting to fray at the edges. In the next week and a half I have:
- Two games, one of which I'm doing with only one other person, who doesn't speak much English
- A final which I am not remotely prepared for
- A presentation which I'm terrified about
- A paper I don't have a topic for yet
Sadly I feel that my work is suffering for it. I am hoping that next semester (where I got to pick the classes) will be less of a brutal slog, in that I will have dug my own grave, rather than having it dug for me.
My head hurts.