Blerg.
I'm really sleepy right now. I had a small cuppa joe last night at 7 because it was there, and because I wanted to make sure I would be awake to finish writing out my math take-home final. Well I finished the final at midnight and ended up falling asleep at 2. Michael was snoring, but that's not so bad. I played "Reverie" by Debussy in my head a few times, it's an effective lullaby. It's now 1pm and I feel like I still haven't woken up, even after driving to SF and back and guzzling a big cup of coffee. I have an hour till I need to go to work.
I got the stitches out of my hand yesterday, but now I have a bandage on it that's even more restrictive and can't be removed for a few days. I really want to take a shower but I hate showering with one rubber glove on, I'm just too tired to do it. Everything takes such effort. And my hand looks awful. It's going to leave a gnarly scar, and I had such pretty hands. Thank god it's not that big.
The cats puked on my bed last week. I haven't gotten the comforter back from the cleaners yet, and I had to wait until I could maneuver the thing without tearing the stitches to even get it there.
I probably made a lot of mistakes on my final, but since it's a final nobody can proofread it. I spent three days pouring over it and when I was done I couldn't see it clearly anymore and I couldn't see the gaps in my logic. I'm pretty certain I just lost my A in the class.
A dude from my class asked me out recently. Protip: if you want to court a really brainy overachiever, don't segue into "hey wanna go out sometime" territory from talking about how hard math is. It makes you look like an idiot for not correctly reading the flashing neon sign I have prominently displayed above my head that states, "If you're not brilliant, don't bother." Failing to identify a sapiosexual is a disqualifier. (Thank goodness I'm not on the market or I'd get bitter fast from dealing with this.)
I have a bible on my desk from looking up a line from a song that references Doctor Who... don't ask. Jesse knows. In my head I pronounce "bible" as "bibble" nowadays.
It's official - I'm starting grad school in August, and I'm taking a tough math class at Berkeley over the summer. Things progress.
I'm thinking of doing some research using Google's API. I want to build code that chomps on huge data sets and spits out interesting things about them.
Who the hell even reads this anymore?
I got the stitches out of my hand yesterday, but now I have a bandage on it that's even more restrictive and can't be removed for a few days. I really want to take a shower but I hate showering with one rubber glove on, I'm just too tired to do it. Everything takes such effort. And my hand looks awful. It's going to leave a gnarly scar, and I had such pretty hands. Thank god it's not that big.
The cats puked on my bed last week. I haven't gotten the comforter back from the cleaners yet, and I had to wait until I could maneuver the thing without tearing the stitches to even get it there.
I probably made a lot of mistakes on my final, but since it's a final nobody can proofread it. I spent three days pouring over it and when I was done I couldn't see it clearly anymore and I couldn't see the gaps in my logic. I'm pretty certain I just lost my A in the class.
A dude from my class asked me out recently. Protip: if you want to court a really brainy overachiever, don't segue into "hey wanna go out sometime" territory from talking about how hard math is. It makes you look like an idiot for not correctly reading the flashing neon sign I have prominently displayed above my head that states, "If you're not brilliant, don't bother." Failing to identify a sapiosexual is a disqualifier. (Thank goodness I'm not on the market or I'd get bitter fast from dealing with this.)
I have a bible on my desk from looking up a line from a song that references Doctor Who... don't ask. Jesse knows. In my head I pronounce "bible" as "bibble" nowadays.
It's official - I'm starting grad school in August, and I'm taking a tough math class at Berkeley over the summer. Things progress.
I'm thinking of doing some research using Google's API. I want to build code that chomps on huge data sets and spits out interesting things about them.
Who the hell even reads this anymore?