But other than that...

So, I saw my friend Genie online today. She was down and in a sour mood because she'd been a passenger in a car accident recently and had to go to the hospital, where they told her it would be alright because even though she didn't have insurance to cover it, one of the car insurance agencies will take care of it. But they aren't because it was decided to be an 'equal fault' accident, so now that agencies are arguing who's part was 'more equal,' and no one's footing the bill that she's been handed. So, right.

But I hadn't talked with Genie in a long while so, as a segue into other topics, I said "But other than that, Mrs. Lincoln, how was the play?" She thanked me for being the first person all day to make her laugh, and we continued with our conversation. At one point, it came up that she'd had little intellectual stimulation of late, which she'd been hoping to make up for in a debate she was having with someone else, but it wasn't looking promising. So I asked what they were arguing about (banning of "The DaVinci Code" in certain schools, it seems) and took up the argument myself -- and we went from there to Law to Murder vs Death Penalty, to Death Penalty itself, to the rights and duties of the State, to classical philosophy... Nothing really intense, and nothing really indepth, but a nice back-and-forth, statement and counter, and at the end she said: "Have I mentioned I love you Andrew? You have made my day. Thank you, you have just made it to my top friends list. Congratulations."

-smiles- It was just, you know, all-around good.

...would smell as sweet.

I've a lot on my mind tonight.

Classes are going. I have one project that I can't figure out -- it's written in Scheme, a language I don't really know yet, and while I know how it SHOULD be working , I don't know why it's giving me these errors, nor do I know how to fix them. And the professor isn't getting back to me.

Other little school-type things, like worrying about whether I'm taking the courses I should be, if i'm missing things I should have or if I'm not planning correctly for what I'll need to take. Those don't bother me too much. Some social concerns -- mostly that I seem more often than not holed up in my apartment, and I'm afraid I'm missing significan social events with the other students. I'm not intentionally skipping out on things I know are going on, but i'm afraid there are things I don't know about, and the lack of interpersonal interaction just gets to me sometimes. That doesn't bother me too much, either.

The Internet's been mostly quiet these past few days -- no emails, no comments, no LJ posts (and most of you kmow I'm exagerating when i say 'no'). That bugs me a little bit too, but life happens.

What bugs me a more is that Tessa, the girl I met who I was kind of fond of, just sent me a message to the tune of: "You're a swell guy and I wish you well, but i've met someone else and we've really hit it off, so this will probably be the last you hear of me." and that's a little bit disappointing, both in the particulars and the generalities it reflects. "You're a great guy, for someone else," is my life story.

And coupled with that is Things with Meghan. And I hesitate to voice too many particulars, because she can read this if she so chooses, but... She's a nice girl, and I count her as a friend, and as she said (though I may have coined the phrase), she lets me "Check off all the boxes," but... I still have reservations. Something's holding me back. And it's rather stupid, really, because every now and them (like when she said such Kind Words to me, Dawn) I think to myself, "I'd like for her to be the one." But there are all these things arguing in my head, and I don't know which ones are valid points and which aren't, and which could develop into problems and which couldn't, and I don't know if I'm even aware of all the things holding me back. But...

Anyways, it's been a long day. It's been a long week. I think i'm going to make up some tea, maybe read a book or play a game, and then crawl in bed. I don't want to get up for classes in the morning.