jackofallgeeks | (no subject)

Tired. Just tired.

I finished Good Omens a while ago. All told, I think it was a good book, though it began to drag, in my opinion, near the end, and it also seemed to be trying rather hard to say something about the nature of life and man, but I can't for the life of me remember what it was. I've since started reading Snow Crash by Neal Stephenson in spare moments I can grab. It's already a lot easier to grasp than Cryptonomicon (as much as I'd like to be able to sit and read that book), even if he does still do a little bit of that 'hopping around the continuity' thing. I think it's better that Neuromancer, which I was a bit underwhelmed with, but that did allegedly start the whole genre, so you have to cut him some slack.

I'm numb, at the moment, concerning Suzannah. Which is probably best, as there's far too much on my plate for me to handle as it is. I have a psyche paper to write by monday, and I already plan to unleash the full force of my grammar-school BSing skills on it, to stretch the laughably-thin data I have over a 5-7 page swath. At drastic counter point to that is the Philosophy paper I have due next Friday, which I am simply bubbling-over with ideas for. I think I'll have to restrain myself on that one, lest I go on for far too long without getting to the point.

Cryptography programming project frustrated me today, when it seems to me that Jim was able to make far more progress on the code than I was. Not nearly as discouraging, though, as when I finally got the 'last' piece of my JSPs, only to find that the Server is giving me errors that offer me no clue as to how to fix. i'm trying not to think about it for the next few days. I don't like feeling I've failed.

I had lunch with Elise and her group today, which was nice, though Elise didn't say much to me. Did get to see her friend Julia again, though, which is a rather pathetic way (in my current opinion) made up for it. If I were to pursue a Freshman, Julia would be she. I met Jim's Freshman today; she stopped by the Senior Lab while we were in there trying to accomplish something. She had an excruciating southern accent, but I guess if that's what you go for. I do like some southern accents, but I'm really more for the North, Mid-West, or Foreign accents, myself.

I have work tomorrow morning, and I'm supposed to meet with Bonnie for an end-of-year check up, or something. Wonderful. On top of that, I reminded her of it when she had honestly forgotten, so I'm currently kicking myself for it. Of course, tomorrow is Student Appreciation day, and while that may mean that they'll want me to stick around the office, I may not feel so bad about not *doing* anything... That's part of why I don't like sticking around the office. There's nothing for me to do there, and if i'm at work, I don't like *not* working. I don't know.

I'm not going to Contra tomorrow, in the hopes that I'll get some work done on Senior Design and/or my Psyche paper. I probably won't, and I'll probably hate myself for skipping, but at least I won't be disappointed. Contra's been rather lack-luster recently, even aside from the Girls Issues. The people I really like seeing haven't been showing up, and it's just all seemed half-hearted. So, i'm skipping, to try and make time for my work and to avoid an expected disappointment. We'll see how it goes...

I need to do my taxes tomorrow. And call about consolidating my loans... Started a discussion amongst my fellow students for Housing arrangements next fall, and Ms. Rayven seems to think I won't have much trouble getting into an apartment at my first choice spot...

I told Mike this morning that I'm begining to understand why Chris went through all that alcohol and partying the week between finals and graduation. I imagine there was a lot of pent up energy and anxiety that needed to get out...