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Jan. 10th, 2007 07:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
napoleonherselfToday I went to campus an hour early, and stopped in at the Eigenmann bookstore for the "course packet" I need for tomorrow's class. They didn't have it. Then I walked to the library and sat there reading (Guards! Guards!; I am giving Pratchett another try) until Guy With The Cheap Textbook arrived. I gave him a picture of Jackson and five pictures of Washington; he gave me a heavy lump of mainly paper. Good deal.
Then I had about ten minutes to get halfway across campus, uphill much of the way (because this is IU; no matter WHAT way you're going, much of it is uphill), to the class that the textbook was for. On the way, I managed to fall, half on the sidewalk and half in the mud. Skinned my knee, though I didn't realize that till I got home and got changed; I was more concerned at the time with A) how long it took to get up and going again, and B) the fact that I hadn't worn those pants but two hours and already they needed to be washed. I did make it to class, though. Hooray.
Then I went through the student union on the way back to the bus stop, and checked the bookstore there while I was at it. No course packet. That's okay. I only have TWO ASSIGNMENTS DUE TODAY BASED ON IT, that's all. Thanks, instructor! Good job of not making enough copies! Sadly, you did not succeed in making me get two big fat 0s, as I went ahead and did the assignments anyway. All it actually took was memory from previous classes (ha ha, I already KNOW how to convert binary to decimal!) windows calc (which of these values is bigger? I believe I will click buttons on the screen and find out!) and Google (prefix encoding, eh? let's see what this webpage says about that!). This will of course not do as a permanent solution, and I plan to ask her what the fuck she's smoking when I'm in there tomorrow morning. I halfway expect to get the song and dance about how if I wanted access to necessary learning materials, I should've gotten to the bookstore earlier, thus depriving someone ELSE of necessary learning materials. Apparently college is a giant game of musical chairs I guess? Pardon me, but my government handout money is NOT paying for Shroedinger's Textbook1, no matter what you might think. So neener.
This installment of Dinosaur Comics is so awesome that I saved a copy to add to my collection of things that I might print out and put on a wall someday. I used to have a wall of comics back in California. I should do that again here. I don't technically read Dinosaur Comics except I kind of do now because I have started reading Chris's friends list in addition to my own. There are things there that I had no idea he would be that interested in. It is kind of scary and sadmaking that that is so.
On the missing-Chris front I am basically just going on. Most of the time I feel like I'm phoning in existence, and just about all of the time I see little to no point. I just keep slogging ahead, hoping that someday things will not suck, because that is all I have ever done. I think I posted a similar thing a while ago, but it's still true. I just feel kind of empty and dead inside a lot, and I don't cry so much anymore, but I do spend a lot of time lying in bed staring at the ceiling unable to sleep or to feel anything but lost. I don't know if this means I'm getting better or worse.
And that is the obligatory Full, Long, Very Boring Update Thing. Tomorrow I will have to be gone from 8:30AM till 11:30ish, and 3PM till potentially after 9. Thursdays. Hope I get the hang of Thursdays this semester.
Yep.
1. See, because it might or might not be available to me -- I won't know till I hit the bookstore, thus collapsing the waveform.
Holy Zod I think that is the first time I have EVER made a Shroedinger's X joke where I was actually using the term halfway correctly. MAKE A NOTE OF IT.
Then I had about ten minutes to get halfway across campus, uphill much of the way (because this is IU; no matter WHAT way you're going, much of it is uphill), to the class that the textbook was for. On the way, I managed to fall, half on the sidewalk and half in the mud. Skinned my knee, though I didn't realize that till I got home and got changed; I was more concerned at the time with A) how long it took to get up and going again, and B) the fact that I hadn't worn those pants but two hours and already they needed to be washed. I did make it to class, though. Hooray.
Then I went through the student union on the way back to the bus stop, and checked the bookstore there while I was at it. No course packet. That's okay. I only have TWO ASSIGNMENTS DUE TODAY BASED ON IT, that's all. Thanks, instructor! Good job of not making enough copies! Sadly, you did not succeed in making me get two big fat 0s, as I went ahead and did the assignments anyway. All it actually took was memory from previous classes (ha ha, I already KNOW how to convert binary to decimal!) windows calc (which of these values is bigger? I believe I will click buttons on the screen and find out!) and Google (prefix encoding, eh? let's see what this webpage says about that!). This will of course not do as a permanent solution, and I plan to ask her what the fuck she's smoking when I'm in there tomorrow morning. I halfway expect to get the song and dance about how if I wanted access to necessary learning materials, I should've gotten to the bookstore earlier, thus depriving someone ELSE of necessary learning materials. Apparently college is a giant game of musical chairs I guess? Pardon me, but my government handout money is NOT paying for Shroedinger's Textbook1, no matter what you might think. So neener.
This installment of Dinosaur Comics is so awesome that I saved a copy to add to my collection of things that I might print out and put on a wall someday. I used to have a wall of comics back in California. I should do that again here. I don't technically read Dinosaur Comics except I kind of do now because I have started reading Chris's friends list in addition to my own. There are things there that I had no idea he would be that interested in. It is kind of scary and sadmaking that that is so.
On the missing-Chris front I am basically just going on. Most of the time I feel like I'm phoning in existence, and just about all of the time I see little to no point. I just keep slogging ahead, hoping that someday things will not suck, because that is all I have ever done. I think I posted a similar thing a while ago, but it's still true. I just feel kind of empty and dead inside a lot, and I don't cry so much anymore, but I do spend a lot of time lying in bed staring at the ceiling unable to sleep or to feel anything but lost. I don't know if this means I'm getting better or worse.
And that is the obligatory Full, Long, Very Boring Update Thing. Tomorrow I will have to be gone from 8:30AM till 11:30ish, and 3PM till potentially after 9. Thursdays. Hope I get the hang of Thursdays this semester.
Yep.
1. See, because it might or might not be available to me -- I won't know till I hit the bookstore, thus collapsing the waveform.
Holy Zod I think that is the first time I have EVER made a Shroedinger's X joke where I was actually using the term halfway correctly. MAKE A NOTE OF IT.
