[ Monday, March 24, 2003 | 4:39 p.m. ] I hope there's no algebra tutorial right now. I'd hate to think that I was skipping one, but since the assignment's due next Monday instead of this Wednesday, I think it's been moved to Friday. "Life is complex. It has real and imaginary components."

[ Sunday, March 16, 2003 | 8:20 a.m. ] I hate myself when I'm with other people. When I'm alone it's okay, but with people... P.S. I still haven't really started that compiler assignment.

[ Friday, March 14, 2003 | 9:10 a.m. ] Our housing posse went and looked at another place on Wednesday. It was a little on the pricey side, but I thought it was really nice, and it was dead close. Location, specifically distance from campus, is by far my primary concern, so that was really good. Anyhow, I wanted to take the place, as did one of the gang; the other wasn't quite so enthusiastic, but she seemed happy with it. Our fourth person, however, who couldn't come with us to see the house, said it didn't really sound like what she was looking for. She's going to try to go out and see it on Saturday. God, I really, really want this place. I can see myself living there so easily. Of course, I'm getting pessimistic about the whole thing; I figure our fourth roomie will call to set up an appointment to see the place, and they'll tell her that it's already leased. And I'll be very depressed. *sigh*

[ Friday, March 7, 2003 | 9:10 a.m. ] I woke up this morning feeling great. Maybe it's because while I don't think I aced it, the 251 midterm was pretty straightforward, or maybe it's just that I got through both of the midterms I had this week. Maybe it's because Sean's coming up to drive me home today and he should be here in three or four hours. Maybe it's because this is the first Friday in at least a month that I haven't had so much as one assignment due. Maybe it's the Dave Matthews I'm listening to, or the fact that I noticed one of my fellow CS-ers wearing a Vapor Trails tour t-shirt last night. Maybe it's just the gorgeous sunlight streaming through my window. I don't know, but it sure is nice. Spring sweet rhythm dance in my head Slip into my lover's hands Kiss me, won't you kiss me now And sleep I would inside your mouth

Ooh, that smarts! [ Wednesday, March 5, 2003 | 10:18 p.m. ] I got roughed up a little by yesterday's MATH 239 midterm. Let's just say that I'll be quite, quite pleased if I passed. Quite pleased indeed. Ugh. At least thinking about it's not too bad, since it flew by so fast that I can barely remember writing the thing. Afterwards, I went back to my room, talked on the phone for a bit, and... Well, I did something, but I can't really remember what. It probably involved browsing web pages. Oh, right, yes; it all comes flooding back. I got to sleep around one, then up early to finish some work, then back to sleep when it was done. This evening I went to the CS 251 review session, and vowed that I would actually study for this exam, unlike the others, and not do too poorly. Of course, that was all well and good right after the review session, when I was pumped up on studying, but I immediately broke my stride with dinner, compulsive blog-checking and a lengthy conversation with Sean. The next thing I know, it's ten o'clock, I haven't really started studying, and I have rather lost the will to do so at all. It's the usual thing. My brain is only interested in one thing right now: SLEEP. I'm being tempted into the 'sleep for a couple of hours, then study' trap, which always seems like it should work, but never does. It's just what I promised myself I wouldn't do. My queen-size down duvet is not helping. In other news, "Students at the University of Waterloo are suing for the right to get drunk on campus." ;-) I'm really not sure what to think about the whole issue. If at all God's gaze upon us falls, It's with a mischievous grin, look at Him.

[ Monday, March 3, 2003 | 10:43 p.m. ] Late due-time for the CS assignment: 06:00 Submission time on my files: 05:59 Talk about crazy and intense. I had two console windows open, one in which I was doing all my last-minute work, and one in which I had the appropriate submit command all typed-out and ready to go, so that all I would have to do was hit Enter at the last possible second. (That would be 5:58, if you're wondering.) (This was also a bit of a stupid gambit. I hadn't submitted anything before, so if something delayed me at that instant when I was going to submit, I could have not had anything in at all and been quite, quite screwed.) Of course, as much fun and intense as the whole mad-dash thing was, I really regret it. I mean, considering the circumstances, I got a fair bit done, but my solution wasn't complete. (In particular, I just left out the whole array [address] construct entirely.) I started question 3 at 5:45. (That's 15 minutes before it was due, or 13 before I had to submit.) *sketchy* Well, seeing as I've got a Combinatorics midterm tomorrow that I haven't really studied for yet, and that I got 2.5 hours of sleep this morning, I really think that I should go to bed right now and get some rest. Tomorrow: commence self-flagellation with my MATH 239 course-notes.

[ Monday, March 3, 2003 | 1:35 a.m. ] "Next week is officially the HELLWEEK." - Yada I concur (even though I'm not in Stats). The worst part, though, is that before I can even start worrying about this week, this HellWeek, I still have to deal with last week's shit. That's right: 241's Assignment 4. The one that was due on Friday. I did the first question sometime last week, then proceeded to completely ignore it. Now the late deadline is just over four hours away and I can't seem to get working. I can't frickin' fucking focus. Plus, I shouldn't be staying up all night two days before a midterm. Well, I suppose since it's due at six a.m., I will get at least two-and-a-half hours of sleep before my lectures. Boo-yah. While I'm at it, here are some things not to do when you have a CS assignment "due" in four hours: mope about the absence of your boy/girlfriend play addictive puzzle games send email to your boy/girlfriend rant on your weblog daydream about your boy/girlfriend surf the web compulsively because you are a fucking addict, knowing full well that you're furthering the ruination of your life with each hyperlink you follow Ahh! Work, you shithead, work!!! P.S. If anyone was worried, I found my Palm stylus. It was in my bag after all. P.P.S. Today I saw a Brick flyer selling a Lindows OS PC. It's a Windows-like interface on a Linux backend. Freaky-deaky. They're selling this at the Brick. Bizarre. P.P.P.S. Jacq: Last night on TMN I watched Suspicious River with Callum and Molly Parker. Wow, three words: seriously fucked up.