Old Times

Ben, Eric and I went to lunch together. It's been awhile since it was just the three of us and it was just like old times. As I drove back to campus afterwards, I realized that maybe the last time we do that. It was really nice sitting there chatting about stuff not even really related to school, instead discussing plans for post-graduation/summer. I started to get all choked up…okay, not really. But it did kind of make me sad knowing that those times are almost over. But every ending gives way to a beginning. 

Slow Morning

First I must brag on myself..I got up and ran 2 miles Sunday morning.  I ran the whole 2 miles without stopping. Yay for me! But last night when I ran, my legs were screaming at me so I wasn't able to run the entire time. My walking breaks were short and pretty infrequent though so it was still pretty successful. This is where the slow morning comes into play…I was mentally and physically exhausted last night and I slept really hard. I had a hard time waking up; my legs were very stiff and sore but once I got up and started moving around they were fine.

I have a job interview with the Pinnacle Group on Friday morning at 9 am. My fellow classmate, Russ works there and passed on my resume. I think it is his boss that will be interviewing me so maybe Russ can let me know what to expect. Anyways, this will be my third interview plus I have another person to call back which may lead to a fourth. My stress level is pretty high with the end of the semester ominously looming in the very near future and the work load that comes with it.  On top of this, is the whole job hunt which is kind of nerve racking too. It wouldn't be so bad if I had a job to fall back on atleast for the summer but Berkey doesn't need me. I've considered asking Dave if he would be interested in having me for the summer even if it's on a part time basis. When I filled in over spring break it seemed business was picking up and with summer, Kathy and Shelley like to have days off. I don't really WANT to work there but I need some income coming in.

Red Eye

So while at a coffee shop last night, I decide to try a drink called the red eye. It is shots of expresso in coffee. I asked how big it is and the guy shows me the one, two and three shot cups. I had almost an entire 4 page essay to write so I go for the three shot size. I FAILED TO COMPREHEND HOW MUCH CAFFEINE I WAS ABOUT TO PARTAKE. I did get alot done at the expense of a very upset stomach. I thought I was going to toss my cookies. But when it was 12:30 am and I wanted to sleep, I really regretted the three shot red eye…My stomach does still hurt a bit this morning.

Oh, my aching head

My head hurts. I’m plugging along in linear algebra all hunky dory and next thing I know we’re talking about spaces and subspaces and bases. I know how to do the stuff, I just don’t understand all of it. Atleast 24 is over and Steve will shut up now…that show bugs me. It’s way too intense for me and c’mon I don’t really believe all that stuff can actually happen in 24 hours. I find it an insult to my intelligence that the writers/producers think that I think that it can…pant… pant… pant….I think I may drink a beer and go to bed….

I did manage to get a good 25 minute walk in tonight. As Bryce would say I need to walk fifty laps to lose some of my fat butt…

Too Early

Day of all days to wake up extraordinarily early, I woke up at 4:30 am and couldn’t fall back to sleep. The kids are off of school today and Monday for President’s recess and I could sleep in. I figure maybe I could get a jump on the day. I’ve got lots of laundry and cleaning to do, not to mention plenty of school work to finish (or start).

I think I may have figured out the problem with my laptop is bad RAM. I took the one card out after it shutdown on me twice this morning already. So now I’m running on 128 MB. Creepingly slow, but atleast it’s not “dumping” like before. Not yet anyways. I did tell Steve that I want to replace this thing with some of our tax refund money. I’m talking about a lowline one so nothing fancy. I got no response so I’m taking that to mean go ahead. Of course, I know that he does not esteem computers what so ever. But it is my chosen field and therefore I must possess tools of the trade. It could be worse–I could spend the money on my motorcycle…