And it was that kind of day - the one where things fell into place. Finished an assignment, printed it and another one. Am apparently in good shape for all the other things that are going down this week, which means that it's time to go frontloading on one of the major assignments. So I'll be doing that for some part of tomorrow. When I'm not meeting about the project thing. For the moment I have some breathing room, and I intend to take advantage of that fact by doing a lot of simple things, like skimming through books to make stuff out of them. For some reason, graduate school also seems to want to teach me a few things about what is actually considered important work and what may need to be blown off in favor of keeping one's sanity. That's probably not an intended lesson, for certain, but it is a by-product of the increased workload.
That leaves less time for the truly important things, like: How many colours in a Crayola box? And how many of the have changed their monikers due to political pressure or changing times? Who knew that colour was such a sensitive topic?
Grave of Odysseus found? Or rather - finally released to the rest of the world. Turns out the modern world might have named itself a bit strangely compared to the ancients.
Poetry in the headlines. Or poetry of the headlines. Or something. You make the call. (Idly, if you're still searching for Hallow'een costume ideas, and don't mind a VG theme, try 1-Up's suggestions.
Also, today, may have helped out my cough by roaring my disapproval at referees and cheering on the field hockey team. I felt a lot better after getting the aggression out. I'm not sure why, but the presence of other students seemed to embolden me into being my more rowdy self. Maybe I feel more protected with them around, like I did in the trombone section, and do in the volleyball cheering section. Bit of a transformation there, I suppose - one of the few places where I can let my inner asshole out and have most of it waved away. Oh, the field hockey team did lose, but they were down 3-0 at the beginning of the second half and made it a 3-2 loss. Improvement, if nothing else. Class tomorrow - discussing potential project proposals. It will be a well-deserved rest tonight... or something like that.
That leaves less time for the truly important things, like: How many colours in a Crayola box? And how many of the have changed their monikers due to political pressure or changing times? Who knew that colour was such a sensitive topic?
Grave of Odysseus found? Or rather - finally released to the rest of the world. Turns out the modern world might have named itself a bit strangely compared to the ancients.
Poetry in the headlines. Or poetry of the headlines. Or something. You make the call. (Idly, if you're still searching for Hallow'een costume ideas, and don't mind a VG theme, try 1-Up's suggestions.
Also, today, may have helped out my cough by roaring my disapproval at referees and cheering on the field hockey team. I felt a lot better after getting the aggression out. I'm not sure why, but the presence of other students seemed to embolden me into being my more rowdy self. Maybe I feel more protected with them around, like I did in the trombone section, and do in the volleyball cheering section. Bit of a transformation there, I suppose - one of the few places where I can let my inner asshole out and have most of it waved away. Oh, the field hockey team did lose, but they were down 3-0 at the beginning of the second half and made it a 3-2 loss. Improvement, if nothing else. Class tomorrow - discussing potential project proposals. It will be a well-deserved rest tonight... or something like that.
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Date: 2005-10-03 06:33 am (UTC)Have the best
-=TK
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Date: 2005-10-03 06:37 am (UTC)(And if I had known, I would have taken you to a sporting event or something - then you could have seen me as a rowdy fan.)
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Date: 2005-10-03 03:14 pm (UTC)Have the best
-=TK
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Date: 2005-10-03 04:00 pm (UTC)