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silveradeptGargamel! Michigan played a particularly cruddy second half en route to losing to Iowa today.
Michigan volleyball, after a crucial blown call by the referee (who called seomthing that didn't exist), lost in the fifth game to Wisconsin.
Hockey team won, however, so not all was lost.
I was walking to a meeting that didn't happen when I passed by a small vigil of people who were killed today by a homicide bomber. Thus, I, already in a bad mood, came more towards the depressive side. I got home and had some drink... well, one drink, but boy, someone made it too strong. Drained it halfway, added more of the non-alcohol stuff, drained it halfway again, and still thought it was too strong, so I filled it again. I felt a tad warm after that, in a "could be breaking out in a fever" sort of way. That was it for me tonight. My roomies are playing Gran Turismo 3 A-Spec. Me? I stilll have one more paper to write before things get too crazy.
Learned some disc tossing maneuvers today... will need practice. Got my Utopias professor hooked on Haibane Renmei... he's ordering it for himself. Ah, the wond'rous power of animation. Bitched hardcore about the shortcomings of the American Mandatory Educational System (at least, the one that my roomies and myself had to go through, so we had two examples - Roomie A and I went to the same school, Roomie B did not, but she got a good demographic, too.)
At least I got fed at the volleyball game. The worst part, I got composing while I was in the depressive mood. And so I'll probably torture you with the verse (also known as an Incoming Angst Warning)
Those who walk alone do not do so because they detest their fellow man,
because they hate their world,
because they detest all other humans.
Those who walk alone are there because the feel alone,
with nobody to understand them,
nobody to care for them,
nobody to let them know of their own self-importance.
Perhaps we should try to stop whatever it is that makes people walk alone.
Michigan volleyball, after a crucial blown call by the referee (who called seomthing that didn't exist), lost in the fifth game to Wisconsin.
Hockey team won, however, so not all was lost.
I was walking to a meeting that didn't happen when I passed by a small vigil of people who were killed today by a homicide bomber. Thus, I, already in a bad mood, came more towards the depressive side. I got home and had some drink... well, one drink, but boy, someone made it too strong. Drained it halfway, added more of the non-alcohol stuff, drained it halfway again, and still thought it was too strong, so I filled it again. I felt a tad warm after that, in a "could be breaking out in a fever" sort of way. That was it for me tonight. My roomies are playing Gran Turismo 3 A-Spec. Me? I stilll have one more paper to write before things get too crazy.
Learned some disc tossing maneuvers today... will need practice. Got my Utopias professor hooked on Haibane Renmei... he's ordering it for himself. Ah, the wond'rous power of animation. Bitched hardcore about the shortcomings of the American Mandatory Educational System (at least, the one that my roomies and myself had to go through, so we had two examples - Roomie A and I went to the same school, Roomie B did not, but she got a good demographic, too.)
At least I got fed at the volleyball game. The worst part, I got composing while I was in the depressive mood. And so I'll probably torture you with the verse (also known as an Incoming Angst Warning)
Those who walk alone do not do so because they detest their fellow man,
because they hate their world,
because they detest all other humans.
Those who walk alone are there because the feel alone,
with nobody to understand them,
nobody to care for them,
nobody to let them know of their own self-importance.
Perhaps we should try to stop whatever it is that makes people walk alone.
