Mmm. Happy Labour Day.

[silveradept]

Another day off is nice. Now the real fun starts. School is tomorrow, and hopefully, with a little fast-talking and wheedling, I can get my schedule set in the manner that I prefer to have done. This will be of great benefit to me. Of course, then once the schedule's set, it means that the thesis process begins in earnest. And I still don't really have an idea of what I want to write about. So I take the plunge tomorrow and hope that I emerge on the other side victorious. *sigh* I just hope I can juggle everything like I need to. Time to get to "work" on this sort of thing. Inspiration, a good whacking fairly soon would be a good thing. And I don't mean another Subreality story.

So, staring death, or it's academic equivalent in the face, I think I probably should be going to bed. I'm tired for some weird reason.

Although, if you were curious on how to make capacitors out of polystyrene cups and foil, this link will provide you with some information.

If one uses a large enough population sample, miracles happen with some probability. Beware of smugness, though.

And one of these days I'll actually hit something profound and not have to worry about anything anymore. The problem is, I keep worrying that it won't happen, which is more than likely delaying its occurrence. How do we find the way when the way to find it is to not try and find it? I probably have a lot less thinking to do on this before I grasp it.