and when you're cold, I'll keep you warm

things:

richard paper- half typed; due ... .:: checks bare wrist ::. oh, 4 hours ago. FAIL. though you know what, the lab was a huge swarming mass of asshattish last-minute students last night and I've been at class all day and MY WRIST HURTS FROM THIS KEYBOARD SETUP. bitch. also, this paper has made me want to write A-WHOLE-NOTHER PAPER, and I don't think my brain can handle it. for at least a month.

weather- dreary. gross.

hard drive- arrived yesterday! with OS & co. CDs from home! I will install it and stuff maybe Thursday night I think! or sooner!

number theory class- INSANE. WE ARE INSANE. it was awesome. we made fun of Gauss and everything. and I kind of got most of the stuff that was said! and someone said P vs. NP! and I'm a dork!

lj- apparently you can hit enter from the subject line and make your post. at least I think this is the case, because I accidentally hit enter instead of apostrophe when I was typing this subject line and the update page went all: "ERROR! MUST PROVIDE ENTRY TEXT!" but without the capslock or the exclamation points. I added those for emphasis.


I dropped half a chocolate chip cookie in my coffee at lunch. D:

et flagellis subditum

(I am posting while I wait for my next dose of Magic Think-Pill to kick in. that is my excuse.)

so, having found out that I write a lot bigger than I thought I do, or maybe quad graph paper is just funny somehow (which is true), I now have "dude, just freaking work on it until it's done" for the paper. which needs a couple more pages, which is actually good because it means I have room to mess with Act V scene i, which I somehow COMPLETELY FORGOT EXISTED in the whole tallying-shit-up, chart-making, my-mouth-is-full-of-colored-pens-and-I-don't-think-I-can-feel-my-hands-any-more stage. hush. no, actually, I hold that the pronouns there are fairly uninteresting but whatever; I guess I'll find out! also, possibly more mucking with bits of Act III! shiny!

in some strange and twisted sort of celebration, here's an accidental tripped-over link to where mathy shit applied to Shakespeare kind of totally fails! ... I lol'd.

but then again, I'm totally batshit.