Smallhouse Log

Tuesday, Ninth Week

Ugh. I felt fine when I first got up, but then it went downhill. Not a good time to get sick, but I think I'll take today off. Ughghghghghghhgh.

Sunday

So I now have both a whole bunch of Dar Williams (Leah's reaction: "You are a woman.") and an awesome, open-source sound recorder/mixer that I can use to rip not only CDs, but tapes and records, too. You know what this means? "Andy and His Vespa" shall ride again!

Also i have the power to make techno. Evil techno.

Friday, Seventh week
"I'll never burp again." -Elise, b/04/07d1

What a week. I am exhaused, and it's not even over yet. not nearly. Project got extended to Sunday means more time to work on it, but no weekend. urk. At least roommate dramas are over in 734. Yay! Back to Latin.

'Illicit' comes from the Latin 'licet', "It is fitting/it is acceptable"

later

Now Playing: Value Pac - "Mind Game"

    "Girl! Why you gotta talk to me that way? For goodness sakes, you're drivin' me insane. You would do anything for me, so you said, but now you want me dead. Why you gotta go play with my head? It's just your mind game, I don't think I wanna play today. You've already won; now I don't know what to do or what to say. Why is it always make-belive with you and I; you got me on my knees. Time is gonna give me what I need to clear my mind, and give me back my life. I'm stuck inside and I don't know why.

    Who knows anything? I'm giving up. I've had enough of what she calls love."

Consider a function f(b, t) s.t. { ∃s s.t. ∀t≥s f(true, t)=false} and { f(true, 0)=true; if f(b, t)=a then f(b, t+1)=a }. What's up with that?

Friday

So I dreamed about Norse Mythology all night.

Actually, what I dreamed was this: Leah and I were doing homework together for some computer science class, and that homework was to procure the Midgard Serphent. We attempted to do this by seraching for it inside some webMUD; and, in the manner of dreams, we were actually walking around inside the MUD world. We eventually got to some place where there were two other guys, and we were going to fight them for some reason. But not fight; there was this weird keyboard thing with icons of red and blue fists on it and a cable on either end, and each combatent was supposed to hook up to this cable and use this thing to fight. However, when we were in the middle of hooking this up, the Midgard Serphent showed up, and we dropped everything to try to capture it. Working together, we got it into Leah's possession. Then we logged off. I was like, "Oh, man, I don't have anything to turn in!" But apparantly we'd been working all night and it was already morning. So I got ready and went off to class. As I walked through Eckert, as I will for real in just a little while, I passed Miss Dolansky. I asked her what she was doing here, and she told me she was visiting a friend, and then she was going to grade some homework. Then she mumbled something like "if anyone's shows up" and I realised she was talking about the MidGard Serphent homework. as I walked past the library and down the stairs, I thought, "But why is she here at this hour?" and then I was like, "Oh! Because of the time change!"

And then I woke up.

Oh, and "Norse mythology" melior quam "Sailor Moon", for the record.

Thursday
"....unstated, unproved, but nonetheless obvious." -Stuart Kurtz, 10/07/2005

So I decided about an hour ago to become obsessed with Norse Mythology, and I must say, I'm doing remarkably well so far. After all, now that I've got this computer up and running, I need something new to spend too much time on, right?

"Right? Of course right!"