| I only heard about David Foster Wallace and his amazing writings through my friend who is going to school to be a doctor.
Seriously interesting stuff.
Here's an index of his writing. It has a lot of hilarious footnotes in it. But I suggest you read THIS ONE first.
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| Well, set me on fire to keep them from catching me! Dr. McNinja has done it again!
This time with the terrible abomination known as...Spa-no, wait. Spoiler ahoy if you haven't read this story arc, in which Doc Gets Rad™. but even so bewaaaaaaaaaaarrree...
Nothing can prepare you for something so majestic gone so terribly wrong...
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| Pikathulhu??? No, for real!
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| Am I losing it? Something really seems off and I can't put my finger on it, but it's really bothering me.
My email either isn't updating like it should be, or maybe I'm just not getting emails from people in my group for my project that's due today.
It's a bit distressing, b/c I have been nerved up about it, even though there's only really a 50% percent chance of actually having to present about the project. I feel like my group doesn't know what they're talking about with the project, that I'll be the only one who sounds like they know what they were supposed to do for the project, but who couldn't communicate it to my group well enough to make the project good.
Lately I seem to worry more than I should, like I'm restless or something. Haven't gotten any direct responses back from anyone I say hi to lately aside from my friend from California, though to be fair texting is quicker than posting on a blog or facebook, as far as when you receive it. I feel isolated.
And there's the midterm tonight too, I want to get that over with.
I got up from a nap after working at the hospital, and it was very nice to sleep. I think when I get home from class tonight I should just go to bed right away if I can. When I'm sleeping I'm not worried about anything and that's nice, because the last week or two have not been great.
On a side note, for Halloween, we only had one trick-or-treater, and I didnt even get to see them, b/c I was distracted and I didnt get to be the one to reach the door first. I'm told it was a highschooler and I feel kind of screwed out of the holiday- didn't see any trick or treaters, didn't go anywhere. I had some candy b/c we didn't really use up ANY of the bad we bought. And I had a glass of wine-woohoo?
I feel like an attention whore or something typing all this for reason, urg. What's with me lately...
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| Projects and presentations, and also midterms and papers are mucking with my find.
After tomorrow, I'll be minus one paper/project, one midterm, and one presentation that I don't know if I'll have (professor will choose 5 of the 10 groups to actually present their project).
And after Thursday, I'll be minus one more project/presentation. Then my brain can explode like a good brain and I'll eat calamari or something to grow it back.
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