An hour ago, I was walking back to my room from the painting studio - not because I was painting, no one would want to see that, it would not end prettily, but because I was there with my friend Ursula, Terror of the Deep, with whom I do all my projects that are (or become, a month in) inadvisably time-consuming. After spending all day staring at a ( Read more... )

earlier today, I was about four inches away from washing my face while still wearing my glasses.

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it has been a long week.

I can't speak other languages when I'm tired. The last three days in class, my italian professor has been giving me confused looks because I can do what we're currently learning with no problem (subjunctive), but I currently can't remember any verb conjugations other than that. I'm fine with vocab too, so it seems like I'm on top of it and can ( Read more... )

Ah, ack, alas! There's so much I want to say that I just don't have time to. (This would be because I'm having a bad week and keep curling up in my room instead of working, and things are not going well! I mean, things are going fine, there are no disasters, and I am hopefully going to have finished my thesis work by midnight (although this is ... ( Read more... )

Whew. The last two weeks have...not been fun. But, after years (years!) of angsting and wallowing and waffling, I think I'm finally dropping my English major. It's like ditching the boy who brings you chocolates and roses and is an excellent conversational partner for the boy who keeps you up all night and then doesn't call but keeps you coming ( Read more... )

So I'm too busy (until tomorrow, hopefully) to do an actual post, so instead you get Milton ( Read more... )

It feels so much later than 11:30. And I'm just starting my laundry.

I don't have any exciting stories to share, because my life is no longer eventful. I anticipate no more excitement until December, which will be a very exciting month indeed, because I will get to see my whole entire family for the first time since...last December. And also, I ( Read more... )

So I was walking back from Sudikoff (the cs department) around 1am, with my headphones on huddled in my fleece jacket against the cold and dark, with the yellow half-moon rising behind me, and I was kind of out of it, because I had been programming for the last five hours. This sort of thing is okay to do in the middle of rural New Hampshire, ( Read more... )

Has anyone ever thought about the gender implications of Alice, Bob and Eve? I mean, why is Eve a girl? Clearly in part it's because of the convenient name (and how loaded is the name Eve? come on, crypto guys.)  But really - especially when these three appeared on the scene, there were not very many girls running about in cryptoland. I mean, sure ( Read more... )

Not really ( Read more... )