i can't think of subjects anymore..
so it's about midnight and i'm in my office on campus. it's hot as hell in here, as the building has been waiting on an AC part for the last nine weeks or so. we have fans everywhere, and no papers stay still in this room. always fluttering, paper weights are everywhere and everything. it has been a busy night, debugging some old code bases, homework that was assigned friday that is due wednesday, install a new os, edit a paper that we've literally been editing for the last three years, and gaze out the window. check out my screenshot from tonight.
everyone tonight is obsessed with the big unc game. i suppose right about now chapel hill is blowing up as they usually do when they win the tournament. i never really got into it, but i suppose if i were a unc student i'd feel differently. at least we'll see the sports coverage level off here in a few days.
the to-do list just gets longer with every day. i now actually have three to-do lists: critical, soon, and stuff to do when i think there is nothing left to do. that's a lot of stuff. i'm guessing some things will never be crossed off. it's like a triage for my life. speaking of triage i finally got around to watching the series finale of ER last night. i'd been watching almost since the very beginning and i am True Believer of that show. i cried and i wept through the nostalgia that was the last episode. i'll miss that show.
i can't believe it's only tuesday tomorrow. so much left to do. i have a test next wednesday, and a presentation to give in the class whose prof i said the stupid thing to last week. this means i have to really, really vet my presentation and get this stuff pin point accurate or hell will break loose when I do the presentation.
this past weekend was the full frame documentary film festival. films you need to watch and that will change your life that will be coming soon to a theater near you (though most likely not): Food Inc, Sweet Crude, Shouting Fire: Stories from the Edge of Free Speech, Salt (absolutely, incredibly beautiful). once again, the festival answers the question "how much reality can you handle?" the answer, once again, was "a lot less than you think."
