Hmmm… somethings different here, you mumble. I notice you looking around in obvious, mild, confusion. It’s true! I’ve changed the look of things here. I’ve gone and taken the easy way out until I get around to coding myself. Save your ooooooo-s and ahhhhhhh-s for whoever wrote this theme. It wasn’t me. But, man, does it make things look different. Excuse me now, while I stare at the layout a while…...
Sometimes life has some really ingenious ways of surprising you – maybe “startling you” captures the effect more aptly. You think you have some idea of where things are going, who you’re going with, and why you’re going at all… then, things change. Your life gets a new direction, your companions abandon you – some others come out of the woodwork – and you have completely new motivations for doing anything....
Alright, day two – year three. Some advice: it is not advisable to take discrete mathematics without a proper understanding of set theory and moderate experience with formal proofs. Do not mishear your professor and try to make the power set of S a subset of S. It will keep you confused long into the night. I’d also recommend doing some in depth research when registering for a computer science class, because you have about a 50:50 shot of inadvertently being in ANOTHER barely comprehensible MATH class....
I publish a pitifully lacking weblog. I haven’t updated in months. Summer is over. The first day of school is tomorrow. And now, only a rant… It is not often that a memory of the past entreats my peaceful mind to act on some fanciful ideas it had wanted for the future. But when the past makes such a chaotic request – how possibly can I silence it? Waltzing in to my stable life – demanding answers for a self I no longer know....
Maybe you know the feeling, you’re salivating over an under-priced item on eBay. Your seconds away from owning the item. You’ve been the high bidder since the auction started. Just as the auctions ends, you refresh the listing page to bask in the joy of your new-found ownership – and you’ve been OUTBID. SNIPED. If you’d have known it would sell for paltry $1.25 more then your max bid, you’d have bumped ‘er up a little....
I envy that small creature carried by the wind to wherever he decides is suitable for rest Yes, gliding about the earth how much he must see in a day and how big it must seem, too He seems to love life, greatly, always singing as he sweeps by overhead… chirping, whistling It seems to me, that it seems to him… life is a wonder to rejoice in and explore always...
Of all the things I could blog about… flux, matrix theory, pointers in C… I’m writing today about Hyde Park Produce in Chicago, IL. Why? Because I’m impressed. As you may know (by reading some other posts on this blog), I’m not impressed by fancy signs or “glad” service… which is good for Hyde Park Produce (HPP) because they don’t really have either. What they do have, and what I was impressed with, is a nice selection and exceptionally affordable products....
I haven’t written since 2007. Wish there was some great reason, but I can’t think of one a the moment. It’s cold here… that’s not an excuse, but maybe you’ll forgive me out of sheer pitty. Well, anyway… 2008 sucks. Ok, not horribly, and not all of 2008. Only Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays… and not all of each day; sometime between 11:30 and 12:20. Physics – electricity and magnetism – it sucks....
Maybe it’s just me, but this year is zipping past… I barely have time to breathe. Make haste, or things will pass us by! On to the news… I scored a dismal ~11 on a physics test last week. Not just any physics test… a midterm. No, this is not some kind of funny joke. The test was not out of 11 points. It was out of 39. It defeated me....
You know, what do I really have to blog about? I study for school, study for personal interests, cook, eat, sleep, and walk around (usually in order to do one of the aforementioned activities). Sometime I write poetry or take pictures… or am somehow creative, but I have other sections on my website for displaying such things. So, my blog is left stagnant. In fact, looking over past blog posts, the only real news my blog gets is about why I am not blogging....