Well, since I'll be off on my little trip most of Friday and Saturday I figured I'd get this weeklog done a little early. Unlike last week,
giant flaming dodecahedrons of good karma have been striking me repeatedly all week. I'm
happy as a clam filter feeding. A response to last week's weeklog:
- She wrote back! I've been silly and grinning like a maniac and feeling like I'm in 7th grade all week. I must be a very annoying to be around. Is this what crushes are like, usually? I should have done this earlier. As I must've said a billion times this week, everything is so cool you could store a side of beef in it for a month.
- Eh, the car isn't that bad. Yeah, it's dented, but you know? Life goes on. It'll still drive me where I need to go, minus a little more energy lost to wind resistance compared with pre-crash. But since the Golf is essentially a box on wheels, I don't think it's a huge issue.
- Got the Difficult Equations test back, and didn't do quite as badly as I thought I had. Yay for mediocrity!
- The Guiness is supposed to taste that way. It's good.
As for the
counseling session, I'm beginning to think:
- The "avoiding relationships" thing is bullshit -- I simply don't like most of the people I meet at my school
- That I don't need counseling. It's absurd. I'm happy, apparently pretty well adjusted, and the "being down" thing was simply a phase that I had to go through. I just don't really see how talking to some guy about my complete lack of serious problems (other than a retiscence to really apply myself in boring classes) is going to do anything other than spend the insurance company's money.
I've been thinking, just in the last couple days, about my place on e2. I've been here for a while, now. Far longer than most, shorter than some. But still, I read dannye's writeup in Earn Your Bullshit (which, by the way, you should do as well, right now. Just hold down shift and click on that and read it right now, and if you've already read it read it again), and I can't answer that question in the affirmative without a "I think" tagged on the front...Am I noding for the ages? Am I earning (retroactively) my bullshit? I'd like to think that I've become a good noder. I've cleaned most of my shit (or had it cleaned). In the last 3 months, I've made an effort to do no ugly, bad, bullshit nodes (except these weeklogs, which I don't think diminish the database too badly). But there's something that is still missing from my writeups...I've never been a really good fiction writer. Those seem to be the nodes that I enjoy reading the most. If you look at the last few months of nodes, everything's been Factual noding. I feel sometimes that I don't do enough here. I'm on a lot; I read, I vote, and once or twice a week I get the itch to do a node. Is that a bad thing? (Why do I feel a responsibility to the database? But I do...) I'm not even sure what I feel is wrong with me as a noder. Perhaps the drive down to the city to the south will provide me a bit more quiet time (well, as quiet as a Golf gets when you're going 75 on Washington roads) to ponder.
My point is...Never be perfect...Let the chips fall where they may
--Tyler Durden, Fight Club
sleeplog:
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| X X X X X | 4-22: 4:00am-11:45am - 7.75
| X X X X X | 4-23: 3:15am-10:15am - 7
| X X X X X | 4-24: 2:45am-10:00am - 7.25
| X X X X X X | 4-25: 2:45am-9:45am - 7
| X X X X X X | 4-26: 3:00am-10:15am - 7.25
| X X X X X X X | 4-27: 4:20am-8:45am - 4.5
| X X X X X X X | 4-28: 2:30am-8:00am - 5.5
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