{31.01.99} Effluvia


During January, it was perfectly acceptable to sit here playing sucessive losing games of FreeCell until I finally won one, but now that the campus has returned to normal capacity, it seems kind of silly. Shouldn't I be out seeing returning friends? Or, if I'm going to sit in my room, shouldn't I at least do something somewhat productive? Perhaps so... I'll write a journal entry instead.

Actually, I've done quite a bit today: I cleaned out my desk, lofted my bed, tidied my room, and moved some furniture around, all in a span of about 2 hours. Even though I had plenty of other things I should be doing, it somehow felt right to start the new semester with a clean, and slightly changed, room. Of course, the chances that it will stay that way are rather slim. I'm neat, but definitely not perfect. I like not to have to see my clutter, so I tend to shove it in, say, desk drawers that end up spitting out sheaves of paper every time I open it, or behind my sliding closet doors.

I also managed to sort out a little conundrum I've been having with my schedule. You see, after buying my books on Wednesday, I opened the text for my Human Factors class, just to take a peek, and promptly decided that I do NOT want to take that class. Of course, dropping it means finding another class to fill the space, and in my case, I absolutely must have another psych class, and it would also be rather nice if it were interesting. All of which make finding a replacement class more than a little difficult. I was talking to my friend Jason, though, and he mentioned that he is taking Intro to Social Psych, which would be perfect: it fits in my schedule, it's a topic I'm interested in, the prof is supposed to be good, and it's (duh) a psych class. I think I'll sit in on it tomorrow morning, and see if I can get the professor to add me. If so, then I can drop horrible Human Factors that very day and have my schedule completely fixed.

That would, effectively, make this semester's schedule quite nice: On Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays I'd have classes from 9:40 till 11:50, a break for lunch, and then one more from 1:10 till 2:10. Tuesdays I am in class from 1 till 4:15, and Thursdays from 2:45 to 4:15. Add to that about 4 hours of various meetings, and a night of duty, and my week is complete. I could extrapolate for paragraphs about the nuances of that particular arrangement that would make it such a good schedule, but really, I won't bore you. Well, assuming you weren't bored already.

It occurred to me today to restructure the content of this nebulous thing. If feels as if it has disintegrated into a mere list of my days activities, or a vague spewing of thoughts and explanations thereof. I'm toying with the idea of picking one or two moments within my day, and exploring them to their fullest; a way to push the boundaries of exactly what each second or 10 seconds means, and to do something a little more creative. I'm not yet sure if I'll actually implement it, but it's definitely something I'm considering. Drop me a line and tell me what you think, eh?


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Listening to: Nothing at present, but all day I've been alternating between the odd duo of the Pixies and the Cranberries.

Can I tell you how sick I am of living on campus? I think that next year I'll have to get the hell out of here.

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