HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY!!!

Yup, now it's DAD's birthday...everyone was born in October.

So...I put Dave Matthew's Band --Live at Red Rocks in the cd changer...I like that...cd CHANGER...not player. Like they come out different or something....

But really...I don't know WHY I do this to myself. Once I put this cd in, I recall how much I really like it and it stays in there. For weeks. This is day two. I listened to it all night last night. Fortuntately it's a long cd..but still. Actually it's TWO long cds, but I only listen to the first one. Not because I DON'T like the second one, but because I DO like the first one. I think the worst thing about it is I KNOW I'm listening to the same cd over and over..and I don't care. I COULD change it...but why?

It's a funny kind of apathy...

But other than good music, today sucked. A lot. It wa chilly enough that I wanted to wear a jacket, but warm enough that when I did I was hot in the sun and my car. It was overcast when I first left the apartment, which wasn't surprising because hey, this is Binghamtonfor crying out loud!! But when I got OUT of class the sun had broken through...and my shades were at home. So I cast my eyes to to ground and trod up the hill to M Lot.

What's an M Lot?, asks Faithful Reader.

An M Lot is a big parking lot in Binghamton. It's shaped like a turnip and all the spaces are arranged in such a way that if you try to pull out of your space Hottie Chick in her Beemer will clip off the end of your car. If you find a space, you see. M Lot is where you go if you have a class after dawn. Y'see, all the other lots are filled by sunup. So you trudge over to M Lot, park next to Canada, and hope Hottie Chick doesn't run you down on your long walk to the center of campus.

They say the campus is shaped like a brain. I think it looks like a kidney bean. But that's just how my mind is working today...what with my Impeding Kidney Failure and all. Not that I'm nervous or anything...not that I think they might find something horribly wrong with me. I'll be fine...Ann will give me a kidney if I need one...won't you Ann?

The first time they tested me I wasn't worried. "You may have touched the lip of the cup, or I didn't use those little wipes enough before peeing in that little cup. Maybe I shouldn't be wiping with deli-cut ham anymore..." I was more careful the second time...so I was surprised that there was STILL protein in my pee. And MORE protein to boot! I'll be so paranoid tomorrow that I'll probably bust something.

I am stressed. I had a test tonight in CS 220, which is the assembly language class. I wasn't worried about the test so much, it was open book/open notes. I got to class 45 minutes early. So five minutes before class started I was chatting with Brian and the Professor and I pulled out my text and notes.

"Ah...Probability with Statisics! That's a tough class!" the Professor said.

"Hurh?" Maybe my homework was sticking out of my folder "Oh yeah...but I'm managing I...." looked down at my textbook and saw my Probability with Stats book... "AAAAUUUURRRRGGGHH!! I BROUGHT THE WRONG TEXTBOOK!!!!"...to an open book test.... "I'll be right back.."

And I ran to my car...the whole way. At least I was parked in one of the closer lots this time...I would have just wept if my car had been in M Lot...and borrowed Brian's Jeep. So I got to the car, drove home, got the book, drove back, ran back to class....and pondered how very very ill the whole thing was making me. I took the test, only had to ask for two extra minutes, and went home.

Brian and I ordered pizza. It was very very good.

I named the laptop today...Critter. Because I can. It's a cute name, isn't it? Then I realized I never named my computer. The good one...I've had it three years and never called it anything but "StupidBastardFuckFaceIdiotTechnologyPunk!" and other variations of that sort. I figured, hey...I know this computer really well. I know it's stupid quirks and how to beat them in submission, I know what every directory is for. I know this machine pretty well, I can come up with a suitable name.

So I named it Loki.

Mischievious Bastard.

So...I have a laptop named Critter, a computer named Loki, and a car named Squirt.

...no problems here...

Suggestions, Questions, Recriminations and Accusations?