The 27th Day of April, 2003
Out to the streets looking for drugs... Be back in a bit. Dial my
phalanges; maybe I'll hook you up...
Matrix time to rid my mind of those evil economics ideas and whatnot...
Getting stuff in order while.... while... okay, there's something on my
desk that makes me think that last night I got high and went weird to the
nth degree. I can't look at it anymore--bah! *hides it under some papers*.
Anyway... "Getting stuff in order while" having the Matrix movie on...
I'll reply soon.
Ugh, I know that it's under those papers...
Shower, food, laundry, study, study, study...
Getting gas for my car, then store for a few things, then maybe find a
place to sit for dinner and studying... Dial my phalanges and I'll explain
the Z-table and, if you're lucky... the t-table...
The 28th Day of April, 2003
After many laughs at Adult Swim, it's time for a shower, then maybe
Watching Statistics class... Less than... 18 hours until the final exam...
then freedom (and a bottle of applesauce to gulp down)!
In bed, lying awake, like Charlie Brown, asking myself, "Doubt? What's
that?" Then that voice in my head says, "Kick butt. Then kill the
Current Buddy Icon: Determined Gizmo
Current Wallpaper: Chuck and Snoop
Current Obsession: Kicking total butt.
In Bed at: 3:21 AM
Alarm set for: It's Time to Party (Andrew W. K.), 6:30 AM (might go back
to sleep afterwards)
Statistics studying... I'll reply soon...
Shower, campus for CD, buyback hunting/selling, then more studying,
perhaps during lunch...
Campus to pick up my chorus CD and get buyback quotes (if I sell them all
at this one place, I'll get $100; gonna try to find better prices...).
I'll be back in an hour or two... Dial my phalanges and I'll sing whatever
song is stuck in my head (at the moment, it's Your Body is a
Another lunch and studying at the usual place, then maybe sell my darn
statistics book... Back in a couple of hours perhaps... Dial my phalanges
and maybe you'll learn about the test statistics and p-values...
Less than 6 hours until my final exam, then the applesauce is so dead...
ooh, I can taste it already...
Taking a break* from studying...
Banging my freakin' moronic head on the wall...