I have hope for today.

Roughly 367 other individuals at one point had a similar sentiment, and blogged about it.

“Because of heaven I have hope for today and for tomorrow. I am free to live the impossible.” – Christian Women Online Blog (that’s as opposed to a print blog, which is otherwise known as a newspaper column)

“I have hope for today. I love today. I will love today. I will also dance in my chair in the computer lab, because I don’t care what anyone thinks.” – what’s the point in all this screaming?

“7 days sober today, time to do some laundry. No wonder I felt like I was rotting for years. Now I have hope for today.” – some alcoholism recovery forum

The following was written on Wednesday, oddly.

Life has settled into a discernible pattern. Wake up to Shadow of the Day at 8:30, weekdays. Shower, dress, experiment with hair products. Grab something caffeinated, get to class. Food, work. Waste time. Sleep, and repeat.

Which isn’t so bad. Or expensive, fortunately, unless a trip to Target or Micro Center is in the mix. I’ve got the caffeine habit down to one bottle of Bawls daily, but that’ll probably change. Tomorrow, I think. Not for any particular reason, just that my tolerance fluctuates and it’s probably time for the headaches to start. ;)

Finally have cable in the dorm, which is what the last trip to MC was about. Picked up a TVBox 1440, so-called for its ability to handle 1440×900 monitors, which the box touts often (which is silly; all it does is stretch and distort the image). This was the second attempt at bringing the wonders of American broadcasting to the room; the previous trip yielded a usb stick along these lines, which failed horribly. Apparently it uses only software decoders, rendering a full-screen really slowly if you don’t have the processor for it. Heh, which I don’t.

Micro Center also stocks Bawls. In cases. On sale. :D

Running through algebraic methods for solving polynomial fractions… heh. So much better than using trig.

I’m really… happy? this morning. Not totally sure why.

Also horribly paranoid about my speakers going off in class. And about missing a shift at work that I don’t know about.

I’m in Calc II, which really happens more often that I’d like to think. There are three white legal pads on my left with an assortment of notes scattered about therein. Also a quad-shot iced vanilla latte, which is fortunately not scattered about therein.

Kurt made an excellent latte the other day… like an actual latte, with the foam bit on the top. Also caramel. My goal is to become something near to the baristas that my managers are.

A lot of people have iPhones in this place. I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised… I’m waiting for Google’s market entry. ;)

Bawls in my bookbag. (No, I’m not going there.) The plan for the later afternoon involves Celeste driving about w/ Max/me, which includes stops at Micro Center (ext hd – Celeste – and several cases of Bawls) and Ikea (food, Swedish furniture).

I like Ikea. I have a lighting piece from there, also a bamboo stalk.

“This is not trivial.” Quote of the day. I must add that to my language patterns.

The coffee shop needs a new website. Spent… half an hour toying with a design sketch last night, after homework/labwork. Not sure if that was a good idea, given that I finished up at 2:45-ish, but it felt good to make something pretty again. Heh. Pretty.

I’m not entirely sure (/me feels himself begin to ramble) what I’m going to do with calc. … Actually, no, pretty sure I know. I need to get my head back in gear. Withdrawing from the class for this semester isn’t an option – it’s a hefty amount of credits, and I’d drop to part-time status if I removed it from my schedule. Which would mess with loans and things. Messy.

Anyway. Going over partial fraction decomposition. Algebraic manipulation is something I can do. Not so much integration with trig.

Anyone who reads this and is considering this school in the future – unless you’re smarter than I am (of which the odds are decent), take calc I first.

This song is called The Force of Gravity, from Emotional Technology – BT’s… what, 2004 release? Something along those lines. He edited the track for his The Technology EP, which I think is a better mix than the original. Though I don’t have an mp3 of that. My apologies.

And I think I’m done. Not proofing this entry, excuse typos. No photo either; taken nothing of caliber lately.

remember the words we use to speak
the promises made have turned to all apologies
the weight of the storm of memories
still you’re flying to fight the force of gravity

(the force of gravity)