School school school

Classes start tomorrow, and it's just annoying. Get with the school already, school! It's so weird to have free time now, knowing that this free time will be rationed to the point of non-existence in a matter of days or weeks. God I hope Statistics is manageable. I just gotta work, is all. I have to deny the existence of pleasure or stimulation in any field outside of computer science (or statistics). I have to be enthused and inspired by nothing other than coursework.

OK, yeah, that's a horrible idea. No, what I have to do is surround myself with dumb people outside of computer science, who will remind me of the fate that awaits if I fail.

How's that for an internal rhyme?

No, what I have to do is cut down on the nonsense, and cut up on the ... sense.

Yep, I think my mind has gone sufficiently mushy; I am now ready to have it molded into a sharp ... computing ... head.

Success: Reading. Listening. Questioning. Writing. Painting. Rasterbating. Putting aside thoughts of being forsaken by my friends just because they have lives and I need to recognize and appreciate that. Putting aside thoughts of being forsaken by the universe just because my residence is ... this place. Not worrying about employment, current or future. Resolving that whole "want to be in a relationship / want to leave this place behind when I'm done" conundrum. Laughing, always laughing. And doing my damned dishes! Holy crap, I gotta get on that.