I'm tired again. I wish this would quit happening. It's not even sleepy-tired, as I got a reasonable amount of sleep. Just ... tired. I have another exam tonight, and I think I'm yet again woefully unprepared. I tried to study last night, but kept getting distracted by Earl programming. Yet again, I probably should have taken off into the other room. I'm just hopelessly lame. I can't wait until we're living together all the time, not just a week or so out of every month. It's much easier to wander off for a few hours when they aren't the only few hours you'll get in the next two weeks.

Or maybe I'm just a wimp. This is all so unlike any other relationship I've ever had that I ought to feel silly making predictions.

Oh, by the way, I did just as badly on my last exam as I feared. I don't feel as unprepared for this (I did all my homework last night, it's just the studying I didn't manage), but I'm nonetheless building up a nice round of tension which will peak in a few hours. Why on earth am I trying to work forty hours a week _and_ go to school? What am I trying to prove?

Work has gotten less stressful and more interesting again. I am currently battling with cpio and winning, much to my delight. Nobody here seems to understand how the data is transferred during jumpstarts, but I managed to find the hidden cache of cpio files and am even now restoring my user's data. Sysadminning is so weird.

I've also come up with a sed script to change all of my messy title tags to nice clean cite tags. Not that anyone will be able to tell the difference, but I'll know.

I'm still reading Goedel, Escher, Bach, alternating chapters of it with pieces of Carve the Sky. They're both extremely strange in their own way, and make interesting companions to one another.

Time to run off and take my exam. Think very good thoughts, please.