After being thoroughly disillusioned with the web for a good four or five months, I'm suddenly excited again. So many interesting pages! So little time! But then again, there's also a feeling of pretension -- why does everyone have to write all in lower-case, using odd fonts and lots of graphics and black backgrounds? Who are these people, and what on earth do they think they're doing? Why does everyone seem to think that very dry, terse descriptions of things with lots of oblique references to messy psychodrama is Good Writing?

Okay, so maybe I'm still disillusioned. But at least I'm excited about being disillusioned. Now if I only didn't have those deadlines...

Voice class last night. It was okay. I sang a little too much; my throat was sore when I got home. I should have gone with my instincts and skipped out an hour early, preserving both my voice and my sanity. Margaret and I seem to be having problems finding things to talk about, although I think it's mostly circumstantial; I go straight from work to class, with no time to shift modes in-between, and thus I spend the first thirty or so minutes still thinking about work.

Next quarter I'm probably taking two morning classes -- Calc 1 & Phys 60, which go nicely together. I'll get absolutely no sleep (7:45 - 10am every morning to take both), but at least I'll avoid having my brain trying to program when I'm in class. Hopefully I won't end up in the other direction, with my brain trying to do Physics instead of programming...

I still haven't finished my search thing. Can I possibly do so today? Will suckage prevail? This week I am the chosen one who acquires food for tonight's gaming, so I can't work late. I agonise. I try to debug faster.

Millbrae was really good today; there was a sense of some loose puzzle pieces fitting into place. We talked about why I used to be a completely passive person, if said passivity was the reason for the various unpleasant experiences I had throughout my childhood, and ended up being about my father (nice, but feckless and passive) a lot. Interesting.

And it's almost 6pm. I still haven't finished my search thing. Suckage has prevailed. I shall vanish now and acquire Chinese food for the gamers, and hope the warm glow of their appreciation makes up for not being yet being done with my code.