Hey y’all. Ha. Ha. Hahahaha.
OK, enough of that. I thought I’d drop a note here not because I feel like writing, but more because I’m sure there are people who visit this page that have been, well, to the point of anarchy these last two weeks waiting for an update. ANARCHY!
Topics of interest:
My damned wrist
I started physical therapy this week. See post below. Except that lady’s last day with the USC hand center was today… She’s moving to a private practice in LA. Oh well. I assume my next therapist will be just as good, because this last one rocked hard. HARD! She’s doing this thing called ionotophoresis, which basically means: electricity + conductive liquid + skin = pain. You see, they put some liquid anti-inflammatory goop on a little pad, which is wired to a device that has a battery and some dials. They attach another patch a few inches up your arm, which grounds you to the device. Then they electrify you… word. Since there’s that liquid medicine, the electricity conducts very well. It’s not that it was a lot (20 mA for 20 minutes)… but it still hurts. Today, she taped me up with this supposedly Japanese stuff, which prevents me from moving in every which way. Or so she tells me. All it really does is make using my mouse painful. PAINFUL!
Doughnuts
Krispy Kreme… Yum.
School
I’ve been crazy busy, word. I had a total of 20 pages of papers due in the last 4 days. Bleh. I’m supposed to be an engineer, damnit! I’m crazy tired… I pulled 2 all-nighters this week. I got an average of 2.6 hours of sleep per night on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. Woohoo!
OK, I need to go sleep or something. People seem to have left the Radisson in full force tonight, so there’s not much else to do anyway…
I could play Dreamcast. Yes. DREAMCAST! 
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I’m not sure what those acronymical (yeah, I made that up) constructions are supposed to mean, but they’re attached to the name of my new physical therapist. She seems greatly on the competent side. She’ll be ionotophoresis-ing me — whatever that is, I’ve heard about 5 different versions now — so competent is a Very Good Thing?.
My week is finally over. Quite a long one. I don’t think I’ve ever been so busy. Stupid papers, stupid writing, stupid history. Blargh. Make the bad man stop.
On the other hand, I registered for classes on Tuesday at high noon. I’ve got Calc 226 (III), Phys 161 (Advanced I), EE 101 (Electrical Engineering, for those not so acronymically inclined), and a USC core class. I picked “Utopia and Anti-Utopia,” which sounds so exciting it should be patented. Good times. There should be some music in there too, but that won’t materialize until after Turkey Day.
Speaking of which, I can’t wait to get home. Orlando, here I come! #
Wooohooooooo Windows XP + free lava lamp are in the mail!
‘Bout time, too. #
Sometimes in life, all things seem right with the world. Now is one of those times. #
Yo yo yo. I am sick sick sick. One other thing about college: when you’re sick, and you don’t go to class, the impetus is on you to get all caught up. Something about that just isn’t right. Where’s mommy to write me a note?
I saw the USC Thornton Percussion Ensemble perform last night. Kick ass! Some of the works were a little abstract, but that seems to be the running theme of new ensemble work. I need melody, dammit! Make it catchy! A little drumset, huh? #
I’m working on the site a bit. The “now playing” has dissapeared from the left, becuase USC has a firewall that prevents you from seeing what I’m listening to. I also added a link or two on the right. I added archive functionality, por fin, at the bottom. Should really change those pictures on the left… #
College is an emotional rollercoaster, my friends. On, off, up, down, crazy like that. And interestingly, none of that emotion has to do with college itself. You see, life in college is mostly about what happens in between the classes. I’ve had a bit too much to handle, for the time being, so I’m attempting to step off. After staring into space for a few hours, I had an idea (epiphany?). I asked myself, “why am I here?” Not just in college, not just in LA… Here at all. I decided that I must be here for a reason. I’m here to do something. And it probably doesn’t have a whole lot to do with what happens in between classes. So I decided that I won’t be deterred. In this crossroads of my life, I need to remember why I’m here.
Here’s a celebratory wallpaper. Maybe it will help you remember why you’re doing what you’re doing — and if there’s no reason, maybe you can try to figure that out. I think it’s a worthwhile thing to do.
That’s all for now. So much to say, so little to write. #
