Another report from the trenches.
Yes, it’s late. I’m not tired, because I’ve been staying up late this weekend and I’m used to it. Oh well. With my schedule, I can still get 6 hours at this point. 
Still more stop errors. I think they may be related to an NVIDIA (graphics card) driver that was released on Windows Update a week or so ago, which I blindly installed. It’s gone now, but the blue screens remain. My problem was corroborated by some people at the Ars forums. Hmm. I’d like to fdisk + format; since I now have my new hard drive installed, backups would be easy. I don’t have the time, though.
The schism between Colleen and me widened yesterday (yesterday?) when she told me that she’d like to see other people. A certain person in particular. I did it to her last week, so it’s no big surprise that I’m getting a steady dose of my own medicine. It feels weird though. I haven’t experienced much heart-break in my life. It’s OK; she can’t control her feelings, and neither can I. That’s the way things work. He’s a nice guy, and it’s good for her. She hasn’t really done anything wrong in doing this.
So, since all the break-up songs make sense again (thanks, Ataris), I feel like I should concentrate on other things for a while. It’s difficult, though… I’m lonely, and it feels strange not to have somebody close at hand to whom I can talk freely about anything. What I was alluding to above with that whole medicine bit is that there is someone special to me here at USC. She is part of the reason that I originally felt distanced from Colleen. I’m not sure how it’s going to work out now, though. Things seem to be in a holding pattern, and I’m not sure if it’s because we’re both just too busy, or if there is some other reason. I guess I have more to say, but nothing else to write.
I’m not sure that I like my own writing style. It’s kind of stilted, and hard to read, with too many contractions. I noticed that my spelling has been going downhill lately, too. Maybe it’s because I only had to write one essay in January. Regardless, I always spend a good amount of time writing these things. I rarely hit my nice little submit button without re-reading my work two or three times. My posts here seem to be getting longer and longer, and this really suggests that the current format of this page isn’t quite right for the content (which is what’s important, after all). Maybe a redesign. Not soon though — too much work. Midterms are closer than I think. Heck, I have one this week.
Well, I hope this was as therapeutic for you as it was for me. Whenever I start writing these things, it’s usually because I feel guilty about not updating when (as my web server statistics tell me) I have a fairly modest readership. By the end, however, when I’m ready to click the button, I’m happy that I sat down to write. It’s nice. No matter what the incentive was to write, there’s nothing wrong with that result. #