Monthly Archives: May 2005

Being at Home

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Today was my first day home alone. Over the weekend I at least had people to see and things to do. Today really drove home the fact that I have to do something.

Here’s a brief rundown of my day:

  • Woke up at noon
  • Went outside, got the cat, took her back to my room
  • Woke up at 3p
  • Played Halo 2
  • Archived things from my D: drive to DVD so I can format
  • Made invitations for my little brother’s birthday party
  • Took my sister tanning

At this point, even dialup would be an improvement. I’d post a picture of my cat, but I don’t have the patience to do it over dialup.

Stir Crazy

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I’m trying something different here, to keep myself from going insane. Today was my second full day without internet, and I don’t know what to do with myself. I suppose I should qualify that statement. Today is my second full day away from school, and between not being able to see my friends and not having the internet to keep in touch with them, I’m kinda rocking back and forth in a fetal position whistling to myself.

What I’m trying in order to keep myself from going insane is writing little entries like this in notepad, to be copied and pasted in once I get back some rudimentary form of internet connection. That way I can still keep up writing, even though you’ve had a gap in reading by the time this post goes live. I think it’s easier for me than trying to remember everything that I’ve done by the time I get dialup set up here

ugh. dialup.

Going Home

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Sometime tomorrow morning I will leave Cobleskill, and end the first chapter of my (hopefully long) college career. When I think about it rationally, I know that I’ve done reasonably well and that I should be proud of myself. That is what I know. What I believe, however, is that as this chapter inexorably draws to a close, there is something left that I have missed.

I tend to have this sort of feeling whenever something ends. I suppose a psychiatrist could use that to tell me something about myself. Personally, I’m content to accept it as part of me. I don’t let it hold me down. As my first year of college is winding down, I’ve gotten very reflective and introspective about the year. I’ve made some of the closest friends I’ll ever have. I’ve had some really great (and some really bad) professors, who have taught me a number of valuable lessons. I’ve learned that the most important thing you learn from a class may not be the material. I’ve found that the most important part of my experience here this year hasn’t been what I’ve taken away, but what I’ve given.

I have a little twinge of sadness that this year is over, but now it’s time to move on. I can’t move forward if I keep looking back.

There’s only us; only tonight.
We must let go to know what’s right.
No other course, no other way.
No day but todayRent – “Another Day”

New Thingy

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I was curious, so I went ahead and looked up how to cook up a sideblog in WP. The task didn’t prove too terribly difficult once I stopped looking for people who’ve done it and just did it. I managed it in hours so late in the morning that they can no longer be called wee, so it couldn’t be that hard. It’ll probably change here one of these days, but I gotta feel it out a bit.

Now all these little link posts with no new content can live over in the sidebar. It may turn into a pure linklog, with no actual commentary at all. We’ll see how I feel. I like the idea of taking empty posts out of the regular flow though.

I’ve also installed a plugin that I wrote myself, modified from someone else’s XML parsing function. That’s the WhatPulse thing living in the sidebar. I’ll make it available once I clean it up, and the WhatPulse admin said he’d put it on their downloads page too. That’d be neat.

Horse Taste

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Today I had my second lab practical for equine training. This one was about identification and conformation. Obviously one of the things we had to do was age horses by their teeth. This, on my part, involved opening the horse’s mouth by kinda just sticking my finger in behind his teeth. Fine, horse saliva all over my hands, I don’t mind. Actually, the texture of the inside of a horse’s mouth is very pleasant. I don’t know how to describe it. I suppose you’d have to try it.

After my lab practical I went down to visit amby’s room, which I often do, for the procurement of strawberry little debbie thingers. They’re like twinkies shaped like hohos with strawberry. So I consumed one of these happily. Having just had my wisdom teeth removed in December, I have those cool gaps behind my teeth (similar to horses, ironically enough). Some of the delectable faux-strawberry treat got stuck in that space, so naturally I reached in to get it out. It was at this very moment that I realized that I do not enjoy the flavor of horse saliva. Also, I realized that I had not washed my hands since my lab practical.