I should be in bed, but I'm not
yeah, that's where I should be. But I'm being too lazy to go to sleep right now. Isn't that ironic?
I did my computer science homework today. and that's all I did. I'm so bad at doing work ahead of time. But I really need to, because in the span of two days (thursday and friday) I have a quiz, a test, a midterm, and a paper due. The paper has to be five pages, but at least I know generally what I'm going to write about. It's for philosophy. I wish I could understand that class better, but I really think that a lot of the philosophers that we read don't write well. It's like a diamond buried in crap. I mean, if one has to dig through the reading to get to the point, that doesn't seem like good writing to me. Now, I can understand sometimes, why writing must be cryptic. For example, Descartes was writing his famous "meditations" to introduce his new physics (which we haven't learned about, why is that, it sounds fascinating), without letting the church find out, so I can see that he would have to write with double-entendres (and there should probably be some accents, but feh). But why is it still so hard? I mean, yeesh. It's not the vocabulary that's confusing me, it's just that even when descartes mentions his steps in what he is doing, they're not in order, or even on the same page, but rather spread out over many, with the first two or three pages after the third. grr.
I'm looking forward to going skiing with the boy scouts this next weekend (ooh, that's nice to write). It'll be good to see some people, but I don't think a lot of my friends are going to be back home then. I know chris isn't. sigh. I don't talk to too many of my friends when I'm at college. not fun.
ok, I need to get to bed, because I think the light is bothering my roomate. oops.
