random thoughts march 31st 2009

I read an interesting short story today about a man who falls in love with a woman, but then the woman get beaten, by her boyfriends while he takes her picture and posts it on the web. The story ends with the man finding a picture of her amputated, suggesting that the boyfriends had taken it one step further each day and now is cutting off lims.. not sure i spelt that right. This story is called "More Tomorrow" written by the author Michael Marshall Smith, who is a british writer who writes short stories about suffering, and does a good job at it. I also read part 5 of "The Watchmen" graphic novel. I bought it after watching the movie, and I must say the novel is better than the movie.. but common you already knew that. 

So now I sit in a cubical in the library again.. the words "How's it going to end?" are written in large letters in pencil on the desk here. I plan to reply to this message with "It never will end, because each moment is a constant in the tenth dimension." It is a refference to the ten dimensional theory of theoretical physics, a theory that I have a great deal of interest and trust in, so it is only fitting that I use it to reply to a random message on a desk.

My throat isn't as sore today.. that is good.. it is more itchy than sore, quite an interesting feeling. The library is a bit more quiet than usual today.. it is nice. I have today and today only to finish a whole unit in calculus, oh boy what a chore.. I don't feel like working. Over the last few weeks my work ethic seems to be deteriorating, I don't have the drive that I had in January, and i just don't know why. There really is no reason, my grades are above average.. way above average. My social life is.. hardly in existance but fine, and lost is on tomorrow. What could possibly be affecting my work ethic, my drive for perfection that I need to succeed. Maybe my father was right for once, maybe I "over did it" Maybe I have just crammed so much material into my head for the last couple of months that there is just no room left. Guess I haveto make some room. One more unit that is all I need to do until April 15th. 

I didn't wear a coat today. In fact I basically changed my entire appearance today. I didn't wear a coat, I am wearing jeans with a dress shirt, and I finally got a chance to wear my lucky New York hat.. this can only mean one thing.. spring is actually here! woots! really hope it stays this way. In the short story discussed earlier, the main character explains about how much he hates summer, and I haveto say I do actually agree to the points he makes. Like when you go out you are always expected to have a good time, and for some reason you always get the smae question asked to you, "Isn't it beautiful out?" he responds in the story with "No it fucking isn't" and I applaud him for that. 

anyways I will start to work now. so have a good one