Crap and other expletives that I’ll leave out for now. As of last night, our internet was still down. This after two days of sitting around the house waiting for the repair person who supposedly fixed it – needless to say, I was not a happy camper last night. Well, I called our cable company this morning and they seemed to feel that remotely resetting the modem would do the trick. Problem: I’m at work and have no idea if their ingenious solution has worked. I suppose that I could call my nephew (who keeps bizarre hours and is probably still asleep) and ask him to check it out. Or I just wait until I get home tonight and see for myself. Either way, it’s been a frustrating experience to say the least.
On the up side, I’m still in a basically good mood – nothing like the euphoria that heralds a hypomanic episode, but good nonetheless. I called Pastor Calvin last night during a break from class, mainly because it seems like the only time I call him is when I’m in a crisis. We shared quite a few laughs over my struggles (as well as my fellow classmates) in my web programming project class. It felt good to laugh again, particularly when it lacks that semi-hysterical, rather cynical tinge that surrounded my previous laughter. And yet, for all of that, there is that niggling thought in the dark recesses of my demented mind that remind me that it will not – it cannot – last forever. My mood will swing again in one direction or another – it’s a given.
But I’m not going to let that bring me down (said with an assurance that I don’t necessarily feel). I’m just thankful that the manic phase ebbed before the end of the semester crunch, which is nigh upon us. I’m not sure what form that crunch will take which has me concerned. One of my classes – the C++ programming class – is pretty predictable, although I can’t remember off the top of my head if there is going to be some sort of project due in that class as well. The other classes are more iffy. Yesterday, my web design professor gave us some vague indication about a final project, but she had not yet formulated any specific guidelines for said project (which I have her a hard time about). The web programming project class should essentially just require the completion of the project we have been working on all semester. He has not made that an explicit statement yet, which has me a bit concerned. And the advanced web programming class – we have yet to have a real assignment or exam. This has us all
very concerned and yet no one wants to mention it to him for fear of bringing on the aforementioned assignment or exam.
Yep, lots of concerns about school, but at least work is fairly predictable. I only have one assignment at present and it’s not exactly high priority stuff. It’s also not exactly riveting so I take copious breaks to do other things like write blogs and catch up on homework. Still, it needs to be done and I’m the logical one to do it. That’s not to say I’m overly thrilled by that, but I do understand it. And once I post this, I’ll have to get back to it. To that I say, “Blech.” And so might you all say “Blech” since my boredom at work will probably translate into long and copiously boring blogs on my part, perhaps not even limited to one a day. Now, don’t you all feel lucky!
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