I was thinking today about that old expression, "like riding a bicycle." Isn't it interesting how some skills stay with you, and some are perishable. It really makes no sense. Ah, the mystery of the human brain.
Well, nothing earth-shattering here. That's all I've got.
Ah, residence hall life. I am lucky to have my own room, but still I can't seem to get dorm life right. I don't think I could if I were to live here all five years at university. I may have a room in my flat one day designated as a "dormitory room simulator," where I will continue to devote my time to figuring out the secret of comfortable, home-like dorm living. Sounds like something IKEA should try...
As I look up from my reading of "Finland in the New Europe" by Max Jakobson, I marvel at what a shithole I let this place turn into. I haven't even made my bi-weekly pathetic attempt to get the place "inspection clean" in a month.
Then, like one of those whisps of nostalgia that INTPs are prone to, it hits me: In three weeks this room will no longer be my home. My posters will be off the walls, the beds configured back into bunks (or racks, if you're militarily inclined), and all the furniture moved into it's default configuration (which I actually don't know since my former roommate beat me here and rearranged everything). Then, when the room is completely except for my computer and German flag, I will close the door, put on the German national anthem, remove the flag from the wall, and secure it in a bag. Then, there will be no indication that I ever lived here.
One day, be it years from now, I will discover how to turn a small room into a home. This has been my quest since my second year of university, and I believe that it is an elusive and worthwhile goal, even if I don't reap the benefits of my eventual discovery.
Ah, the joy of psych papers. I should've been able to just type this right out, but it's taking longer than it should, and I'm staying pretty focused. I just feel like crap, probably due to allergies + hot weather. I've got OpenOffice.org set up now to automatically replace "programme" with "program" so I can quickly and efficiently satify both my American professors and my German stubborness. Yut.
Well, one final push. If I can finish this shit up in the next twenty minutes I'll let myself eat some Cocoa Puffs and watch Buffy. Now that's the effective application of behaviour modification. Oo-rah.
Wow, I have a fan! (I didn't know what the hell that blue dot was for...) Thanks, LPetrazickis, I don't know what I did to prompt that. I finally set up my friends list to keep track of people whose journals I enjoy reading. I found most of them from the foes and freaks of Troll Blacklist, those troll folk's journals can be very humourous. LPetrazickis, mate, I think I added you because of your Opera-related posts. I love it and use it too, and one of these days I'll get around to registering it. However I'm still on 6.06 because 7 always fucked up when I tried to get out of a print preview. I had a great idea once to try selecting Window->Close All, at which point Opera 7 crashed and would never start up again (only gave an error message). I uninstalled and reinstalled a few times to no avail. Maybe I'll give it another go now that I'm fairly sure I've wiped all traces and there've been some minor releases since then. Don't get me started on the new mail/news client though. Anyhow, back to studying.
Wow, a journal. Whaddaya know? Yeah, I have nothing of any import to say.
The aim of science is to seek the simplest explanations of complex facts. Seek simplicity and distrust it. -- Whitehead.
