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| Well, our lovably quirky Giant Schnauzer Klaus had to be put down
this morning. We had him x-rayed, and were shocked to find tumors
developing on his stomach. As it turns out, he developed either
cancer or a severe fungal lung infection in the last month or so, which
has taken its toll on his heart. Because our family doesn't
believe in keeping pets alive for ourselves through their periods of
suffering, we thought it was the right thing to do. At least he
had a nice long life in a loving home. I'm just sad I wasn't able
to say goodbye to him one last time.
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Sorry..... had to do that.
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| We picked random speech topics from a bag last Thursday. With
them, we're supposed to put together a 3-4 minute presentation for this
coming Thursday as sort of a second ice breaker to the class. It
seemed like everyone else was getting fun topics for theirs; yin &
yang, the Taj Mahal, Zorro.... and of course I have to pick Oxford
University. Somehow, I have the feeling that no matter what I do,
I'll end up prattling on like a guide to the university ("Oxford is
also home to some of the finest scholarly programs in the
country..."). Then again, I could throw in some random trivia
about the unabridged Oxford English Dictionary, relate it to weighing
roughly the same as a Shihtzu, and go on an irreversible tangent from
there. Speech can be fun if given the chance  .
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| 2nd day class impressions:
Speech: Looking O.K. so far. Enthusiastic teacher, not too
difficult. The only problem? It's at 7 IN THE MORNING for
TWO HOURS.
Physics 132: The positive - my lecture professor has a Danish accent
and my lab professor an Irish accent. The lab professor's highly
entertaining as well. The negative - lecture seems like it'll be
a class that drags on... especially due to the fact that it's 1.5 hours
rather than just 1.
Mech. Engineering 211 (Statics): Easy course material; basically just a
rehash of Physics 131. It'll be a black hole for time, though...
every problem has to adhere to a strict format.
Math 344 (Linear Analysis II): The concepts aren't too hard, but the
work is quite tedious indeed. The professor moves at a pretty
rapid pace, so it'll keep me awake just trying to follow along with him.
Music 173 (Wind Ensemble): Still the same as it always has been.
J's still as stubborn, egotistical, and senile as he always was.
I only like two of the four songs we're working on, though.
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| After today, it will have been the 19th holiday period that has come and gone in my life. While there have always been commercials pounding their product pitches into our heads, there were actually some memories aside from the holiday-related stress and boredom that could be considered fun.
As sort of an end-of-the-break last ditch effort to entertain ourselves before heading back to school, I went up to Six Flags with Ian and my brother, Andrew, for a day of making ourselves sick to our stomachs by riding as many roller coasters as possible. As luck would have it, the weather wasn't as good as it could have been, leaving us with a mild drizzle. This did work in our favor, though... for some strange reason, people don't like visiting theme parks on rainy days; I suppose we were exceptions to this rule. As a result, the park was deserted and most of the rides were simply walk-ons. Even though the other two didn't want to try X (the park's second newest coaster which sports the ability for the chairs to rotate 360 degrees independently of the car), I was able to get on with only a 20 minute wait... a huge difference from the 3 hour wait it had on the last day I was there. I never knew that being so utterly disoriented could be so incredibly fun.
Anyhow, I will be on the road for San Luis Obispo once again around 12:00 tomorrow. Hopefully our apartment's refrigerator didn't have too many perishable goods in it when we abandoned it last year. If I end up not posting for a month or so, I'm probably just slacking again... but if not for two months, then you can assume that the rotten leftovers somehow congealed into a living, parasitic, amorphous blob and proceeded to take up residence in my cerebral cortex, turning my body into a vehicle for its protozoic whims. | | |
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