I can do many things but organization is NOT one of them. Damn, I think my attempt to get stuff in it’s own place made the situation so much worse. This will take help. I must call on the powers of Girlfriend-Who-Hates-The-Mess.

2am on Sunday night or is it Monday morning. Whatever, I’m heading to bed soon. Since I haven’t slept yet, I say it still falls under Sunday.

This weekend saw me complete one of the hardest semesters I’ve had so far (2 classes for grad school while working was a bad idea in hindsight). Saturday I brewed the first batch of modern beer by myself that I’ve done (there will be ~5 gal of porter ready in about a month).

The yard wasn’t mowed, the house is dirtier than when the weekend started, I need to mail birthday gift for mom’s March 28th birthday that’s been sitting here for too long and there is a large list of things that I never touched this weekend. But dammit, I’m frelling done with school. For 5 days.

Five. Whole. Days. I’m nearly giddy.

When I finished my stuff and the show i was watching on netflix ended at about the same time, I sat back and breathed deeply. Looking at the other side of the couch i saw each cat sleeping in their own way (Ralph curled with his ass-end normal but his other-end twisted upside down, snoring; Mu curled with his paws folded over his nose). It was peaceful. IS peaceful. It’s a happy feeling for that tranquility in a messy room of a house that needs cleaning and a list of Todos that is only marginally shorter. But that feeling goes a long way right now. Now to sleep and forget for a few hours. 5 hours actually. I’m ok with that right now though. Totally fine.

Say you’re driving a car and you get to a hill that is a distance of 1 mile from the base to the top and another mile back down the other side. Yeah, nature is symmetric like that. You drive up to the top at 30 mph and then wonder how fast you’d have to drive (ignore acceleration – figure the average) to get to the bottom with a total average of 60mph going from one side of the hill to the other; 2 miles.

Answers in the comments… I’ll give you a bit and put the answer up.

Another day, another post. Yay for me. Well, not quite…

Computer at work is having issues with some code style validation settings and keep kicking out errors when compiled with one program and not with another. Both are supposed to be using the same settings file. Ugh. If you didn’t get that line, two things that have no reason to act differently have started acting as polar opposites.

Angry Ben is angry.

Also, Sad Ben is sad. Or maybe just contemplative. Recent reading material about hospice care vs. medical care that only cares to extend “life” in the New Yorker:

The simple view is that medicine exists to fight death and disease, and that is, of course, its most basic task. Death is the enemy. But the enemy has superior forces. Eventually, it wins. And, in a war that you cannot win, you don’t want a general who fights to the point of total annihilation. You don’t want Custer. You want Robert E. Lee, someone who knew how to fight for territory when he could and how to surrender when he couldn’t, someone who understood that the damage is greatest if all you do is fight to the bitter end.

Interesting.

Queue the JoCo song…

It’s been a while since I’ve actually put content in here that wasn’t a rehash of twitter or meme crap. I’m bad. I know. 50 lashes…

So… last time it was 2009 or something right? Wow. So much has happened. Let me explain. No, there is too much. Let me sum up.

• Been dating someone fairly seriously since late December. Squee!
• The girl moved from Chicago (bleh, far away) to Baltimore (squee, close!)
• Masters degree program slugs along. I have 2 years left.
• Moved. To a house. By myself.

Ok, so list form doesn’t make it look like so much but those were the fairly major things. I’ve been making things (pottery, woodworking, etc) and some cooking/brewing. More to come though. Trying to get this back into a regular occurrence. If for nothing else than to not have to generalize chunks of life.