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Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Present Perfect

Today is a nice day. Not so nice as I'd like to be, but quite nice. After more than 9 hours of well-deserved (??) sleep, I woke up to find myslef actually willing to go to class. Strange, but nice. Got to class, did not listen to the professor, and doodled along my way feeling sleepy. Did one of my nice sharingan things and discussed the probability of a cyborg eye, but then you'd not be interested in that anyway. Seems like I have a thing for eyes though...

Classes over, and a couple of episodes later, here I am sitting in another one of my classrooms, with the professor moving about, discussing weld pool depths and peak temperatures. My weld pool is not etched properly, though I don't care much. Neither do you, I know. Standards, tee cee, tee star, and N subscript A keep running through with some choicest profanities stringed alongwith.

Creativity flows uninhibited though, with some guy making a rather classy bohemian necklace out of disassembled strings with which we are supposed to tie our extra sheets to the main answer sheet. Not that we've got to submit one. The string pieces are just there. Some remnants of the last discussion someone had over string theory I suppose.

Some like me, just blog. Actually, I am the only one who's doing so. And yeah, we have computers with unrestricted internet access in our classroom. And surprisingly, no staplers.