The algorithms class is Kicking My BUTT. I just got out of class and it feels like I just got out of the ring with Rocky Balboa. My fingers are cramped from writing, my brain is sore from trying to catch up. I feel my undergraduate work was a) a long time ago and b) insufficient to come into this class comfortably. Its really good in a way because being forced to work a bit harder than you think you can (or want to) takes your mind off almost everything else. I started to formulate a plan to spend the night, possibly regularly, at Dave's. An advanced degree is an accomplishment outside of the school work - it requires organizing one's life to allow one to study outside of class. The more time I can spend in positive environments closer to school, the better.

Its funny. In this class I dont even have enough time to day dream. I mean I really cant get distracted or the 10% of my brain that is still watching the class just stares dumbly at the concepts going by, like watching pingpong balls that fell into the river float on by...