Back Again

This time I swear it’s not my fault. It seems that my host had some serious server outages again this past week and a half or so. Interestingly enough it wasn’t even my server that was down (as evidenced by the fact that you could still see this page) but whichever one was down apparently mucked up things enough that they froze their dynamic content and FTP servers until sometime yesterday.

Not that it really cost me much. They’re going to refund all of November, so no money is lost, and to be honest between preparing for finals and doing my regular projects I haven’t had time to do anything particularly interesting. This semester hasn’t been the greatest but it’s nearly over. More importantly, I have a job for break (Siemens again) and next semester looks like it’s going to be a lot better.

I’ll try to come up with something more interesting to say later on today (which can also be read as early tomorrow morning).

The End Is Nigh

Finals are fast approaching, an event that sends most college students into a state bordering on absolute terror, composed of equal parts anxiety and fear. I myself tend to view finals as merely one last obstacle between myself and not having to take exams for a month. Of course, I’m crippled by the inability to get worked up about anything related to academics and thus this should be of no real surprise to anyone. I’d be lying if I said there wasn’t a bit of extra work involved, but then that statement is made on a relative scale.

Standing between me and another wonderful few weeks working for an entirely different slave master are a few final projects this week and the obvious exams the following one. MTU lets out a week later than most other universities I know of, something that doesn’t really bother me much (if at all). Going back down state a week early just means another week of work, a hypothetical week that would almost certainly contain an abundance of inescapable Christmas music and the holiday angst of my family, two things I can do without. My mother insists – although she would certainly make false claims to the contrary – on having absolutely everyone she can possibly imagine over to her house on holidays. The results take the form of a simple equation: as proximity to a major holiday increases your proximity to her should decrease with all speed, assuming you realized this quickly enough and still have legs with which to leave on.

My semester will officially end next week Wednesday, with all of my exams taken care of by then. Thankfully none of them are at seven in the morning and none of the days contain more than two exams, both situations I have faced in previous semesters. In many ways Wednesday with be cathartic, the final culmination of a terrible academic effort combined with a general apathy towards most other aspects of life.

Most importantly, if all goes according to plan it will serve as further proof that people do not, in fact, get what they deserve.

I Probably Won’t Sleep Tonight

Yes, the time on this post is correct – well, not entire so, since I still haven’t rectified the time zone issue – but the actual numbers are, in fact, an accurate representation. Finals are over, thankfully, and the last few tangled bits of projects that I needed to complete have been, well, completed. The end result is that my sleep schedule has been absolutely destroyed. In fact, I’d say calling it a schedule at all treads dangerously close to the realm of hyperbole, but I’ve got to call it something.

I’ve spent most of the past two days playing FFXI almost non-stop, not only because I rather enjoy the game but because I know that I probably won’t get to play it for the next three weeks. The internet connection at my parents’ house is not anywhere near the caliber demanded by competent white mages, and I think I’d feel kinda bad if massive lag caused my party to chew dirt. Darth, Pat and Bryan have joined as of late, and with the exception of Bryan all seem to be more or less enjoying themselves. It’s difficult to say for certain if they’ll continue beyond the free trial period, but then I wouldn’t be a very good pusher if I didn’t do my best to make sure they do.

In an attempt to get content on here more regularly I’m going to remove some of the restrictions I’ve long imposed upon myself when posting here. I don’t always have well thought out, interesting things to say, and when I don’t I usually restrain myself from saying anything at all. I’ll most likely start posting shorter, more mundane things here on a regular basis, things that may or may not interest you at all but that will serve as interesting side notes for me to look back on some time down the road. Hopefully you’ll forgive me for indulging a bit, but frankly I haven’t had anything important to say in months.