thedeadparrot

Okay, so I have been on an epic journey. Seriously, this is like one of those tests where you get let loose in the jungle, and you only have a paper clip, a hat, and a map scribbled on a napkin to get yourself back out.

So my story begins like this. I fly out to Seattle for an interview on Thursday. This goes smoothly enough. I show up, talk for half a day, get rejected, hang out with some friends. I am supposed to fly home on Saturday.

Then, the East Coast gets attacked by the Blizzard Monster. When I show up at the airport the next day, I find out my flight is canceled. Fun! The airline says I can't get a flight until Tuesday due to the number of canceled flights and people traveling for the holidays. I can't get in touch with my recruiter to see if they'll cover things or take care of housing-type things. Thankfully, my mom is like, a super-elite airplane traveler and therefore works her black magic to fly out on Sunday, when things are supposed to be nicer. Yay!

It's an extra day in Seattle, so this means I can hang out with friends some more and eat Dim Sum and make fun of The Avengers movie. Which is excellent. Yay.

The next day, I get up, go to the airport, and my flight is delayed by 20 minutes. This is worrying, because my layover is only about 35 minutes long. The people assure me that this is okay. There's a tailwind and the gates are very close together and they'll probably hold the plane for connections.

In theory, that's what was supposed to happen. What actually happened was that they delay ended up being an hour long, and of course, I managed to miss my connection. The next flight out? Not until tomorrow. So I am FUCKING STRANDED AGAIN FOR THE SECOND TIME, AND I HAVE BEEN WEARING THE SAME CLOTHES FOR THE LAST TWO DAYS ALREADY, AND I THINK I'VE BROKEN OUT IN TEARS MORE TIMES THAN I CAN COUNT DUE TO FRUSTRATION AND STRESS, AND GODDAMNIT, I WANT TO BE HOME.

Plus, I lost my hair tie, so now my hair just keeps annoying me. Fuck.

God, this week is the week of death.

Have already been through:
2 interviews
2 homework assignments
1 belt test

Will go through:
1 interview
1 homework
1 presentation
1 midterm

Ahhhhhhhhhh.

We'll see how it goes.

CAN'T SLEEP ROBOTS WILL EAT ME

I feel like I have completely lost my mind.

Today I have:
1) Spent almost 12 hours straight in the CS department building.
2) Photocopied more that 420 pages of course materials for the first day of class.
3) Assembled a schedule of classes that I could possibly want to take, but not really love.
4) Talked to a bunch of freshmen about classes and kept them from freaking out about how much our course registration software sucks.
5) Tried and failed to get a locker open. Multiple times.
6) Ate pizza for two meals straight (SUCH A BAD IDEA).
7) Spent a few hours crawling around the computer lab replacing mice.
8) Had my dad inform me that my writing score for the GREs was pretty mediocre and badger me about possibly retaking them at around hour 10 of 12.
9) Discovered that I need to schedule a meeting for tomorrow today.
10) Talked to prof of class I am TAing to let them know I am more on top of this shit than they may think I am.
11) Gone so crazy I've come back around the other side.

Classes have not even started yet. I am so fucked this semester, aren't I?

School has been eating me and probably will for the next few weeks. Algorithms final and econometrics project need to get done as does housing details involving keys and summer storage. Plus some TA crap. Plus that other paper.

I also recently had a funny conversation with a fannish RL friend comparing our fannish histories. Key quote: "Holy crap, we've been around longer than Smallville."

(OMGNEWBATMANTRAILER)

Man, you know you're having a bad week when a pie chart about Rick Astley can fuck you up.

Seriously, I was tearing up there, and I didn't tear up while watching Titanic as a preteen girl.

At least tonight will be filled with the soothing sight of things blowing up in a microwave.*

* I wish I could say I was lying about the above things, but I really can't.

So, I'm having a shitty week, and I'm feeling tired and stressed-out and stupid and lame, so there's a lot of self-pity amidst the exhaustion.

Yeah, I need to stop sucking and actually not fuck up this semester. That would be nice.

Wrists still not great, but I have a Kinesis keyboard coming, so hopefully I shall be able to make a triumphant return.

I MISS YOU GUYS SO MUCH. :(

My minesweeper is full of failure right now. It's nowhere near done, and in theory it's due in 4 hours, but I think I'll take a late day.

Also? I NEED MORE COWBELL.

Or maybe just need to figure out how to code GUIs in Qt. That might actually be useful.

On the other hand, the final project for this class? A Gameboy emulator. We totally get to play Pokemon on demo day.

So now I'm back at school and my room is fucking freezing.

I wish I had deep, thinky thoughts about stuff, but mostly I'm just really cold.

(omgswtf. why aren't the heaters working?)