godream

Life continues quietly. Classes, psets, quizzes, job search -- if I get that offer, we'll see if I'm motivated enough to keep looking anyways and make sure I've thought about all the possibilities, hopefully laziness won't decide that one for me but... eek. Miscellaneous practicalities.

I was flipping through old lj entries today and ran across an entry with a quote from Professor Winston -- "Half of MIT -- doesn't matter if they're students or professors or what -- is afraid of being found out. Thirty percent think they're God. The other twenty percent oscillates between the two." Which I wrote down because it's hilarious and awesome and disturbingly true, and which going back to seems good to remember, because: yeah, it's true.

Also ran across this and took another shot at recording it, just because it really begs to be done and far be it from me to let the obvious lie. Unfortunately every time I try this I'm reminded that microphones just looooove my slight lisp and magnify it about a zillionfold -- so no upload after all -- trust me, it's better this way. Someday I will write a poem with no s's or sh's or ch's or j's in it specifically for the purpose of being able to read it aloud gracefully.

And now I think I will up the excitement value in my life even *more* by catching up on tv shows and going to sleep. Yep, my world is basically a nonstop party. :)