cosmic

I had a nightmare the other night where I was trying to push something off of me, except in real life I actually reached out and pushed a glass off of my night stand.

It was a full pint of water.

It landed on my particle physics notes and textbooks and went everywhere.

A rude awakening, from a sleep nightmare to a real life one, there we were at 5am mopping up half the bedroom. The notes nearly got washed away, but they are ok, if a bit wobbly.

I’ll use my Sigg bottle from now on, I guess.

It’s been that sort of week, a nightmare. Christoffel symbols. Relativistic kinematics. I wish I had something to say besides whingeing about school…
I went to yoga class this morning?

Well, in a week I take a small break from my ordeal and go to NYC. I foresee doing homework in my business class cubicle, then faxing it to London from Kinko’s, however. Or maybe getting it scanned and emailing it in, I donno. I should draw up a packing list and get to it.