Pff. Saturday. While I do value the time off of crunching my brain, I think that the day is overrated mainly because the large majority of buildings on campus are closed. Which includes the physics building(s). Sigh. I did, however, find a little patch of greenery by the physics complex which I shall designate as my Secret Studying Cave (for days when it's dry.)
And now a recap of today's events, in an attempt to find something humorous:
Woke up, went to food. Roommate + homedogs from 3rd floor were gone for the weekend so I just got up at 9 [STOP LAUGHING AT ME!] and went to the cafe which is conveniently 2 blocks away (in the pouring rain) to discover that it wasn't open till 10. That was great. So I snuck in via my secret pathway (hint: it involves the front door) and waited in the chair, wondering how long I could remain conscious without caffeine to boost my heart into a blood pressure that is adequate for human life. I've decided that watching rain while wishing one could run around outside in it is much better than the actual running around. It allows you to think of yourself as carefree and impulsive, without having to deal with the actual mucking about. Further consideration leads me to think this may be cheating. Oh well.
Once I got my latte (which I might add was absolutely WONDERFUL, leading me to consider that perhaps not all Tully's coffee is just Starbucks coffee flavored with the tears of children) and my waffle, I ate and then went back to the dorm to do nothing. That was fun too. When it stopped raining, I decided to go for a walk up past physics just because I love those buildings so much...by the time I reached the front door of the dorm it had started pouring again. At this point, I was already in my completely-anti-waterproof cotton sweatshirt so I just decided to go anyway. Because I love pneumonia.
What has started bugging me is that whenever I walk down the Burke-Gilman Trail, I'll end up walking behind some person (generally of the female persuasion) who apparently can't help but think of me as a stalker (I know I look so intimidating...) and keeps looking over her shoulder waiting for me to pounce and, presumably, do a number of unsavory things unto her person. A couple times people have actually started running. Which kind of freaks me out because I take pride in being on the nerdy end of the social scale, so what is making me seem like a rapist? I realize that this phenomenon might have to do with being in a hooded sweatshirt with hands in pockets to protect my Zune (go Microsoft!) from the rain, but HONESTLY. Sigh.
On main campus there was another wedding going on. Which bugged me because the photographer was glaring at me as I walked by, and I just wanted to smack him, yell "PUBLIC AREA!" and then take a sharpie to his camera lens. The last bit might not have been actually allowed me by virtue of being in a public place, but it seemed like it would have been a nice touch.
Then I bumped around the library for a while, got on the interweb and browsed various wikipedia articles on physics. Have any of you ever really wanted to learn something but been unable to because you were unable to access required resources? Like wanting to play a Bach organ fugue, but living in a house that is suspiciously devoid of a pipe organ. That's me with physics right now. I want SO BADLY to know all of the really cool stuff like quantum mechanics and string theory and the real mathematical underpinnings of relativity, but I lack the math background so I have to WAIT until next year when I've satisfied all of the prerequisites. My brain is impatient. Ra.
So I returned home and played flash games for a while. Then I got on facebook (gasp!) and then took a shower and now I am typing a new blog entry! I expect to go to bed soon. Probably. Yay.
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