Well, folks, it's been a while, and there is much to report. Fortunately, most of it won't get reported. The utter lack of drama-related activities (other than the induction a few weeks ago) has actually turned into a blessing, simply because it allowed me to, if not get more work done, at least do it before two in the morning. Of course, I'm still massively sleep deprived as evidenced by the fact that I was reeling about the apartment yesterday morning like a drunk (well, more accurately, like a certain person who sometimes screws up her meds). This and the fact that I was suffering from rather noxious allergies led me to take the day off from school for the first time this year. Yesterday's grand total was 15 hours of sleep, although constantly interrupted by trying to breathe through my nose and failing miserably. Of course, this means I now have to make up two tests with only a week and a bit left of school. Ah, well. My minor shirking was certainly worth it.
On the computing front, I should probably note that the desktop's graphics card fan has busted itself leading to some very interesting visual effects on the monitor as I type this. The thing acts like a TV with scanning lines and horizontal bleeding of color (not to mention a mysterious darkness that made me jack up the brightness by 40 notches). Sadly, the only other graphics cards around here are PCI, and all of those slots are taken up, so a new one must be bought I fear.
Socially, I succeeded in actually leaving home for two Friday nights in a row (even if I did return early both times). This, amazingly, is actually an accomplishment. One night, I saw Bruce Almighty which, even if predictable, was quite an improvement from some of Carrey's other works. Maybe he'll stick to thoughtless comedy from now on. He's good at it.
As for CTY, I suppose I should say something like: "CTY.LAN.MIND.03.1!!! Yeah, Baby!" With that out of the way, I can say that the coming year worries me. I've heard rumors from various persons, who will go unnamed but not unappreciated, concerning staff overhauls and evil scheming on the part of Baltimore-in-a-body. It's unfortunate that my Monopoly set will be outdated so soon. It's only six months old, but it has the jail listed as "Kelli's Office." Kelli will not be back, and neither will most of her cohorts. This is piled on top of the expected vote on the Canon, the lack of a Jesus, and the utter uncertainty of the return of the Jester. More complication will undoubtedly ensue if, as rumor holds, Gabe goes first, not second, session. Of course, there is no point whatsoever in me worrying about these things, as they will surely sort themselves out. Those that aren't self-sorting will probably be too large for me to do anything about. As 'Nix managed to remind me, the point is to have fun with it, not to stress over it, and I would do well to remember that.
In the general current events category, I have the following anecdote to report from my mother. She was waiting in a doctor's office, and the 12:00 news was playing on the communal TV. The chief story was the homeland security alert going to orange. The usual critique was offered by everyone, "But what are we supposed to do about it? It's just to cover their own asses." More interestingly, several of the people there (All suburban Republican types, I am assured.) wondered aloud just what the bad economic news that prompted such an elevated terror alert was. Common guesses were a rise in unemployment, a slump in stocks, or a downbeat muttering from Alan Greenspan. A story buried in the news, and certainly not given much play, revealed that all three of these were correct. The populace is beginning to dislike Mr. Bush's use of national security as a ploy to distract people. Further evidence of dissatisfaction in the ranks came from everyone's favorite sources of government reform, the Central Intelligence Agency and the US Marine Corps. The intelligence types are apparently complaining that they were under pressure to produce reports indicating that Iraq had WMDs. As a result, they were forced to use sources which were dissaffected with Mr. Hussein rather than objective (i.e. satellite and wiretap) means. The general in charge of Marines in Iraq also came out recently to say that the intelligence he has been given was "faulty," essentially declaring that there was no point in searching for WMDs in Iraq because they did not exist. Mr. Wolfowitz, IIRC, later stated that the WMDs had probably been removed from Iraq before the war, and that, really, there were plenty of other equally good reasons to invade Iraq anyway. The current line is that WMDs were really only used as the pretext for war because everyone in the administration could agree on WMDs as a good reason. However, there were plenty of other really good reasons that, for some reason, it was decided not to try to sell the public on. It's a weird world out there. (Source: Washington Week, WETA, PBS.)