Every last ounce of my computer right now is in use. Thankfully, running TextPad doesn't really require much, allowing me to at least due something while my drives haul. It's been a good past few days, and despite it's addictive nature, I haven't been flying the friendly skies (playing Skies of Arcadia Legends) as much as one would think. I would say only 50% of my free time or so is on that game. "But Jakob, the other half is always spent sleeping," you might say.
"Mrow, fuck you," I would say back, and then we would sail airships or some crazy shit like that.
Speaking of crazy shit, I slept in until 4 on Sunday and looked at the lazy afternoon sun from my bed. I remembered crawling into bed as the sun was coming up, and I remember waking up several times during the course of the morning and afternoon. I crawled down to my computer, flicked on the monitor. My stomach growled in time with my monitor reminding me the last food I had was a churizo and potato breakfast burrito the day before with Sheyne. I talked for a bit with Cyn and I had a passing thought. Chicken Crispers sound good I thought, which was immediately followed by there isn't a Chili's around here, dork. Within moments of thinking this, Cyn mentioned she wanted Chili's. Well then, that was settled; my stomach seemed rather happy with the idea as well, although I think it was just excited to be getting food.
Chili's + Skies of Arcadia + Taco Bell + Afternoon / Evening w/ Cyn = fun. Simple equation and great results. I got to see a tear-jerking scene with the Purple Gigas that had me cracking up. This game really does try too hard at times. After this, we had many amusing comments about Drachma's arm. A little more fighting, and then I left it on the overworld map, and the evening wound down into morning. I think I hit the road at 12 something, though I honestly can't remember.
Today, or Monday depending on how quickly this entry wraps up was full of far too much work. The 8 hours of class continues to grate on me, but I had some cool people like Kelly to keep me occupied on AIM. Today people were presenting their outlines for the Upper Division service learning class. The whole class focuses on the digital divide and how important and significant it was. And so, I wrote my thesis up on the main computer:
The digital divide, abstract in nature, sustains itself only as a fabrication of political wording in an attempt to explain a recurring economic problem using technology as its descriptive tool.
Maybe it is just because I wrote that, but I look at it and can pretty much declare it one of the most obvious steaming piles of BS ever. And yet, everyone, teachers included seemed to think it was a great, well developed thesis. I'm not totally sure how I am going to prove it yet, but I will find a way. And it will be equally wordy, equally craptastic, and I will laugh when the writing is declared good again. Me, write; hah!
Says the person that just wrote how much?
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