Patrick's Soapbox

You might once have said that you thought my life was like that of a piece of chalk. You were probably wrong, because that's kind of a silly thing to be said. And I can't even possibly think what you might mean by that. I guess perhaps maybe you mean that it whittles away, used day after day. Maybe you just meant I was strange and dry, and a little irratating when rubbed against a surface similar to a blackboard.

So I just wanted to tell you I had quite a nice day. It started with waking with enough time to get to my Maths lecture, with enough time even to discover that Vodafone are a bunch of pig dogs, and should be shot, because they can't process a bill payment by mail before it's even left the mail box. I mean, really, who do they think they are? God or something? I also saw bezajel after her psyc lecture.

So yes. You'll be pleased to know that I went to maths today. I actually quite enjoyed it, because I understood things, and that suprises me, and because I looked at my watch, and time went by quite quickly inbetween looks. I don't know if you ever sat through a maths lecture that was so boring you'd look at your clock, which is digital, on your cellphone, and bash it against the desk because it must be broken because time can't go that slowly. But I never know, you might have.

After that lecture, I thought about you. I thought about all the things I'd like to tell you. And then I stopped thinking, and kept bezajel company while she did PSYC things, and I used my iBook to do work. And I'm quite happy with that work. I think you'd like it, and I think you'd appreciate it somewhat. I think maybe the fact that I liked it would be enough for you. I spent lots of time there.

I then went to my ELCM tutorial. It was good, and wireless stuff, and IPsec, and have to figure out, and get back to lady, and get access, and goodness. You might not understand any of that. It probably doesn't mean anything to you. But know that it excites me, and made my day, because there is nothing I enjoy more than talking about tech stuff with people who also understand. I loved it.

I then went back to PSYC, and said hi to bezajel before going to work. I had a moderately unevental trip to work. I don't know if you'd like Nightwish. But I listened to it loud and just put my hood up and ignored the rain. Do you like rain? I don't mind it.

I'm sure you've had shifts that just went so blah they didn't really present you with anything worth writing about. Apart from being long (well, only 7 hours, but it seemed long because I didn't want to be there), but the whole evening seemed pressured. It was quite busy all night and all I wanted to do was press "answer", say "no, go to hell", and then press "release".

But then I'm home, and I sign on, and instantly there is a message saying yo, and I feel once again like maybe someone actually cares about my existance. But then I think maybe you do too.