Year: 2010

• It’s hot and the memory foam mattress seems like a terrible idea.
• Complete lack of ambition to finish up the last Computational Biology project, or to study for Stochastic Processes.
• College girls back in open adult classes. There’s something really magical about really tall girls on pointe.
• Desktop computer is crashing because I haven’t done anything about the broken video card fan.
• NBA Finals! Lakers off to a great start.

Just a few more days to go, and then sadness.

• Found an apartment in Mountain View. It’s kind of expensive, but close to work, so hopefully it’s worth it. Plus it has air conditioning, which will be very useful if this weekend is any indication of the summer weather. On the plus side, maybe the rainy season is finally over.
• Moving means that I have to start throwing things away. Packing all this stuff up will take forever. It was probably a bad idea to buy backpacking gear that I won’t even use on the Europe trip right before moving.
• I think I might throw out this stockpile of old hard drives. I started the erasing of them, but it seems like it’ll take quite some time to do these secure erasing passes. Considering one pass takes hours, maybe I should’ve chosen a slightly less aggressive wipe.
• Day by day the end of school draws near. This time around, I don’t really feel like graduating.
• This importance sampling project for computational biology is driving me crazy. I just can’t seem to focus long enough to make any real progress on it.
• Can’t tell if I’m in love or not, especially because the “with whom” part is elusive. I hope life sorts itself out for me at some point, hopefully soon.

Finally found an oldies radio station: AM 1550. It’s a bit staticky, but works, except under bridges.

Song of the moment: “Sweet Little Sixteen” – Chuck Berry

• Saw the swingtime show and the tap th@t show. Swing and tap look kind of fun. Sometimes I wonder about ballet a little. Seeing tp girl there was nice.
• Also saw Sofiane Sylve teach a master class at Stanford. She has a ridiculous (as in, ridiculously awesome) accent: it’s like some strange fusion of French, British, and American. It’s also kind of crazy how fast the girls in the advanced class can pick up choreography. I suppose anything becomes easy after 10+ years of practice, but it’s still amazing to see just how many people can specialize in something as specific as ballet; these aren’t professional dancers, either.
• A google girl sighting this morning, which has become a rather rare event of late.
• Motivation to finish up this quarter is waning rapidly. Just a few more weeks, then a tearful second goodbye.