Fast moving

It's almost March. This semester is moving quickly.
I'm actually taking classes (contrary to what I'd want you to believe), and there's Greek Sing. I'm actually fairly busy.

And then, there's this whole graduating thing. As I'm looking for a job, and trying to figure out where I'm going to be next year, I can't help but think that I'm ready to move on, go to the next thing. Now that that seems like a reality, I start to be torn. On one hand, I am so done with classes, with my stress level, with all that bullshit. On the other hand, I know a lot of people here. I've met a lot of people this year, too, and in some ways, I wish I had met them earlier, especially the older ones who were actually here earlier. It's not like I have any control over it, but to think that I'll realistically only see these people at all for a couple more months is kind of depressing.

If there's something I should take away from this, maybe it's that I should take some more risks. I'm not going to be around for much longer, I may as well step out and make the time worthwhile. Of course, that's easier said than done.

You know you want to

This a repost from Facebook:

I want to see Mindless Self Indulgence in Worcester, MA on March 13. It is, as far as I know, an All Ages show, so that shouldn't deter anyone (like my brother, cough cough). The tickets are 19 a piece, and I'm going to want to buy them before the end of this weekend. So, does anyone want to come with me? Please let me know. I will drive, we will all rock out.

Murphy's Law, for better or worse

Even though rush has been over for a week now, my life is still busy. And, Murphy's Law will continue to rear its head. For those who are unaware:

Murphy's Law: If anything can go wrong, it will.

Now, there are many corollaries of this law, mostly applying to specific situations. Some are not as cynical as Murphy's Law itself.

Corollary 1: Everything will end up contrary to your preparations.

So, for example, if I was speeding, and knew my behavior was likely to get me a ticket, and then turned to my passengers warning that I would get pulled over any minute now, the fact that I make it home without so much as seeing a police car is an application of Corollary 1. Not that this happened to me this past weekend, or anything. Of course not.

Sometimes, you just have to go on the theme of the original law. For instance: If you hit it off with a girl and plan to call her later, you will inevitably meet her boyfriend in the next 48 hours. Not that that happened to me either. Not at all.

I guess the somewhat circuitous moral of the story is that you always need to be prepared for the unexpected. Don't fall in love with your plans, because they're most likely going to be completely destroyed. This is something I've learned by running tabletop games for the last 7 years. The more you plan, the more gets abandoned sooner. It goes without saying in the game setting, so it shouldn't be too surprising in real life either.

Where did this come from? Well, there was a big job fair last week, and I've felt like my job search this academic year has been one giant application of Murphy's law. Additionally, I had a long conversation with a few people about fear of failure in social situations. And I realized something: dating is like running. You've got to feel the burn.

Seriously WHAT

Uranium Ore

Read the comments. Priceless.

Subnormality

Hmmm.

http://www.viruscomix.com/subnormality.html

Incidentally, it can get loud if I try and go to bed too early...