Thank you Google. Friends, please join Google in forgiving me the transgression of delaying for so long an update. At these times, I find solace in the thought that my immediate family are probably the only people who read this and I talk to them on a regular basis so no one has been let down. If you have been let down, tell me now; I can handle it.
I chuckle to think that a month ago, I would put off writing a post because I didn't have much to say and lately I have put of posting because I have so much to say. I couldn't bear the thought of getting caught up in writing here when I ought to be studying and I wasn't sure how to put organize my thoughts anyway. My brain was all a-jumble with math and physics. But that's over for now! I took my last two finals today (actually, as it turns out, they were my only two finals since I was given the option to not count my programming final and I accepted since I already have a good grade in the class). It is a testament to how hard I have worked this semester and how much I have gotten out of the program up to this point that I didn't run home and start reading the material for next semester. I believe the reason I spent to much extra time pouring over out-of-class material last year is that I was worried I wasn't learning everything I needed to learn. After a year of big boy physics, I feel properly learned. I think it helps to work, or at least just be in the lab, too, because that keeps me from feeling like I need to learn learn learn outside of class to be a REAL physics person.
I have done a lot of thinking about my time as an anthropology major this semester and I'm beginning to think that I ought to have studied philosophy or English. It doesn't matter now, of course, but when I compare the way in which I have gone about being a physics student with the way in which I went about being an anthropology student, I realize that I wasn't ever a very good anthropologist. I was interested in studying people, yes, but the thought of doing that actual work of studying a population made me so uncomfortable that I was doomed from the outset. What I really want to do was read interesting opinions and to think about the human condition. So that's why I would have made a better philosophy student than an anthropology student. As for linguistics, that was probably my best shot at studying something in which I was interested and the professional implications of which I wasn't completely terrified but I never pulled the trigger. Of course, in hindsight, I am glad to have missed that ship.
Today is snow. I love the snow. Walking back from lunch, I was reminded how much of a difference the relative humidity makes in my reaction to the weather. If it's wet, I'm miserable. If it's dry, I'm happy. When it's sunny and warm yet muggy in July, I hate it but when it's gusty and cold yet snowing a crisp, dry snow like today, I take the long way back to wherever I'm going.
Christmas time is so much easier when I don't have money. I'm glad that everyone understands so we can just have a good relaxing hang (and I can do some laundry and sit in Dusty Rose).
I'm on vacation. See you in the future.
