Walk it off

One more week in the books. Textbooks. I took a physics exam on Thursday and a calculus exam today. They went predictably - I think I did well on the former and good enough on the latter. On the subject of just doing well enough on exams, I have made a deal with myself: if I miss a question on the exam but can get it right later sometime in the near future (by the time I have spent a while working on it, I have it memorized enough to go back to the lab and write it down), I won't beat myself up. Of course, this doesn't help my grade but it is better than dwelling on missed points or pouting and thinking I'll never amount to anything. In the Real World, it will be best if I can solve problems in the time alloted. Second best will be if I can solve them with just a little extension. So that's my deal.

I just got back from having dinner with Nick at Taste of India. I called to see if he wanted to hang out and when he said he had been considering tracking down a meal, I balked because my stomach was at that moment protesting the unfair cashew butter and jelly sandwich that I fed it earlier. However, after some thought, the notion occurred to me that a good hot plate of spicy Indian food and the walk there and back are the perfect fix for a clog in the plumbing. I was correct. Drain-o Bhartha.

Tomorrow morning, I am to assist with an open house for accepted physics students (it's not easy for us to gain acceptance so....oh, sorry Dad. I should have left that one for you) during which I'll give a tour of our illustrious and industrious MIRL. It sure did help that, this afternoon, Marc (Lessard) gave me a thorough tour of the place.

After the open house, it's off to Friday's. I need to set a definite quit date then make one of those paper ring chains that Steph and I used to make when one of our parents was away for a trip.