Last night/ today was uneventful. I tried to get my freshman year roommate Charles to fix my computer (from now on when I say "my computer" I mean my mom's computer. My computer has an problem that cannot be easily fixed), as he worked at Redmond this summer for Microsoft. He fiddled around with it, then told me to eject things from the USB ports in a different way than just taking them out (some safe eject thing). It made sense, as I had been using the USB to watch The Wire, as the disk drive on the computer is external with a usb connection. Well, that made me happy, until about an hour later the computer went to blue screen of death again, and I hadn't put anything in the USB drive. So it wasn't that. So I'm back to square one with that.

I was happy to see that there are still free New York Times, Chicago Tribunes, and USA Todays outside the dining halls in the morning, although there were less that normal. They probably cut back because nobody except me has been picking them up for the last two years. Most people my age have two opinions on newspapers: 1)"Who cares about that crap?" or 2)"That crap is old news; don't you use the Internet?". I realize that both are rather valid points. I still read newspapers. What does that say about me?

Enough with the introspection (by the way, here's an easy trick to employ in order to live the unexamined life: in order to not be too introspective I turn questions that could easily be answered with a little thought into rhetorical questions by changing the subject) and on with the rest of the day. Gym trip, followed by lunch, followed by writing a few pages for my thesis, followed by homework reading (preclass homework?!? What do they think we are, students or something?), followed by a picnic dinner out in front of library quad with about 3000 of my closest friends, and then back to the computer lab to "work on my thesis." This "thesis work" has involved surfing the internet a little, rating movies on Netflix a lot, composing a long message to Mike Thompson on facebook, and typing out this blog. Ahhh, college.