Complications

For starters, I dreamed vividly last night - some adventure with the Second Doctor which I don't remember, and then a huge long dream of hanging out for a day with Jeff and Tam (though she left after a private, apparently heated discussion with him) which was as clean and simple as real life is not (though at one point he was a bit of a Frankenstein monster). That seems characteristic of Jeff in my dreams - nothing is bothersome, there is no displacement to complicate the equation. (In the S' frame, we find that the fact that the person is a former lover goes away: all that remains is the friendship term.)

We can blame that metaphor on my mind wandering during my E&M class. Said class is small enough to use the physics building's outdoor classroom - which is just a sloping lawn leading to an open corridor with a white board. Which is great, but I may have a bit of sunburn on my ear.

Barber let us out a bit early, so I caught Tamara and Rachel leaving their physics class - I was going to go to lunch with Rachel but she had some "romance novel" she wanted to finish...? Still, I reminded her that we need to get books and fellow players so I can run a game for her. Then she scared me a bit... "I'll be the gnome" "Okay, ..." "And a werewolf." "Oh God." I can see where this is going...

So life is good but for the following:
Complication 1: real life is not in the S' frame
Complication 2: I'm using math and physics metaphors (I actually worked out a reason to use gamma) for relationships
Complication 3: sunburn due to physics class
Complication 4: The old inappropriate character problem, now in a small, blonde, hyper package.

Joyful Moments

So as soon as I finished my Matlab homework (which, for the record, took about 4 hours if you don't count the times I ran off screaming - which add at least 2 more hours), I decided I needed to get AWAY - so I went to buy dice at Game Kastle. But as soon as I got in, I dug through my pockets to discover I'd forgotten my wallet. So I went to Jeff to tell him I'm an idiot, and after a discussion of whether guys or girls like dice more (I argued that maybe girls like dice but guys love big heavy dice bags)(the neutral parties claim I won, but I suspect they were biased by the fact that I was hot and sweaty after a half hour walking in the sun), I said well, no reason for me to stick around. Then Jeff told me he had recently read Snow Crash ("I know that, I gave it to you. And I called you when you were partway through and you told me you were almost finished, could I please let you get back to it?") and then he said he's now reading Otherland. (silence for about two beats... *fwump* "Aagh!" "It wouldn't matter who you are, I'd still be hugging you! Eeee!" "Okay, okay!" "Glee!")

Let me say that again. JEFF IS READING OTHERLAND! GLEE!

Anyway, then I walked back to school, getting a bit dehydrated on the way... and sat around for half an hour chatting with the guy at the cellar market about physics classes, specifically taking them out of order, and about jobs old and new. Get this - he gave me an excuse to tell a funny story about the Bread Garden in which I got to say "practically no coefficient of friction". Glee!

And then, making cocoa at my dorm, I discovered the guys downstairs were watching A New Hope. (Leia's hair is ridiculously long.) They even let Burt and I spend the last half hour saying all the lines we could remember and singing along! It had been WAY too long since I saw that. ANyway, GLEE!

Yeah, John Oliver might be a sexier Brit than Tennant - but that's okay, Tennant's a Scot.

Thanks to dragonscholar for pointing me at this.

Pummeling Fox News I should really watch the Daily Show more often.