I spent 80 minutes outside today and came home with the most substantial sunburn I've had in at least a year. It's not a bad sunburn by any means, but that doesn't stop me from catching my red face in the mirror and thinking "Doofus!" every time I wash my hands. My multi-colored and splotchy arms are a reminder that even though I think I'm tough I am entirely powerless to survive in the sun under my own power. For all the work I do to keep myself alive, three hours in the sun without protection would turn me into a grumpy old person who doesn't move very fast. A sunburn is a worthwhile reminder of my own mortality. I think my least favorite part is having such a visible reminder of my oversight. Most stupid mistakes go unnoticed. I classify not wearing sun-screen as a stupid mistake, and I therefore naturally expect to sweep it under the rug like most other stupid mistakes. Despite its categorization as "weak-sauce", this blunder insists on declaring itself in shiny red discoloration all over my forehead. It's a visible reminder that I am not the sharpest tool in the shed. "Oh hey guys, guess how stupid I was this weekend..."
I realized something today. I've never been turned down by a girl for not being nerdy enough. I've never been passed up for a job or anything like that on those grounds either. It makes me wonder, then, why so much of my life is focused on becoming more nerdy. The good news? My secret plan is totally working. I am nerdier today than I have ever been before. If these trends continue I'll be incapable of normal social interaction by fall semester of 2014. Just think of how much homework I'll get done once I am universally shunned by all other human beings. My productivity will go through the roof.
You know what I love? I love the flavor of the week program. I love the idea of being able to try something new at a reduced price (for a limited time only!). Case in point: Subways sub of the month, or whatever they called it. For one month a new sub is a five-dollar footlong. That just makes me happy. I've never ever bought one, but the idea is appealing to me. When one is single, I think similar things happen. There are flavors of the day or week or month. Sometimes we know that the idea won't stick around for long, but for at least a day we have one target. If you're me, you'll never ever talk to her anyways, but it's nice to actually have a target for a day instead of moping in the realm of "I've got nothing". I appreciate the flavor of the week program. Maybe one day I should man up and purchase the sandwich and actually talk to a girl. One day, one day...
Today has a song of the day. Not because today has any particular connection to this song, but because this song is a very good song that I like very much. There is no reason that this couldn't be the song of yesterday or the day before that. Today's song of the day is Sweet and Low, by Augustana. Will I embed the youtube video? Of course I will embed the Youtube video. I can vouch for the video- it doesn't contain any objectionable content. It is, in fact, safe for work.
Well friends, I'm out. I hope y'all have a good weekend. Catch conference if you can, it'll be great. One day, in the distant future, I will not have math homework hanging over my head. I'll have a job where I work on solving compelling problems. I'll have health insurance and a wife. Give me those four things, and shoot, I'll be a happy camper.
I've got to make it known, though, that I'm a happy camper right now, too. Life is good. Things are going excellent. I've got something to work for. Word, y'all have a good night. Enjoy the music.