Happy Birthday to Howard Dean!

A couple political links in his honor:
Sorry Everybody, and the world's response: Apologies Accepted.
Amusing: Rumsfeld a Martial Arts Master

Well, a few things have happened today to tip the Priscilla Stress-O-Meter. Professor Lewis (who team-teaches CSE 240 with Professor Martin) is being really cool about my Tetris assignment, and we've made an appointment to meet and try to figure out what's going wrong with my Homework 6 code after my Film History midterm is over. So I'm not going to have to worry about trying to submit anything tonight when I still can't get the first half of the code to run correctly.

On the other hand, I set my alarm this morning for 7:30 so I could get an early start studying Film History and make a few tweaks to my latest 3D modeling assignment (we had a progress critique today), but my biological clock had other things in mind and I woke up at 9:05. 3D Modeling class starts at 9, and I have a solid block of class until 1. I threw my clothes on, grabbed a bag of dried apricots, and ran out the door. So with no decent breakfast, a massive headache (fortunately, I did have my Aleve with me!), and a lame scene with lame lighting, I arrived for class 20 minutes late and spent the next four hours starving. I had talked with Scott (the Modeling professor) the other day and told him I wouldn't have much ready for the critique due to all the craziness in my life, and he said it was okay, as long as I can catch up over Thanksgiving. He told me he wasn't worried about me, as he had seen my work ethic on the previous assignments (A's on both! Go me!), so it was all good.

At 1, I grabbed a quick lunch and headed over to Van Pelt (the main library) to see if I could watch 400 Blows before tomorrow's exam, as I missed the screening due to working the polls on Election Day. Looking at my watch, I saw that it was going to be a narrow squeak, as the movie is 1 1/2 hours long, and I had about an hour and 45 minutes to figure out how the Library Reserve checkout works, find a viewing station in the already packed room, watch the film, and make the 15-20 minute walk to my 3:00 class. Then my stomach lurched and I was ill in the restroom. To add insult to injury, the Aleve (which I had taken just over an hour previous) did nothing for the sudden pre-period cramps from hell.

By the time I felt I could face the world again, I saw that there was no way I could accomplish all I needed to do, so I decided to go back to my room and spend my time on the readings I need to catch up on, and perhaps just try to find info about "400 Blows" on the internet.

Our dress rehearsal goes from 6 to midnight. Grgh, if I can just make it through one more day...

So please pardon me if I seem crazed. Um... oh! did I mention that one of my classmates modeled Rincewind for the character/creature assignment? I may have squealed in gleeful delight.

Good gravy I need a nap. But when it comes down to having a nap versus the chance of maybe passing my Film History midterm, it's gotta be the midterm. Oh, the angst.