Well…. No assignments to mark this week, which means no work to do. Which means I’ve read the whole of the interweb, and most of a bike mag I picked up, but I have no energy to read the new Anne Rice novel I also picked up.

This weekend sees the first real Student Life conference for me since I’ve started working. I’m sure I should be more excited, but I have no responsibilities other than looking like a cool biker. So no work there either, but it’ll still be a major energy drain. Especially when you take into account the few people from other unis that I haven’t seen recently who might want to yell at me for some reason (well…. probably just that one specific reason). That or they’ll just give me death stares all weekend. Or perhaps they’ll try to kill me…. oh well, at least that’d be interesting. Of course no matter what happens I’ll be accused of having a thing for someone or other – my money is on whats’her’name, but her’with’the’hair has potential for an upset, and there is always the old favorites who can never be discounted.

Talking things that aren’t interesting – chuck norris. CN was cool 12 months or so ago when Conan O’brien had the lever next to his desk that when pulled played a random clip from Walker. It was funny because Conan would just pull it whenever a joke died. Until Chuck “confronted” Coanan. Then the internet jokes started…. and now they’ve gone mainstream…. so I’m over it. Completely. Totally. At least regular people didn’t really get the All Your Base thing.

Wow…. 6 hours of looking at dodgy powerpoint presentations and even worse websites.

Unfortunately, no one told me how to pirate software, which would be a legitmate interpretation of giving a presentation on the topic of software piracy. If someone had I would of given them a special prize.

Although Nicole, the token goth chick, said she was thinking of doing so….

And any rumors of me giving said goth chick any special attention will be uncatagorically denied.

For years I’ve been saying to people that I’m crazy, and need professional help. Most people didn’t believe me. But now someone else is suggesting such things.

Of course, I’ve been thinking about why I’d need such help…. and I probably do, but I think that the reason for needing it is different than the reason that the other person is suggesting. They seem to think that my recent issues with depression are to do with the issues I had with support raising last year.

I think it’s just female problems…. as always.

Maybe the other issues are contributing to the problems, but to me it seems that the core is always my issues with girls – or more corectly their issues with me. If this is the core issue, then I don’t see how talking to some professional is going to make girls not hate me. Or not “like me as a friend” which seems to amount to the same thing in practical terms. Plus the whole thing seems to amount to selling snake oil to me.

So I thought back over my issues with girls, and realised that all but one of my infatuations were “caused” by others. By caused I mean that someone made a suggestion that made me think in that way, or someone reckoned I was interested (but I wasn’t) or something like that. Which means all those crushes were just me exploring someone elses idea.

Of course that leaves the one that wasn’t caused by others, and was all my own fault. And I’ve seen her aboot once a week recently, and every time I see her I get all angry and/or depressed or spend the rest of the day trying to ignore her. This is making the problem worse…. especially since I just pretend she doesn’t exist and don’t interact with her.

The only way I can see the whole professional help thing helping is if I get some drugs, or some Officespace style hypnotherapy.

Phone – I got a Motorola Razr V3x. It’s black, has a 2 MP camera, and its on Three, so I can make video calls and such if I wanted to…. but I don’t. I only got it because the company kept bugging me to get a new phone.

Computer – Took my dads old machine, and my machine, combined them and got a Athlon XP 2000+, with DVD, 17inch monitor, 120Gb of HD and a Geforce 4. It’s not great, but better than what I had. I’m running Win2k for the moment, but will make dual boot with Gentoo Linux at some point.

Jacket – Leather and such, a Tiger Angel Newcat Classic. Basically because it was the only one the store had that fit my shape…. luckily it was also on special. It’s black too, but it has a Teal Grey for the shoulders and for the logos and such.

Yep. 8 classes a week. With 2 hours a class that means I get to spend 16 hours a week “working” for the Computing Department.

Of course working essentially involves:

• Answering Questions: The same ones, over and over. You hear them all by the first class each week. And I’ve been teaching this subject for years….
• Marking Assignments: If they run the subject the same as last semester then I’ll only be able to do this on the week the assignments are due. Which sucks, because it means that I’ll be flat out for 4 weeks (out of 12), and not marking the rest. Marking basically just means making sure they can follow instructions and do the stuff.
• Surfing the net: This is what I do when I’m bored and have nothing to do (i.e. all the time I’m not marking).

Luckily I get paid $29.87/hour. Which makes up for all the boredom. Which means $477.92 a week, or $5735.04 for the semester. Not bad.