New digs

Goodbye Amherst domain *sniff

Okay, so I've neglected this little blog o' mine for several weeks now. Since then I've paid my first visit to Amherst since classes started again -- ate in vals, mucked around at schwemms, checked my mail (the same code!), stayed in a dorm (now, unfortunately for me, opened by cards rather than access codes); it was just like old times -- and went to the Society for Neuroscience conference in Atlanta. Atlanta seemed like an alright place (i didn't actually get much of a chance to go exploring) even if every street is named Peachtree. You think I'm kidding? Nearly every place we went was on some sort of road named Peachtree, my hotel was on the corner of West Peachtree Place NW and Peachtree Street NE, the nearest subway stop was at Peachtree Center. What a mess, and I thought Boston was bad about having the same road names everywhere.

Otherwise, no real news to report. Life is going along swimmingly. Except that, despite being out of school without any major obligations post-work, my room is still a mess, I never seem to get anything done, and I still get an inadequate amount of sleep.

I'll never learn. Or maybe I'm subconsciously refusing to change my ways because anything else would mean I'm getting old.

Maybe it's just the sleepiness talking

So this is the first time in a little while that I've been up til 4:30 am or so. I've decided in the past two weeks or so that I am masochistic when it comes to these things. Going in to work last Sunday and staying late during the week actually felt kind of, dare i say it, good. Maybe not good, but it felt familiar and comfortable. I think it's been so ingrained in me by years of school to stay up late and work all the time, that it actually is strangely comforting when I do it now, months after the last time I needed to.

And the same feeling came over me just now as I felt the hallmark 5 am achiness in my legs and slight pressure and dizziness in my head set in.

It reminds of me walking back across a very cold and very quiet campus from the lab late at night and leaving the science building as the janitors came in for the morning.

I'm sure I wouldn't be saying this if i had to do it all the time, if I needed to wake up early the next day or if I had to miss out on something because of work, but that's my story for now. I'm sure my expressed pleasure in these things will come back to bite me in the ass some day.