magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

worked on statics in the library this morning. i don't know if it's just me, or if beam deflection is the hardest thing that we've had to do. not really hard. but just formulas with lots and lots of numbers. and you can't really get the correct answers to the sorts of questions that we're asked. but, i've been figuring out my grade in progress, and even if i mess up one or two homework assignments i'll still have a grade of just about 100 (without the last exam, even), so i'm not terribly worried.

we were s'posed to go back to the flat that we didn't see yesterday, but the landlord postponed it again. one step closer to the cardboard box.

spent the afternoon in the studio. started my islamic architecture. i'm so fucked.

dinner. then down to the built to spill show with chris.k. the apples in stereo were scheduled to open, but the drummer got sick or some such, so it was just built to spill. they played a pretty long set though, nearly two hours. and it was a good show too.

lost track of chris.k afterwards. went to eat indian food (dinner number two) with susie, stacey, jen.f and her sister, and maureen. we went to the place that i hadn't yet been. very fancy, but reasonably priced. and really quite good.

and then over to the union station brewery. ying's birthday was today, and molly's is tomorrow, or at midnight, and they're both turning twenty-one, so they decided to go out. i felt a little out of place, as i tend to do around large groups of people who are mostly drinking. it probably would have been better if i had come from working in the studio all day and it was a chance to wind down, rather than after built to spill and indian food. but it was nice in a way.