Dreaming about Math

I did a lot of work on readying the automated build process for 6.0 today. Besides that, of course, I went to play Frisbee. It was very cold and rainy. In fact, there's snow at the top of the mountains. I still played in shorts and a t-shirt, but I had to keep moving or I got cold. Before the rain started, I was playing really well. It's kind of sad, but I was honestly the best out there. After the rain fell, things were a little different. Rain and wind are great equalizers. I guess I've gotten too used to summer—I need a lot of practice in bad weather.

With the rest of my night, I cleaned my room and rearranged things to try to compensate for the loss of the fake plants in there (and also to set up speakers and power and whatever for putting my laptop on my desk). The biggest change was moving the bed over to the south wall. I think it helps out a lot. I still need to rearrange pictures and decorations and stuff, though.

Since I don't have much in the way of happenings, maybe I should mention that I had two very weird and similar dreams in a row last night. First off, I was at an impromptu class reunion in Mrs. Mott's class. It was good times for all, and I met a whole bunch of people I vaguely remembered, but none of my really close friends were there. It really didn't feel like high school at all—more of a social event. But there was definitely some teaching going on, and even some homework. At one point, I was trying to write an essay on why I was back at school doing Math, and my answer was basically that numbers are fun and beautiful. Except it was a really elegant and long essay. I don't know what my subconscious is saying here, but it's weird. After that, we all went to tour a military installation. Then I woke up with a very stiff neck.

Posted September 09, 2003 (10:33 PM) | Comments (1)