rain

I hate rain. Everything is wet, soggy and unpleasant. Now, on top of that, we are having a cyclone. Yippee.... 150 km/hr. The clothes I washed last week still havent dried and now are probably lying on the lawn somewhere. ugh.

You can probably tell that I'm in a pissy mood. Not everything is bad.

The new term has started. I have 5 visiting profs this time. So most of my week is free and my weekends are all booked. It's weird. I had 1 class on friday, 3 on saturday, 2 on sunday, and none today. Cool.

The wind is howling outside, my curtains are pretty much all the time on the same plane as the fan and there is suddenly a lot of sand in my room. I saw a few good men last night. Jack Nicholsen has all the good lines in the movie.

I have 2 more projects from last term to finish. One will get over today, dunno when we have to finish the other.

I bitched about my project management midterm here once. Last week, I wrote the endterm exam. The paper was for 2 hours. As usual I was done in about an hour and fifteen and when I was leaving the prof stopped me and said that he "Enjoyed reading my midterm paper very much, it was very well written". UH? Cool. I thought I had done terribly. Sometiimes, it's nice when you are proved wrong. Sometimes.

I haven't written a lot this week because there have been a lot of power cuts here AND I have been sleeping all the time. Actually, the only time I don't sleep if I'm in my room is if there is a power cut.

I saw bits of Mortal Kombat before going to sleep last night. I had forgotten what an absolutely awful movie it is.

I read Tom Clancy's Executive Orders and Rainbow Six last week. They seem very hollywood friendly. Maybe Clancy wanted all his books to be made into movies. But after Patriot Games and Clear and Present Danger, he should have learnt that they only take decent books and make them into terrible movies. I wonder if the Jack Reacher books will ever see Tinsletown? Who can play Jack Reacher? He has to be, according to the books, 6 ft 4 inches tall, broad as a barn door, fists like hammers, hair like sand, super smart, all knowing and with a tortured family history. What was Lee Child thinking?! They make amusing books though.

I have to get back to work. And I have to clean my room. It looks like the cyclone was in here too. Keep in touch.