Inspiration

So much has happened, world. The Rite-Aid on the corner even opened up.

I don't really update that much because I'm usually busy, I feel like I have nothing really new to report, and I'm not sure if anyone reads this anyway.

But...here's where I am:
I feel better about almost all my classes (except perhaps Networks, but maybe I'll even grow to start liking that class). I'm starting to feel relatively smart again, although I still do that bad thing that we call skipping classes every once in a while.

I went to the TOC and didn't come out feeling disappointed. I talked to several different people who seemed actually interested in talking to me. I'm still not positive what I want to DO with my life (i.e. what my future job title will be), but here's something scary:
I'm taking Text to Stage this semester with about a million insane and unbearable drama freshman and professor Jed Harris. I like Jed. He almost inspires me. Is that wrong? He's a drama professor. Almost none of my CS professors has ever really inspired me (I mean, maybe Mark Stehlik - but he's an advisor; I've never been his student) except perhaps Rudich (and CBurch back in the day).

I think I like CS (I've put up with it for so long and there are times I find joy in the field), but is it just a fluke that Jed makes me feel like I should go out there and read and direct plays? Maybe. My poetry professor also kind of inspires me this semester - to write poetry, not to go direct plays. But, once again, he is not in the CS department. I just hope I did all this college stuff correctly.

I'm going to marry Katie Dahl. I really am.
And I'm going to learn to cook. Seriously. I'll take my extra semester when I graduate early and go take courses at the Pittsburgh Culinary Institute.

Sigh. If I graduate early. If I pass Networks.