CAN’T STOP FIDGETING
WHY AM I NOT BETTER AT TWIRLING MY PEN
Isn’t staring at the computer screen all day supposed to wreck your concentration? - COME ON MACBOOK, MAKE IT HURT SO GOOD.
I meant to drop a couple hundred bucks on shoes, a fleece to replace the ugly black NorthFace I’ve been wearing for the past three years, and some jeans without holes in them. Normally this isn’t a problem. This time, however, I have bought books. Non-technical, bona fide literary books. First time in years this has happened. I feel like I’m rebelling against something. Maybe the soul-crushingly technical drabness of my existence. Or just the fact that it’s sunny outside and I’m inside writing Matlab code. (Which, incidentally, I don’t mind writing, but which begs a return to things like breathing after a while.)
I’m looking at another $200 - $300 for a bookshelf. There go my shoes.
That being said, I’m looking forward to spending some sunny weekends reading these and forgetting I give a flying fuck about anything else. And, apparently, not reading technical papers for once.
But soft! The romance of the kissing loop is least authentic when faked as a pseudoknot.
Nothing like 9AM biophysics to finally peel me off of California time.