last fall i had this saying that really helped me out on occasion. it went like this: "linear algebra cannot inflict physical damage upon my body." this semester, i don't even have that, because i believe that my classes actually can inflict all kinds of damage.

so, in the past three days, i've had at least three people tell me they were worried about me in some way. a professor, the current roommate and a math guy.

i don't have time for fun. i don't have time for this.

i'm getting closer every day to hating myself.