The 56,600th Layer of Hell

What is so insidious about dial-up is it actually convinces you from time to time that you really can use the Internet. It is a lie, of course. It is merely a time-sucking vortex of Waiting. The green bar slowly fills, like molasses dripping in winter, and if you are fortunate you catch a glimpse the Rare and Precious manifestation of the Blessed “Done.”

Of course, I exaggerate slightly. Slow Internet is better that No Internet, or so I have always proclaimed. But lately I have my doubts regarding the wisdom of that claim.

School is going pretty well. I need to really learn some time management skills, and I have the sinking feeling I may have bitten off more than I can chew by taking 5 classes at once. I just need to get into the swing of things and I think I’ll be OK.

For entertainment I am re-reading The Lord of the Rings - such a good book. I have watched the trilogy a couple of times these past few weeks because they are basically the only ones I brought with me. It’s really interesting to compare what they left out, put in, and blatantly altered. I’m sure this will annoy some purists, but I think the movies actually tell a better story.

Today I am off to do some laundry, write a speech, do statistics and writing homework, and possibly study for a psychology quiz. Busy busy.