Thursday, September 4

Names, please.

I have decided that my trusty laptop has gained a sufficient amount of character that it should probably have it's own name.  To be quite honest, though, no name really seems to fit him.  Any suggestions would be gladly appreciated.

ps--yes, it is a him, since we are literally roommates.  if it were a her, I would have to kick it out of my apartment after curfew.

I work myself hard all day

So, I woke up at 8:30 am this morning, and started into my remaining homework for my classes.  I worked hard, all the way up to the time I had to get to class on campus at 12:30 pm.  After eating a quick peanut butter and jelly sandwich I made it to the business building with a few extra minutes to spare, and attended my first two classes of the semester (having attended the IS junior core orientation yesterday morning).

After class ended at 3:15 pm, I went with my group to the library to work on our accounting case study, and didn't leave study room #5821 until after 9:00 pm this evening.  I then came home famished, and lived off of the hospitality of the wonderful women of M2.  A few minutes later my roommate Xister came home, and I remarked to him about what a busy, tiring day I'd had.  He simply responded by telling me that he had just gotten home himself, and had been on campus since 9:00 am.

And I quote:

"I'm sorry that it tires you out when you work almost as hard as I do."

Now, I am not a bitter person, and I have no feelings of bitterness toward Xister (there are certainly other persons for whom I reserve those emotions).  But at the same time, I must admit that this simply deflates my feeling of accomplishment and importance as a hard working BYU business student.  Although, I must interject that I think his day of "work" probably included much more walking around, talking, socializing, and in general giving his brain and tush a break than my day of work did.  So there.