I'm sorry.
I wasn't going to post until I read the entire Dodd-Frank Act (Actually, that was supposed to take ten days so failure regardless), but honestly, it's sort of difficult to chug through, um... 2000 pages. I got to 300 something. Doesn't that count for anything? I mean, halfassedness should count for something! I did spend some time reading that nonsense! Will I ever finish? I don't know, will Obama ever have a full head of hair? (Wait, does he have one?) I guess my point is, probably not, but hey! Rogaine exists, right? One day, just one day, maybe I'll decide it's worthwhile again to read it (hopefully that awaited time will not involve a major screw up at a firm) and finally, I will write a decent blog entry that is sort of intellectually stimulating. Until then, it's all blah for you people. Or... I could decide to write on something else.
Well, since I've been away for a while, I guess this'll be somewhat of an update.
What have I been doing?
I have been trying to be productive! And actually do stuff. The thing is, I only get motivation when I'm about to fall asleep, so I never really get anything done. Some cool things have happened to me though! Yesterday, for the first time in four years, I dreamed in math! Well, correction, I dreamed of math. I woke up thinking, of course it would only have two saddle points! Don't call that nerdiness because I can name about 100 people that I know who are 10 million times nerdier. The list starts with a certain Aristotle. All jokes aside (I use that phrase a lot. Have you noticed? I have. And if I've noticed, that means it's been overused... way overused... hm...), I've never been much of an academic. Maybe an intellectual, sort of, but never an academia type of person. The reason? I just get bored. or maybe the material just gets hard and I just don't get it, but I like to think I get bored and that's probably more accurate because I will put a book down after .5 seconds. So basically, I open the book and then I put it down. ... for good. Anyway, I've been trying to fix this whimsical nature of mine and so far, I have failed! At least, failed at going the extra mile. I have, however, progressed a few feet! Hey! At least that's some improvement! So instead of putting something down for good (that sort of sounds depressing. It could be substituted with "after I've killed something." HM...), I just sort of cast it aside in a strange hope that I will somehow pick it up again. So far I've "read" aka starting reading:
On the Origins of War and the Preservation of Peace (about 200 pages from this book. smack in the middle of WWI)
Man, the State and War (page 7 of the introduction)
The Prince (pg 75)
Principles of Mathematical Analysis (pg 73)
Infinite Jest (um... somewhere... it really is infinite...)
Differential Equations (lost track)
Economics and World History (smack in the middle of the great depression! so... pg. 10)
The Democratic Peace (Title)
Real and Complex Analysis (Table of Contents)
Chemical Principles (Title)
That's just my short summer reading list. As you can see, I am going somewhere. Hopefully, those titles will encourage me to move forward! Just wait till you see my list of "must-reads" aka "must know exists but who cares really?"
Ahahahaha. Can you imagine me in ten years???? what the HELL will I be doing? (other than being the richest person EVER) Hopefully, I won't be locked up in a mental institution.
Sometimes, I think I'm just a curious soul. Other times, I'm pretty sure I have ADD. or ADHD. It really depends on how many calories I consumed that day.
Sigh. I hate being young.
I have no excuse to NOT do anything (or maybe I have all the excuse?)
But, like a certain famous person said (no clue who and no quotations because it might or might not be verbatim): Everyone wants to live forever. No one wants to grow old.
But honestly, wouldn't it be awesome to be young and live forever? That way, you really do have an excuse not to do anything.
I mean, you can just say, it will happen eventually. Ever heard of the Monkey who can write the entire works of Shakespeare given a type writer and an infinite amount of time? That's right, there's no "I might succeed." There's just "I WILL succeed. I just don't know when."
Ok. Am I lame for reveling in such a thought? I'm sorry. That's what I do. Daydream, Rip my Hair out, Actually dream, sleep, be lazy, and sometimes, just sometimes, I sit down on my ass for ten minutes, open a book, and actually learn something and guess what, I never forget it. Ever. So you tell me. Am I really that much of a lazy ass?
The answer is: Yes. Of course, being lazy is just being lazy.
But I have a sneaking suspicion (except it's not really sneaking. It's jumping around naked and selling porn) that my ten minutes might just be worth someone else's half a day.
You might call this train of thought arrogance.
I call it Mad Skillz.
Oh, and count all the cliches I used in this post. I'll give you a lollipop.