Under the rubble lies a place, but I can't find it just now. This environment is like a metropolis whose wandering denizens (textbooks, torn envelopes and granola bar wrappers) have all been out on a good drunk and never found their way home. I am God in this place, the creator and dictator to the general tidal wave that happens when I actually reach in and take something out. It's time to thin the herd but where to begin is difficult, it's my fault after all.

I'm not very good at this whole God thing, not even here on my computer desk. I can't imagine the difficulty in running the universe.

Ugh, I'm supposed to be cleaning my desk off right now...one week of school down. First class, CPU101_s.
I enjoyed it, a lot of homework, probably because it's a 12 week class condensed into 5.5 weeks. Time to get ready for week 2..promises more work but I think that's good, it seems like every time I finish an assignment, I'm looking for something else to do. So I'm ready......well, except for this desk.....