I became insane with long intervals of horrible sanity.
The trouble with fighting for human freedom is that one spends most of one's time defending scoundrels. For it is against scoundrels that oppressive laws are first aimed, and oppression must be stopped at the beginning if it is to be stopped at all.
Many people would sooner die than think; In fact, they do so
What I have been telling you, from alpha to omega, what is the one great thing the sigil taught me — that everything in life is miraculous. For the sigil taught me that it rests within the power of each of us to awaken at will from a dragging nightmare of life made up of unimportant tasks and tedious useless little habits, to see life as it really is, and to rejoice in its exquisite wonderfulness. If the sigil were proved to be the top of a tomato-can, it would not alter that big fact, nor my fixed faith. No Harrowby, the common names we call things by do not matter — except to show how very dull we are ...
2002-02-15 - 1:25 a.m.
Not a very exciting day for me today. I have my office hours on Thursdays which means I have to get there early. One of my students was supposed to come to see me last week but didn't show, he was supposed to come again today. Guess what? He did! I thought he would as he was in my class a couple of years ago and I know he's a good kid and a hard worker. I didn't have to yell at the class today, which is a big plus. I was able to get by with a few icy stares. We are getting into the heart of the course now, real calculus. Some students are being held back by not being properly prepared in their earlier classes. I can't stop and give a lesson on how to draw a parabola though. If they need that kind of help they are supposed to come to my office or go to tutoring. Some students don't want to do any extra work though. I can't let them hold back the rest of the class. I'm getting very frustrated at one student. He always asks me where the last step came from when things are very straightforward and all I did was make a substitution. If he listened the first time he'd have understood. He'll ask, "Where did 5.7 come from" and I'll say it was in the question.
Thursday is the one day I don't have to race home to pick up my father from dialysis. I took advantage of that today by playing online after class then going down to the Mercury Lounge to buy tickets for Lisa and myself to see Great Big Sea on March 7th. The Merc is half a block from Katz's Deli so I couldn't resist having dinner there. I was able to make it back to Penn Station just in time to make the 5:50 express train home. As I mentioned in my last entry I didn't get much sleep last night. It finally hit me on the train ride home. I finished the The Onion then fell asleep. Next thing I knew I was pulling into the station. I was out like a light. People have been telling me about the Onion for years and I occasionally have looked on it online. Now that it is published in New York I can get a hard copy of it. My problem with it is that even though the ideas for the articles are funny the articles themselves aren't. You read the first paragraph, get the joke then the rest is filler. It isn't painful to read so I'm going to keep reading it and see if it grows on me.
I had perfect timing I arrived home just as my parents did and I was able to help my father out of the car. I have to get my mother to always park by the curb cut; it is so much easier for my father to get in and out of the car when it is.
I just stayed in tonight, watched TV, and played bridge on the computer. Carey called me which made the night go much easier. Valentine's day isn't one of my favorites. At least I got to hear someone say, "I love you" to me.
Tomorrow I play chauffeur all day. I have to take my mother to the oral surgeon then take my father to dialysis and pick him up later. Maybe I'll get some reading done while I'm waiting for my mother.
Tomorrow, today technically, is Galileo's birthday. Everybody make sure to celebrate. Drop two things at a time and watch them fall together. Time a pendulum using your pulse. Get persecuted for making sarcastic remarks at powerful people, the usual festivities.
Not many people are going to read this entry I'm afraid, everyone is going off to Fr�con this weekend. I'll be keeping busy; I'm seeing concerts Friday and Saturday nights. Tomorrow I'm seeing Richard Barone. I've seen him as part of big shows like the Downtown Messiah but never a solo concert. He's a great performer and I'm really looking forward to it. On Saturday night I'm seeing Church of Betty with Marti. I'm glad I'm seeing it with her, I wouldn't want to be alone all of this weekend.
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