Recession into ambiguity...

"Much is not clear about the way the dogs died. Events on the periphery of the deaths, like points on undulating, outward-moving circles, recede into liquid uncertainty. The origins of the event are obscure, and its effects dwindle onward into indeterminacy. Causality cannot be established, and responsibility becomes a meaningless conceit, of no concern and no question.
Yet at the center remains the event itself, and it is fully clear: the dogs died."

*Sigh* The previous are the opening lines from my BioEthics reading for tonight. It's passages like that that just make me want to scream "What the fuck?" out my window.

I suppose I'll be 1:00 getting into bed again tonight. I used to stay up late regularly, but I just get so tired of it now. Just once I'd like to be in bed and asleep by 10:00. Come to think of it, I was asleep by 8:30 one night a couple weeks ago. Maybe as long as I'm in this godforsaken place I'll just have to deal with no more than one of those every few months.

Other than my bitching over the necessary homework, today was a fairly good day. After art I came home and spent most of the day cleaning the room and organizing my files. I've decided that I need to reformat my computer very soon. It's been almost a year, and it's getting rather erratic in its operation (especially when you've got Photoshop continuously raping system resources.