What a crappy day... but at least it started well! Happy birthday, Mom!
Last night when I wanted to take out my contacts, I realized I left my glasses in my little black canvas bag -- the same bag with my razor, deodorant, toothbrush, etc. Normally, this wouldn't be a problem, but I failed to take the bag with me on my trip from Lafayette to Bloomington. Luckily, I was able to squeeze an extra day of pit stick out of an old stick, scrounge up a spare toothbrush, and locate an extra contacts case.
This morning, I had absolutely no motivation to wake up. The weather was cool enough last night that I slept with the window open, and this morning my apartment smelled like a forest the morning after a rainstorm.
Bus driver was a jerk today. I bought a tiny little espresso, and when I tried to board the bus to ride across campus, he asked what was in the cup. I told him it was filled with delicious coffee. He said I wasn't supposed to bring a cup like that onto the bus. Nicely, I let him know that I wouldn't spill it -- and since the cup was tiny, I thought he'd assume it was not much liquid to spill anyway. He continued arguing! "I guarantee that if you drop that cup it will spill. You're gonna have to put that cup in there," he pointed to the trash bin. I harumphed and told him I'd rather walk.
To the bus driver: I hope you enjoy your little victory. I've been riding the same bus route for over a year and this is the only time a driver has kicked me off for a tightly-lidded coffee. He may have his victory, but now I understand why the buses are always late: the drivers take extra time to argue with passengers. Anyway, my walk took 20 minutes longer than usual due to some "construction" in the middle of campus. And by construction, I mean fenced-off heaps of rubble being pushed around aimlessly by a track-hoe.
The department of education pushed my student loans into grace-period and then repayment status while I was in Oz, and I argued yesterday with the IU Registrar's Office about my full-time student status. Apparently they think I was not even half-time in the spring, though the CS department seems to think I was full-time. Now I have to somehow get the CS people to convince the Informatics people to convince the registrar that I was full-time. Then I can get the registrar to tell that to DOE, and get my capitalized interest uncapitalized and my extra interest removed.
On a lighter note, the new Phishing Group website is up. Writing that has been my entire life for the last two weeks. Phew.