The pastor that married Maryna and I died of stroke last week. We went to the memorial service on Saturday night and I ended up catching a head cold. I barely made it out of bed this morning. It was rough going. I drove to Stillwater for my office hours, then back - a little reading in between. Now, Maryna has class, so I'm about to start debugging the clustering mechanism in my thesis project. I haven't had a chance to work on the project since December. First, my old laptop was dying, currently I have to split my time between the project, homework for class, and finishing my thesis proposal. Later, TA duties will get thrown into the mix. It is going to be another fun/challenging semester. The head cold doesn't help. I think I will be able to manage programming with a head cold, but writing under the influence of cough medicine is never pretty.
The proposal is coming along slowly, but I think that I like it - more or less. I'm spending the time carefully crafting the words, paragraphs, and overall flow, because I plan to use it as the basis for my thesis. I could have rushed through it and had it done for the 11th of January... but then I want it (and my thesis) to be the best representation of my abilities that it can be. Not that my thesis will be stellar by my standards (this project can do so much more given some time), but it should be decent.
