Fair enough - but in their favour they have tried to make the point that he is a freakish prodigy brainiac, rather than a normal mathematician

I like to think of Charlie as being a good teaching mathematician--yes, he's got that genius quality of being able to pull from all fields of math, but more importantly, explain these concepts in terms the non-math folks (and FBI agents) can understand.

DH has managed to explain string theory to me better than anyone else so I can actually think about it rather than have my head explode and he's neither a quantum physicist or a theoretical mathematician.

Gah. Couldn't sleep last night and the girl decides to wake up at 5:30. All your gronk are belong to me. The instant coffee actually tastes good to me today--with enough cream & sugar.

My first class of the day, every day, freshman year of college was Beginning Typing at 7:05 am.

It took a while for my GPA to recover.

One year in college I had a class at 8:30 ... they put us in a warm room, turned out the lights, and showed slides. Even coffee couldn't always keep me awake.

And, in other news, for PMS sufferers.

I was okay with making TKD classes at the start of the day. Less so with classes for credit. It wasn't so much a morning thing--I can scatter my sleep pretty easily. However, for some reason I insisted on an elective that was at the same time as tae kwon do. Yeah, didn't quite work out.

I was once the TA for an 8:00 class. I developed a few strategies, like having breakfast after class. And office hours around 11:00.

Though it was really interesting the day I showed, and the professor didn't.

I was one of those freaks who took 8 am classes in college by choice. Well, part of it was strategy. I figured I got a boost in my grade just for showing up and being coherent, which I wouldn't have gotten taking the same class at 2 pm. It helped that I had no social life to speak of.

Then I started doing tech theater and striking sets 'til 2 am. And hanging with the other techies afterward. Until dawn. No more 8 am classes for Calli.

I'm still a morning person, in the sense that no matter how late I stay up, I'll probably be unable to sleep past 6:30 or so. Oh well. It's a nice, quiet world at that time of day.

Roslindale sounds really nifty, vw.

I am way too gronkified to be happy listening to little birds chirping.

Last night, the fog rolled in with a vengenance here, and even the bird that made Juliana say "WTF was that" at brunch is oddly muffled. It's nice, but my sinuses weren't ready for it, and ow.

Just in case Raq is around: Little Nemo is now uploaded into that album, too.

matter how late I stay up, I'll probably be unable to sleep past 6:30 or so.

This is me. The F2F proved that point a little to vividly for me.

Lee, the fog is over here too. My morning drive along the beach did not give me my usual view of the city. Shoot, I couldn't even tell where the beach ended and the bay began.

Today is already fucked. We have a tight turn around at work - my report has to be done by next Thursday, 3 days earlier than usual - and Corporate has messed up one of my programs. They are "fixing" it, but don't have an ETA. GAHHHHHHHHHHH.