No, it isn't a drug-induced haze. It's IRC (which I thought was IRS...what's up with my mind?!). Movie downloading for that matter. I was able to get a good download of The Others and American Pie 2. But the way things work out...most servers don't like DSL and the speed goes to low...and I lose my place on the server.
Then I have to wait for another 10 hours until I get my download request answered again. It sucks like that.

Yesterday night, I got irked when I heard my sister's dilemma. I admit that I may be hypocritcal when I say this. But there are just some uncompassionate people in this world. Somehow I have gotten the habit of imagining myself in the other person's shoes, but that itself makes me feel guilty. Guilt is the ruin of the human race...and the only savior of the human race. My belief is that through guilt, we are led to desire and to want...ultimately harmony. Isn't that true, boys and girls?

I had the usual uneventful morning. In math, I was unable to answer any questions...again. It's such a disability when I am stunned silent when the TA presents a mathematical problem on the blackboard. It's not only the fear of judgment that seeps into my miniscule mind, but also the anxiety that I may have lost some knowledge on the way to 220 wheeler.
My roommate Linda and I went to a nearby crepes place. Yet again, I was faced with my challenge of speaking clearly. There is a reason that I have always disliked ordering. And with that, a fear of strangers. Xenophobia.