Crap Sunday

I have enough reasons to write a best selling book on bad days.

Today I woke up and shower like always. Then I made a really yummy set of French toast. After breakfast I decided to go shopping but since I was not sure about the bus times, instead I watched a movie: Donnie Darko. It is a really good movie. Around 1:40 PM I headed to the bus stop.

It was a long wait, just like yesterday but this time under the rain. I had been sneezing occasionally during the morning and at this point the sneezing had become more frequent. At the bus stop there were a couple of new graduate students. One from India asked me if I was also from India. It is funny because yesterday two other persons asked me the same think. This time the guy said that from a certain angle I looked like a friend of his who goes to Stony Brook too. So now I have a Hindu twin...

An hour passed and the bus did not came. More graduate students came, these were Chinese. One of them was a new physics students, who told me he was called *insert name here*, but U (You) was alright. U and his friend took the other bus to the library and I stayed behind waiting for the Mall bus. My sneezing had become frequent and I had lots of blobs coming from my nose.

My girlfriend called at the worst moment. First she did not had signal so I could not hear her. Then she call me back and I was in the process of getting to another bus and learning what happen to the Mall bus. I talked to her but I clearly had to pay attention to where was I being drop off. I tried calling her after the bus dropped me but at the same time she answered another student asked me for "the quad" and the Mall bus showed up, while I was struggling with my umbrella. I really wanted to talk to my girlfriend. Instead, I was in the last row of a hot bus with all my sinuses angry at me.

I got off at the supermarket. I felt light and disoriented, but was able to get all the items in my piece-of-paper-of-a-list. With three bags of groceries in my hands and two in my backpack I headed to the bookstore. Of course, the way to the bookstore was a bit risky having to walk on the street in the middle of a rainy afternoon. But my search on the bookstore was short: I knew what I wanted.

My reward: The Feynman Lectures of Physics. Finally! Some physics in this blog! I have been reading Genius: The life and science of Richard Feynman. It is one of the best stories I ever read, and to think that it tells the life of a real person (who worked at the Manhattan Project and developed interesting diagrams for Quantum Electrodynamics among other things) makes it really amazing. But all the joy of celebrating Feynman almost vanished when the cashier's machine read $195. I bought it anyways, I had a gift card from my girlfriend's parents and the books really are worth the other part.

Another long wait at the bookstore. When the bus finally showed up and I got in driver told me that "there was no bus stop there". Oh well! I humbly apologized, but I really wanted to get back to my apartment and also did not felt like walking under the rain (again) with my new acquisitions. The ride back "home" was alright. I took a nap when I got to my room and then read some of the first volume of the Lectures. I am still feeling tired and congested but some Feynman will cure it...