Brain dump

My brain is slowly choking on the lack of any sort of schedule. I find myself wishing that school would hurry up a bit. Not too much, but a little.

The wife of one of the adult-type cool people from church just had a baby. I feel the need to share this. He's a big geek, but he's cool, possibly because he's a big geek. So far, he and his wife have three children, counting the one born earlier this afternoon, (Yesterday afternoon? I have to stop staying up so late, it's confusing.) and they're all girls. He's the one who's going to try to convice me that I need to be an engineer.

It's funny: out of the three schools we looked at last week, the one I liked the most was Mudd, and it's the school of a type that I'm not even really sure I'm interested in. If that made any sense. I know that I would probably spend many credits on math and science stuff anyway, but it's different when that isn't the focus. I don't know if a school like Mudd is too hardcore techie or not.

Blah.

The fireworks last night at Regency Park were a lot of fun. We tripped over one of Dad's coworkers, who had brought her sister and a couple of friends. Said sister has three kids, a six-year-old, a four-year-old, and an eleven-month-old. My favorite part of the fireworks was watching Robin, the four-year-old, watch the explosions. I don't think she closed her mouth the entire time. So cute. Fireworks stopped being new and exciting some time ago, but watching her watch them brought some of the fun back.

And my neck hurts, and typing probably isn't helping, and practicing violin earlier today probably didn't either, so I'm going to bed.