EIGHT EY EM IS STILL A TERRIBLE THING

haven't been on time to this class yet

robbing me of my morning sleep. truly rude of this class.

i almost feel bad for being here. both this and my prior class with this professor. i just show up and am a warm body. i cannot care to interact unless called upon.... which happens too often. i don't know what he expects, he knows i am in the later stages of a similar degree, so i must already know this, but yet he still calls me to answer questions when i seem most distracted by my computer... my brother in christ, you are showing us how printf works, that isn't anything novel, i doubt anyone would be caught off-guard by that.

i am getting better at sexaginta-quattuordle. again, anyway. i stopped for a little bit and lost a bit of steam for a couple rounds.

i find the idea of two laptops at once humorous. you see, the lab instructor wagers that vim is the best way to learn C, so i went ahead and (with the help of Fawkes' funny little stick) got back into my old laptop running manjaro... aka, i can use vim natively, as opposed to what he has for the plethora of windows users in this class. but, i still like having my windows laptop for most things, so i guess this is pretty cool. this also solved the proctorio (curse thee) problem. now, i can just use the manjaro machine to take the exams, since i don't have my browser windows particularly managed on there (yet).... genius.

is the edge browser on linux? i'll have to check when i get home (no lab today so no manjaro machine). i think it would be funny if it is.

i cannot believe printf has been lectured about for like 40 minutes. he just keeps going. truly bonkers.

i will go find some coffee after this. this city has the knack of having coffee shops in... odd locations. one is in the uni's museum right outside the planetarium. very empty, business-wise. i have heard that the manager there considers me loitering. tshaw. there is another shop up north just in a park. nothing to do with the park, that's just where it is. it has a radio-station running out of it, and you can look into the booth where they do the thing from the main area. i will go to that one, since they at least seem to not be bothered by my mere presence. thsaw. i need this coffee sooner than later. it is cold in here. my eyelids are heavy. my mouth yawns without respite.

an hour now of talking about printf.