You know how, in college, each class had its own up-and-down cycle where the workload was really high as a test or large assignment approached, then got easier for a while until the next big exam or assignment? It was like several parallel waveforms with different frequencies, and at the points where they all line up, you get constructive interference. The resonance can destroy bridges or shatter a wine glass — in college, it just shatters your social life.

Anyway, Thursday was a day of constructive interference of a different sort — after days filled with boredom and uneventfulness, Thursday seemed to try to pack in as much enjoyment as possible.

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Yesterday was an odd mix of crap and awesome.

A few days ago the air conditioner for the entire back half of the house broke. Which is particularly inconvenient since the entire front half of the house is currently unlivable. So there's currently no habitable place in the house that has air conditioning, and sleeping with no air conditioning in Puerto Rico is not pleasant. It's the fitful, sweaty sleep that makes you mad.

Yesterday morning I got home from work and was watching stuff on Tivo when suddenly around noon I remembered that the Béla Fleck, Jean-Luc Ponty, and Stanley Clarke concert I had paid $70 for was that night at 8pm. That meant I had about six hours to get some sleep before the concert (and after the concert I'd have to go straight to work, so that was all the sleep I was getting for the day).

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