I like the word groggy. It's also how I feel almost every morning. I try to fix it with coffee, but I doesn't always work. Except for this one kind: Highlander Grogg. Sure, it's a flavored coffee, and coffee purists may be offended, but I love this coffee. It definitely has a way of cutting through the foggy-groggy feeling that burdens me daily.



I've seriously been having a difficult time being 'alert'. School makes me tired, wears me out. I'd so much rather do nothing all day but play halo, play with electronics I like, surf the web, play my guitar, cook, and not care about stupid deadlines. I'm learning I don't do well with multiple projects. I'm at my peak with a single project with consistent scope. Boring, I suppose, but it's hell trying to shift gears when I'm trying to weed through a Xilinx kernel and have to jump into vga_generation and Verilog. I like computers, but I'm culturing a dislike towards academia.

I had a dream last night where I needed a heart transplant. Normally, I don't read into dreams. I feel they are manifestations of leftover or unfinished thoughts from the daytime (both conscious and subconscious). Maybe I feel my heart is broken and I need a new one. I miss Max.

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