Fly by Night
12:33am I have a test tomorrow at 5:45pm. That is 17 hours and 12 minutes. I have been studying for ~1.5 hours so far. I am going to take you through my journey this evening as I prepare for it. In order to have a chance at doing 'well' in the class, I must make a perfect performance. The class is Static Analysis. My test is on trusses, centroids, and fluids. I have to learn 2 chapters this evening.
1:56am One quarter of the way through the material. Morale among the natives has yet to plummet, though they could use a respite. I think I got it covered. Sometimes it seems counterintuitive to my no-longer-engineering-oriented mind. Then it works out. It's bad, but I try to just remember the method, not how to deduce it. The problem is then they give you a problem that takes some thinking and you can't do it because you only know straight methods. That's a bummer. We'll work on that issue on the morrow. Now I got to learn machine analysis.
3:01am It's three a.m. and I want to go to be-e-ed. Morale is still pretty high. I hit a slight 2nd or 3rd wind this past shift, which is nice. A constant sipping of coffee is being maintained, for warmth. Machine analysis will require no new skills, just the synthesis of those learned prior. It's the capstone of understanding, requiring significant concentration and effort. All engangements before the test have been cancelled, giving me 14 hours and 44 minutes to think of nothing else. "Appalachian Trail" a.k.a. "my soundtrack" is playing, lots of fiddle. Alas, more machine analysis. Sometimes I think about what a class on fluids would be like.
4:55am Alas, the giant is falling. Morale plummeted when coffee drinking infact became endothermic, sucking the life out of me. There is considerable less reading to do than hypothesized, so sparring (practice problems) will come sooner. Repetitious reading of paragraphs slowed output, so did the cheese break. Our hero is a bit confused about the difference between centroid and center of gravity, but their governing equations show striking similarities, so he thinks he can manage. It's all about uniform thickness. What ameteur mathematcians they must think we are. I appreciate it. Contrary to the cheese break, output could have been worse, but nomadlife received few updates.
A short break, and then this glorious tale of fighting for Good shall continue. The first newspaper of the day just arrived.
1:56am One quarter of the way through the material. Morale among the natives has yet to plummet, though they could use a respite. I think I got it covered. Sometimes it seems counterintuitive to my no-longer-engineering-oriented mind. Then it works out. It's bad, but I try to just remember the method, not how to deduce it. The problem is then they give you a problem that takes some thinking and you can't do it because you only know straight methods. That's a bummer. We'll work on that issue on the morrow. Now I got to learn machine analysis.
3:01am It's three a.m. and I want to go to be-e-ed. Morale is still pretty high. I hit a slight 2nd or 3rd wind this past shift, which is nice. A constant sipping of coffee is being maintained, for warmth. Machine analysis will require no new skills, just the synthesis of those learned prior. It's the capstone of understanding, requiring significant concentration and effort. All engangements before the test have been cancelled, giving me 14 hours and 44 minutes to think of nothing else. "Appalachian Trail" a.k.a. "my soundtrack" is playing, lots of fiddle. Alas, more machine analysis. Sometimes I think about what a class on fluids would be like.
4:55am Alas, the giant is falling. Morale plummeted when coffee drinking infact became endothermic, sucking the life out of me. There is considerable less reading to do than hypothesized, so sparring (practice problems) will come sooner. Repetitious reading of paragraphs slowed output, so did the cheese break. Our hero is a bit confused about the difference between centroid and center of gravity, but their governing equations show striking similarities, so he thinks he can manage. It's all about uniform thickness. What ameteur mathematcians they must think we are. I appreciate it. Contrary to the cheese break, output could have been worse, but nomadlife received few updates.
A short break, and then this glorious tale of fighting for Good shall continue. The first newspaper of the day just arrived.
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2 Comments:
if you consider yourself to be the system, than the flow of heat from you into the coffee would be considered an exothermic process.
I'm the environment. The coffee was the system. Although usually you can't have such a massive heat flow to change the environmental temperature any significant amount, at 5am that's exactly what the coffee was doing. Then it started sucking the life out of the environment.
Oh yeah, that test..
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