Lent is early this year.
The Dunning-Kruger effect: stupid people have inflated perceptions of their abilities and lack the faculties necessary to correct their delusions. Reminds me of a previous diary.
I missed my stop on the train last night because I was reading Dune. Fortunately, I'm only two stops from the end of the line, so that's like half a mile, and Teh Wife texted me instructing me to get groceries, which are found halfway between the station and my house. I like Teh Wife. I got some groceries.
Dinner was eggs and bacon with broccoli on the side. I like broccoli. I drank some milk, too.
I'm going to church this evening. I'm debating whether to go to the gym afterwards. The trade-off is time at home with Teh Wife. I like Teh Wife.
My parents are visiting this weekend. Gotta get the place organized. Okay, that's another vote for time at home.
I'm going to arrange to meet my academic advisor. In fact, I'll do it after typing this sentence. And I just did it. Well, sent him a note. I'm totally going to take this stats course. I don't, technically, have the prerequisites, but I've done a lot of probability and measure theory academically and have a bit of hands-on stats experience, so I should be able to manage. At least, that's what the guy said last year when we discussed plans.
What should I read after Dune?
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