I took the GRE today. It was rough. I got a 170 verbal and a 168 quantitative, I'll know later how I did on the writing portion - they have to grade that by hand or something. I don't know or understand the new grading system. It's easier to understand out of 800, you know? I'm surprised I did so well on the verbal section. On the old GRE which I took more than 5 years ago, I had a higher score on the quantitative than the verbal, though, embarrassingly, I didn't ace it that time, either. I got like a 780. This happened on the ACT as well back in high school. I had a higher score on the English or whatever section on it than the math, but overall it worked out, like a 35 or something.  The SAT was in the proper order with aces and everything.

I'm out of books to read on the train. I grabbed a random Aubrey/Maturin. I'd prefer to read a chess book, I miss rocking out the chesses, but I just can't play over a game on the commute these days.

I've been listening to a lot of Gilbert and Sullivan lately. Mikado, Penzance, and Pinafore. It's corrosive.

Anyway, having obtained okay scores on the GRE, I think I'll go ahead and rather seriously consider sending off apps to the graduate schools and make sure to chase recommendations starting maybe tomorrow or something. Will send notes to current "adviser", the adviser at my undergrad school who might actually know something - both of those just to get advices and thoughts on the matter - and the one undergrad prof who might remember me and has a low Erdos number (even a bad "did well in class" recommendation might go far there). And then of course a couple random people I took courses with or something at this crappy school I've been taking courses at.

Had a test yesterday in that data mining class. There were, just as the prof indicated, four relatively easy questions and annoying long one, basically doing the RIPPER algorithm by hand. Mehhhhh. Algorithms by hand always kind of blow.

I like my wife.

I'm behind in that machine learning Stanford class. Having no free time at all that one week sort of ate into that. And then this week I was busy studying for that test or something in my sparse free time. I'll try to catch up this weekend or something, but my only "obligation" is watching lectures and doing the quizzes, not the programming assignments (though I'm trying to do those, too), so I'm not behind what I signed up for.

The wifing unit is almost done with season 5 of Doctor Who (1st Matt Smith season). She likes it.

All right, won't need to rent a car for Thanksgiving. Esp. good as medical bills can apparently be big?

Listening to Desprez's Pange Lingua. Dude.

People across the hall are moving out. Drat, they were, like, totally adult. The people below them seem like stoner douchebags, the people above us play music late at night occasionally. Can't complain about the people below us, though they seem "frat boy"-ish, but not in a bad way. Above and across, don't know anything about them. That's a good thing.

There's not much wrong with being a stoner, it's the stoner douchebag thing that gets old.

That's enough for tonight. Toodles.