Looks like Eastern Time did have an effect on me, I woke up at 9.30am today without the benefit of my alarm (which was set to much later).

First (and only) class today was BCI, which promises to be an interesting and challenging seminar. It’ll be a discussion course much like some of the ones I took last quarter, but it will require me to present a paper on BCI as well as do a group project involving some kind of BCI data. I don’t know if I’ll follow through with it if another class proves more interesting, but at this stage I’m optimistic.

I almost fell down the stairs on the way out of class, saved only by the railing. I hate it when I do that, and I seem to do it frequently.

Yakisoba for lunch sitting out on the grass outside the HUB under a gorgeous blue sky and some wonderful sun, watching some students play with a frisbee. There was this guy standing by the path who looked like a homeless man, but instead of signs asking for food and/or money, he had “Jesus loves you” and the like… standing there, in the sun, in a coat, with a sign in his hands and another around his neck. I was tempted to walk up to him and “debate” with him over Jesus for a while, but I decided against it on accounts of I was enjoying my sunshine too much to have it darkened by a preaching maniac.

I went over to Schmitz hall to figure out what I needed to do about my insurance (again) as well as work out what my housing situation was likely to be for the Autumn quarter at the end of the year, since I probably won’t be in Seattle for the summer and I’ll need a new place when I come back and so on and so forth. Got some forms, some email addresses, went back to the apartment. Emailing ensues.

After a while I got changed into my new sneakers and my ‘sports gear’, then ventured out once more into the bright sunlight. Seattle smells like Spring now. I’ve talked to people about my smelling different seasons before, and when they turn and Seattle smells like Spring. Speaking of smelling, earlier when I was wandering around I took the time to stop and smell the blossoms on several occasions. Very refreshing.

From my apartment I made my way to the CSE building and got a replacement CSE drinking bottle for the one that was pinched out of my office and had a chat with Lindsay, my adviser. Things are going busily buy swimmingly for her and it was good to have a catch up. From there I head over to the HUB on the off chance that someone was in the local anime club’s ‘office’. No one was, so it was off to the IMA for me.

I got the system explained to me about the lockers, the equipment, etc. and picked up some information for Archery and Squash. I even had a better look around the squash courts, which was pretty fun. From there I picked up a basketball and went to one of the less populated gyms (there are several, on several floors) and started to practice. Oh. My. Gods. I haven’t played basketball in four years now, and it shows. I missed almost every shot I took, even the basic ones in front of the ring. I don’t think I could even make five in a row. There were times when I felt ‘the groove’, when I felt what I felt when I knew I’d done it right like I used to. Swish. Every time I felt it, it went in perfectly. But there was no rhyme or reason as to which shots got me in the groove and there weren’t all that many. I ran ball drills, lay-ups (those at least weren’t too bad), stretches, running around… a lot of the stuff I used to do for basketball training. After a while the court was getting a bit more crowded down one end and I was asked if I wanted to play. I readily agreed, although I did warn them about my shooting. I was on the ‘skins’ team (which eventually lost) and we scrimmaged for a couple of hours. I pulled my shoulder once (the shoulder I wrenched so badly I stopped training), pulled my hamstrings (yes, both) a couple of times, rolled my left ankle once and then when both of my calves spasmed at the same damn time and I fell on the floor, I called it a day. It took me quite a while walking back before I vaguely needed to put my jacket on, I was steaming and sweating all over. All in all it was great to play basketball again, but it did make me realize exactly how long it’s been since I played, and how much I’ve lost (stamina, for one) in the process. I’ll be going again… and hopefully my legs (just my legs, oddly) won’t be too sore in the morning.

I walked up the Ave directly after and got myself a couple of feet of Subway, went back to the apartment, sat down and ate while I watched some anime to relax. After that I read over a few emails, then went and had a shower to relax. The nasty blisters on my feet became readily apparent to me during this process – one of them burst and stings like a stepped on a hornet’s nest.

I did a bit of work on some simple stuff, then headed to bed with a cup of ginger ale and my book.