today me and a few of my business school friends got together to work on our presentation for the business school’s case study competition. the presentation is tomorrow, we got the information tuesday and the questions last night. so we worked on it for a few hours and had some pretty good ideas and it was looking like we were really together. then one of the guys, or group’s contact person, got an email from the people running the whole thing, saying our presentation time had been moved from 1:30 to 2:45 tomorrow afternoon. this time slot, in the middle of classes or work for three out of four of us, combined with the fact that we’re a group of four white guys who didn’t think the school would pick to represent them at the international competition in Austin even if we were the best (a sad consideration but one i can’t say i don’t give some value to), made us all not feel like doing it. so we decided not to, and we’re quitting. hold back the comments on the laziness of our generation, we might go for it next year when we’ve had some more useful classes, and anyway you can go to hell. we’re not lazy, we’re being efficient. there’s no reason to put a lot of work into this when there are other things we need to do if our hearts aren’t in it enough to do a good job. that’s just effective time management.

not that things aren’t weird anymore for me, but i think i’m together enough to blog regularly again, provided i have something to say. but the reason for my reservations so far this week is very simple and i don’t need to talk about it much here. it’s just that being single again after almost two years of a pretty amazing relationship, even if i initiated its specific endpoint, is a pretty substantial disruption. it was just time, i think. but she reads this, and i know she’ll see this, and she’s great, and i still think the world of her, and i hope she knows that. that’s all there is to say about the matter in this forum.

i’m going to a party soon. how about that? i never go to parties. but this should be all cool people, and not so much a college party as a bunch of fun and hilarious people having a good time together, minus all the negative stereotypes i think when i hear “party” come out of a college student’s mouth. should be fun. i’ll let you know.