Quantum Theory, Darren & The Shins.

I went to uni on Thursday. To the libraries, in particular - Physics and Fisher. All I wanted was an Idiot's Guide To Quantum Theory. Or Quantum Theory for Dummies. Just something that could explain things simply and easily, in general detail, before I can concern myself with the finer points. I just want to know what Schrödinger's Equation means. I mean, sure they covered it in the PHYS1003 course but it was totally lost on me. I asked the lecturer last semester what it all meant and all I could get out of him was: "it doesn't represent any physical property, it's just used to describe an electron".

Anyway, Quantum Theory is popping up in the chemistry Supplementary Course that I have to hand in by Februay 18. So I thought that it'd be a good time to get my head around it all.

But get this: there aren't any -For Dummies or Idiot's Guides on anything remotely related to physics at the University of Sydney's libraries. I know that they do exist. They do, however, have Yoga For Dummies, Men's Health For Dummies, and an Idiot's Guide To Managing Stress but what use is that to me?


Seeing as Darren lives around the corner from USyd, I thought that drop in and say hello on the way home. It'd been a week since I'd seen him last and I wanted to see if he was okay - he'd been a bit distant and I was a little bit worried for him.

We ended up seeing Ray at Broadway Hoyts (which seemed to drag on a bit but rush through at the same time). The movie ended late so I missed the last train home for the night and the next NightRide bus was ages away. I ended up sleeping over at Darren's place. Ordinarily I would've jumped at the chance. I mean, not that I didn't want to this time around. I don't know. At the risk of slipping into the cliché psychobabble-relationship-speak, let me just say that over the last few days, I'd gotten the feeling that he wanted me to back off.

But apparently, he had an urge to escape life/stress too like I did, somewhat - that's the impression I got. He'd been up in the Hunter Valley for a while, chilling out I imagine. We didn't talk much about it though so I guess I don't know the whole story. Of course I'm curious about it, but I don't feel like I absolutely need to know. Whatever he wants to fill me in on, I'm okay with.

Anyway, when we got back to his place, we just cuddled for a bit and fell asleep. So I guess everything's alright with us now. The next morning, I woke up to him tickling me and we spent most of the early sunlit hours wrestling. Innocent, boyish, playful wrestling that is. He seemed happy. I was glad about that.

While we're on the subject of sleeping, I swear that Darren mutters or talks in his sleep. Nearly all my boyfriends in the past have/do; or maybe it's just me. And Darren does it quite loudly too, as in normal conversational voice. I've been told that I talk in my sleep - I hope I haven't revealed anything incriminating...


I'm seeing The Shins next month, care of my cousin Mark! A big thank you goes out to him.

One last thing, I saw Closer with Mattymoo earlier tonight and he smelled like I remember Dave used to.

Listening to:
Title: Need You Tonight
Artist: Mylo
Album/station: Ministry of Sound: Chillout Sessions 6 (2004)
Length: 4.42