Time for school and all it's complications

This past Wednesday I moved back to Provo for school. I have thoroughly enjoyed my time here thus far, even though activates have been rather spotty at best. The primary concern I have at the moment is getting our phone connected. For some reason, my apartment management has decided to let the tenants take care of power and phone connections. Granted all we have to do with power is call Provo city, but with phone we need to find our own service and set up the arrangements. Consequently we've decided to go with Vonage or something like that which hooks our telephone up through our internet connection. This of course means we need to take care of our internet connection first. To compound the issue I am currently searching for gainful employment, but to send in a resume void of any number to contact me at seems to me pointless. Additionally, I recently discovered that in preparing my computer for the coming semester and upgrading my flagging hard drive that I neglected to back up my files as I should have. Consequently, I erased nearly all of my documents of any real value, such as my current resume. So having no way to reach anyone short of walking back and forth to campus, having no internet connection at home, and the bookstore packed silly with people preventing me from making purchases in a timely manner I have a lot of empty time on my hands. It always seems we have time when we don't want it and don't have it when we do want it. Ah well.

Knowledge of the ages from respected sages

I hope to broach this subject with the eloquence I believe it deserves. Quotes to me have always been a source of hope, courage, and understanding. Somehow there seems to me a certain magic in the words of great leaders and philosophers. One such quote that had meant a great deal to me personally is what George Henry Lewes said of grief, "The only cure for grief is action." I spent a good number of painful nights without this knowledge, simply resigning myself to certain fates and, I'm not proud to say, taking what comfort I could from self-pity. Having read the previous statement no one should suppose that such is my challenge at present for such is not the case. It seems a simple statement perhaps, but it has, to use an old cliché, changed my life. I know that in my own life real knowledge, applicable knowledge or wisdom is not an easy thing to obtain. So quotes to me represent more than simple advice, but rather a gift made most precious by the difficulty in attaining it. Perhaps I am attributing too much nobility to a very simple matter, but I don't think so. One of my favorite poems, which I include among my quotes is this one.

I walked a mile with Pleasure,
She chatted all the way,
But left me none the wiser,
For all she had to say.

I walked a mile with Sorrow,
And ne’er a word said she;
But oh! The things I learned from her,
When Sorrow walked with me.
~Anonymous

Sometimes it's just not your day