a thought

it's time's like these... 12:20am at night, when i'm sitting at the computer, programming to solve a math problem and waiting for the computer to churn out data, brainstorming how i can make the program in question more efficient, counting out and lining up the chocolates i bought today* while i wait, that i know it's not possible that i'm "normal" (whatever that means)

*(i can't buy a bag of mixed candy without first lining them up and removing the extras so that there's the same amount of each kind in the bag... i even eat the extras in a particular order... say i buy a bag of m&ms that comes with 10 yellow, 5 red, 6 brown, 7 green... i'll put 5 of each in the bag... eat 3 yellow, then 1 each of yellow and green, then eat 1 each of yellow, brown, and green before i can touch the rest of the bag)

while the fact that i consider the above "fun" is evidence that i'm probably in the right field of work, it makes me wonder how much different my life would be if my head weren't so weird.