I'm sitting here in the computer lab, failing to concentrate on summarizing a case brief for Lujan v. Defenders of Wildlife (for Constitutional Law), and, then stupidly, I follow a link from a Wikipedia article on Bruce Babbitt (who happened to be the Secretary of the Interior after Manuel Lujan) and end up reading through the profiles of last year ( Read more... )

I just picked up The Martian Chronicles and read "The Off Season" and "The Watchers" from it.

You must as well. Immediately.

All I want to do is go to bed.

When I lie down, the coughing gets ten times worse.

My uvula may have fallen out.

So I'm up.

I don't know why, but something about the aftertaste of the water from the Neifert Basement drinking fountain makes me think of the taste of blood.

Insert Soylent Green joke that Claire won't get here.

It'd probably be for the best if you do not press this button.

Penguins.

Finally talked to my advisor about studying abroad. I am delinquent.

Unless exceptions can be made, I have to take two German classes next term to meet my requirements. And then Con Law, so I'm filled up, which is unfortunate.

Maybe I just won't go, or go to Copenhagen or something.

I want to spend the rest of my life with Beverly.

God willing, that will somehow happen.

A number of the Conger 2 people are going to go get tested for HIV because the testing center is giving out $10 Hy-Vee gift certificates.

Something's wrong here.

EDIT: HIV and Hy-Vee...Hi-V...two things wrong.

I've been ill for the past several days, what with the sore throat and the wet, hacking cough and so on. I barely managed to be well enough to work yesterday, and then only because I couldn't find anybody to sub for me. I washed my hands a lot and worked hard not to cough, but still I hope y'all didn't order anything from the Gizmo around then ( Read more... )

Something was off about the first night back. Things didn't go so well ( Read more... )