Never Again
Never again shall Jan Term at Whitworth darken my schedule. Never again will I have to sit through a boring lecture on serotonin. Never again will I have to take a three-hour nap while some southern-fried chemist drones on and on and on about reuptake inhibitors. Never again will I have to include a glossary of terms on my papers. You get the picture.
Last night, with a poster project and a 5 page paper hanging over my head, I decided to forgo my responsibilities and watch a crappy movie. So I watched Underworld. Again. It was crappy the first time I saw it, crappy the second time I saw it, and it remains crappy to this very day. At any rate, that meant that I had to pull all of my work together this morning, which I did okay at. I BS'd the poster and finished up the paper with time to spare. We then presented, and I was scott free. At that point, I picked up my little sister to take her to the airport. Did I mention I am heliophobic? Yeah. Long story. At any rate, after getting back from the airport, Justin and I headed out to the Comic Book Store, that mecca of Spokane Geeks everywhere. We got some comics, grabbed some food on our way home, and then watched Versus, which I have spoken of before on this site. Then Renee called from New York, so I talked with her for a bit. She seems to be having a blast over there, seeing the sites and sights, and generally enjoying herself. That is good for her. I wish I were going somewhere cool for the break, but I'm not. Oh well.
Well, I believe this wraps up tonight's session.
P.S., check out The Onion for this week. It's pretty damned good.
2 Comments:
Sorry to interrupt your stream of consciousness but ...do you know Bjorn Valstrom, Denmark? has a son Troels. Trying to contact him.
I did not know that. If I run into a Danish guy named Troels, I'll pass that on. I suppose an incoherent comment is better than no comment at all.
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