Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Dead Week

Oh dear sweet seminar paper, how I love thee... all ten pages, every last word, a migraine and a half. And Mr. "I'm better than you are" Darwin, if you weren't already dead, I'd hang you every morning for a month. "Survival of the fittest," my whiny ass.

I have a HUGE pot of turkey noodle soup stewing in my new stock pot right now (thanks for the pot and the turkey, Mom, I love you a million times. Even got the last bag of egg noodles in the whole town this morning).

One thought: I will receive more value in heat energy this term by burning my now-outdated textbooks than by trying to return them to the bookstore. Not joking.

I will stop blogging and start writing another paper now... sheesh.

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