December 7th, 2002


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Ordinarily I go to sleep to escape head pains.
I cannot do this when the head pains wake me up.
Spanish final in...8.5 hours. Damn the spanish final. I just want to sleeeeep...

I'd beat him with a trout, but I think he'll be suffering enough.

[note: The Kevin being referred to here is Kevin-from-Spanish]

Kevin wrote down the exam times. I saw him do it, as he got them from me. 2:00 - 4:45 pm, 3.01.02 in the business building. This is very different from what it says on the syllabus (sometime Wednesday afternoon), and I know not the reason for the change.
I get to the room for the exam. Sit down. Turn in a take-home quiz I'd kept. No Kevin.
More people came in. No Kevin.
We began the test. No Kevin.
I turn in my paper, come home, and IM him: "Where. Were. You."
He'd forgotten. He thought it was at 5 pm, somehow or other.
Eeek. Sucks to be Kevin.

Re: Microwave Radiation

[17:16] feyr: So that's where the Cleavage of Doom came from...
[17:17] feyr: I didn't think anything with such diabolically attractive properties could be human...yep. When I met you I thought, "Well, that's either the result of a pact with Satan or standing in front of a microwave to develop superpowers."
[17:18] jenni_the_odd: *snif* that's the sweetest thing anyone's ever said to me

(no subject)

Anyone else think that the commonly made mistake of "Hedwig and the Angry Itch" (It's supposed to be 'Angry INCH') sounds like some sort of evil sentient yeast infection?