Cork on the Fork

The Gods of Class Registration Smile Softly, with the words, “Sleep,
young one. Sleep.”

I wish I could remember to carry my tape recorder to certain events.
Ah, the quotes I could retain. Honestly, the things people say that
mean so little to themselves can mean so much to someone
else.

Less than a day till the first of my major projects come due, and then
its all downhill until it starts uphill again. Eh, no one likes a
smooth ride.

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Today I was amazed at how Interesting Queuing seemed. Then 
realized it was because my teacher is insane, and I was just
interested in listening to his idle chatter about “Water Burger.”
Whatever the hell that is.

I’ve decided it’s almost worth transferring out of JMU because of
Virginia, the dukes cashier, who charges me $8.67 for a bagel and two
boxes of cereal. Perhaps I can do away with her while she is taking a
break? Nah, I’d have to touch her and stuff.

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In Other News:

– The Colossus has been Assigned to the Capella System. Booyah!

– ‘Cuse Won

– PJ asked if he could read American Psycho. I had to deny him.
Logistics…….and Physics.

– Girls asking me to visit their suite? Jenny, Sara, you may not
realize what you’ve started.

– I think two of my suitemates are involved (wink).

– Does anyone remember the animated Ghostbusters Series?

Back off man. I’m a scientist.