Today, I would just like to say that I adore adjunct faculty. It's a good thing Prof. Kelley works at MSU most of the time, otherwise I would not have performed nearly as well on my research paper. Or my exams, for that matter, I'm sure.

Okay, so I'm retracting my statement about cutting myself off until tomorrow evening. This is, however, only partially because I'm hooked. It's also because Stewart is, as always, wussing out and giving us an extension. I aksed him for one in jest in his office today, and I assumed his response in the affirmative was also a joke, but apparently I was mistaken. So, since I now have several more days to work on this, I can allow myself small luxuries such as continuing to blog at work. Good thing I did that Adopt-A-Highway thing with the Honors Pogrom today.

That reminds me, since Westblade plans on removing the "u" from "Honours" next year, "Hono_rs Program" has lost its humor; or, worse yet, the fans of the "u" may steal it from me in protest, just like homosexuals stole "queer" from Homer Simpson. At any rate, from now on I'm going to suggest we call it the Honors Pogrom and go around persecuting small, ethnic villages as our philanthropy.
Exeo.

For those of you who couldn't tell already, blogs have begun to take over my life. I just hope that it's just yet another phase of stuff that totally occupies me online and will soon fade. Problem is, this stuff isn't just more of the same, day in, day out. One is never done reading them. There's always something else, and thus another reason to hit that "Refresh" button. Maybe being in Spain and cutting myself off pretty much cold-turkey will do the trick. Guess we'll see. In the meantime, I think I'm cutting myself off until five o'clock tomorrow evening for Stewart papers.
Mors omnium viri vocat.

If you're looking for a little fun sometime, ask Garnjobst about the Sortes Virgilianae.

I'm not entirely sure as to why I find it so difficult to study when I'm at work in the computer labs. Maybe it's the glow of the monitors. Maybe it's the hum of the fans. Maybe it's the random angry outbursts from people losing data or being computer illiterate. Maybe it's the enclosed space. Maybe it's the lack of friends around. Maybe I'm just lazy. Maybe this isn't a very motivation-inducing environment. Maybe the call of the internet is just too strong in my blood. Maybe I have an innate desire to be unproductive when there's a computer in front of me, to turn to it rather than to the next page in my book. Maybe I'm developing ADD. Maybe it's just that it's spring and I wish I were outside. Maybe my thoughts are merely elsewhere and so I do things that don't require concentration so my mind can do what it wishes as I go about some meaningless task at the keyboard. Ugh; maybe it's the heat. Maybe it's eager anticipation of finishing the semester, of going away, of going home, of eventually not having to study at all. Maybe it's all of these things. Actually, I'm sure it is all of these things, it's just a matter of which is prominent when. I sure need to learn some better discipline, and soon.

Due to the overwhelming positive response to the SCG, i.e. Metzger liked it, I am also recommending the Abuse-a-tron.

I'm not sure exactly what I was thinking when I decided to cover a 1-4 shift in the Graphics Lab today. Not only will I also be here from 8-11 tonight, but outside right now is perhaps the most fantastic weather Hillsdale has witnessed in a long, long time. Oh well. You make choices, and you live with them.

If none of you have seen The Surrealist Compliment Generator yet, then it's worth a look. I keep it set as my Home page in IE. I find it provides some excellent material for oh-so-many things.