i take off for toronto on saturday morning. i should not, should NOT, have to take an anthropology quiz friday morning. that’s stupid. classes that expect you to do anything really constructive when you’re an oliver stone film away from spring break (i.e. a few hours) are just wrong. “backwud”, as it were, as in facing the damn incorrect direction here. so i will not study for this, i will not even prepare in any way for this. if i do not know the answer to a question, i will write a short comical story about a monkey who has involved himself in some sort of mischief. everything will all work out.

thus is the luxury of pass/fail classes of which i only get one in four years, sadly. and the extra sad part was that i still did leagues better than a lot of people on the midterm a couple weeks ago. eh, i’m just a sharp guy.

blogger has a warning that at midnight it’s gonna be down for hours. that’s a long time. so i best be posting this a’fore it’s too late.

but before that, a quick plea: if you read this and you want to hang out tomorrow night, please contact me. my plane doesn’t leave til saturday morning, but all my roommates will be gone by late afternoon tomorrow and i’ll be all alone all night and i’m afraid of the dark when i’m by myself.

a ride to the airport on saturday so i don’t have to pay the shuttle service would also be welcome. as would free pony rides.

goodnight.