well blogger was down. and i said a whole bunch of funny things too.

saw nam. saw grace. and ate u-dogs all in the same day. (u dogs are gourmet hot dogs btw)

laura still insists we hang out after her finals. she says not what we shall do, and she says not what for. she just mostly says not.

everyone always freaks out around finals. i haven't even had a certain class for 3 weeks.

next week and then done for the semester. imagine that. then i'm free to work whenever they want to crack the whip. feel like a mule. pack mule. following the carrot that is money and tolerating the snap.

next semester is probably genetics and chemistry. exciting life eh? yeah, exciting just like bread mold. invigorating just like an amoeba's sex life. lame just like the jerry lewis kids.