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It's been a long time since I posted. Sometimes I will think about posting for a while and then realize I have nothing to say. That is actually the case now.
This is really just a way of getting away from some reading I have to do. I was reading something by someone named 'Bhabha' and it wasn't really something I wanted to read, though I'll probably go back to reading it once I get done writing this.
There has actually been one point of interest in my life recently, and it involves yogurt. You see, yogurt is something I keep in my (laughably small) dorm-fridge so I can eat it when I'm hungry [aside: I think, just in terms of how it looks, 'hungry' might be the ugliest word in the English language]. Anyways, twice now I have opened the fridge to discover that a yogurt is missing. Who is taking these yogurts? And why? The only way to figure out is to poison my yogurts and then when someone I know dies, the culprit will be revealed (and dead). This way I can combine the sleuthing/killing aspects of detective work in an efficient manner.
Another yogurt related story: for reasons not worth going into, I am slowly developing a collection of pen names that are puns on the names of staff members at the Macalester radio station. The first of these is 'James Yogurt', a pun on the forbiddingly cool local music director Joe Schwiegert. Hopefully he'll never find out.
This is really just a way of getting away from some reading I have to do. I was reading something by someone named 'Bhabha' and it wasn't really something I wanted to read, though I'll probably go back to reading it once I get done writing this.
There has actually been one point of interest in my life recently, and it involves yogurt. You see, yogurt is something I keep in my (laughably small) dorm-fridge so I can eat it when I'm hungry [aside: I think, just in terms of how it looks, 'hungry' might be the ugliest word in the English language]. Anyways, twice now I have opened the fridge to discover that a yogurt is missing. Who is taking these yogurts? And why? The only way to figure out is to poison my yogurts and then when someone I know dies, the culprit will be revealed (and dead). This way I can combine the sleuthing/killing aspects of detective work in an efficient manner.
Another yogurt related story: for reasons not worth going into, I am slowly developing a collection of pen names that are puns on the names of staff members at the Macalester radio station. The first of these is 'James Yogurt', a pun on the forbiddingly cool local music director Joe Schwiegert. Hopefully he'll never find out.