The closest thing yet to being in a musical.
Classes are over for the quarter, provided you are not a graduate student or part of the engineering program: I, for instance, have one more meeting of ME on Tuesday. I've basically decided I'm not going to do the reading, not least because it's a second week on post-Holocaust issues. Plus on several occasions the professor has hijacked the
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My classes will be over on Friday. Well, my classes were over today, actually, and then there's a test tomorrow morning and on Friday afternoon, and then we drink ourselves stupid and take our leave of one another until August (though if we fail, we end up in Vermont (?) together taking neuroscience). Unless, like me, you intend to spend your summer in Philly for No Good Reason.
("No Good Reason" = "possibility of sex" or, at the very least, "possibility of some kind of social life without my parents' careful scrutiny.")
But! We will be in Atlanta at the same time! I am bringing you your gift! Also I am bringing along Munna Bhai so that we can watch it! After we bake! Perhaps we can also watch Family Guy at some point! Also also we can meet Ryan for drinks, because we are all legal! Or we can relive high school and go for Cafe Intermezzo (drinks *and* dessert) / Waffle House / Shake n'Bake / Canton Cooks / that Mexican place up in Roswell ( ... )
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I think we all learned something, and that's DON'T GOOGLE YOUR PROFESSORS. Professors' lives are not to be inquired into (and vice versa): I saw MA wearing cargo shorts today, but - victory! - I was in class at the time so he couldn't ask me about the 580.
Until Atlanta, my friend.
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