Word of the Day: brusque It's like walking with the wounded, carrying that weight way too far, concrete pulled you down so hard, out there with the wounded, we're missing you I got all done with my psychology test and sent it in about half an hour ago. Without proofreading it, of course, because that's my new method. The less the effort, the higher the grade. We'll see. I don't know what Dr. Garza's talking about when he goes off on long writing processes. I spent a day on my Freud part of the last test and I got a 95 on it. Maybe he likes me because I'm animated in class. So now that I'm done with my tests, I have all the reading I neglected to do. Ah me, it never ends. But actually, it does, and when it does I'll be complaining about having nothing to do. I have Adam Smith crap, half of The Captive Mind, some stuff for psychology, probably something else I can't remember right now. And that's what I'm doing tonight, both before and after the Madonna/Theresa Hall Mixer at 7. Mmmmmmmmm, spaghetti (even though it's RFoC).