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Tuesday May 13, 2003

Work, grades, American Idol, and grace.

I've been training this week to take over the position of Animal Learning Laboratory Director in the psych department at school. All is going well, except for the fact that today I got pooped on seven times. I love these rats. Yesterday we got in a new shipment of little guys. Said one of our lab assistants: Iz eh fresh-ah mice-ah deleevery... That's Deborah for you.

Okay, I just checked my grades online. I got a B- in Research Methods. What?!! I don't even remember the last time I got a B- in anything... probably not since sophomore year of high school or something. I think I'm going to ask the professor to show me the breakdown of my grade. Trusting I am not.

Something I'd like to know: is anyone else glued to the TV every time American Idol comes on? It's just a stupid amateur talent show, but I have to watch it. I just... have to. I don't know why, I just want to see who gets axed next. I finally understand why those crazy French folks liked spending so much quality time standing around a guillotine.

And now from the guillotine to the Divine pardon: the most awesome post I have ever read on a blog. Really.


I don't get it. You don't even care that I'm gone? I thought we were friends.

Summer on May 14, 2003 08:44 PM

Summer, we are friends, but what did you expect me to do? I don't understand. If you decided to leave, that's fine, I understand. Hosting is not a permanent thing... it's a atemporary way to have a web site while you're on your way to bigger and better things. You moved on to bigger and better things, and that's ok with me... what would you have me do?

Drina on May 14, 2003 10:33 PM