Why do term papers have to be due the morning after someone leaves the doors unlocked on the Birch Mansion?  It's cooler than I though on the inside, but, alas, time constraints only let me check out the lobby and the hallway.  Pray for more carelessness custodians tomorrow night.

Ha, two posts in one night!

Okay, peoples.  So late night JUST closed and I have about four hours of reading and at least two of test prep ahead of me, probably more, and if I don't sleep then I will be zombie-like when I take my test and that will suck.  I wanted to get something from the vending machine but I'm out of cash and so I found $1 in quarters, not the $1.50 I need to get bottle of Pepsi.  So I bought a bag of pretzels instead.  Bad idea, because now I'm really thirsty and I'm going to waste at least 20 minutes walking to the ATM in the student center and emptying my bank account so I can have a $5 bill with which to buy some bag of shit from the vending machine so I can get four dollars back and literally turn around and deposit two singles into the soda machine, because, of course, the soda machine does not take $5 bills.

The Sorry State of Collegiate Exploration

There's no place left to explore anyone.  I've wandered all over this campus, except in the Village, but there I'm a bit afraid of drunks and of facing the scrutiny of Public Safety.  Otherwise I've been in every residence hall and just about every corner of the academic complex.  I examined the new Spiritual Center just a few minutes ago.  That leaves only the Village and the athletic fields (for those I have to cross Route 202), and neither really inspires my explorer instinct.