Till You've Seen Pele Blow

My neck hurts. I think I slept on it wrong. Or I need a bit less stress. Something.

Not that I've been fantastically stressed out. Just busy. But still having fun. Lecture series past two days. Skipped on Monday, had large amount of reading. Quit using proper grammar at some point in the last several minutes. Yeah. Went to Rebar between lectures yesterday. Today it was Gyros, where I had only patates in anticipation of dinner upon returning home. (Taquitos, yay!) Skipping tomorrow's afternoon lecture for a philosophy talk. Most likely. Should probably get involved with the other department I'm studying in at some point, eh?

Today I was in the English lounge when David Jones walked in and said, "So you're a sound tech in your other life?" I get the impression this information has been catalogued for future reference. Then I went back to perusing an issue of a journal I forget the name of which was devoted to Milan Kundera.

I should go sleep before I spiral further (furthur) into incoherence.