Paying the Gravity Bill

I'm pretty sure Ylvi is remiss on some of their payments.

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I've been working pretty much all weekend on homework. I was up till 3 on Friday night doing Spanish grammar exercises and writing summaries for Mexican soap opera episodes, till 2 on Saturday night preparing an essay for History and trying to read the Paideia book, and now it's 1:45 on Sunday night and I'm hoping for 4 hours of sleep tonight. It's not that I usually have this much homework- I'm just going to be gone this next week of classes through Thanksgiving break, so I'm making up the work I'm going to miss ahead of time.

So my brain's pretty fried right now and I have to apologize if any of my sentences seem illogically organized or completely incomprehensible. Anyways I chose that Calvin and Hobbes comic because I both empathize with Calvin and feel rather jealous of him. Why does he always have the sweetest excuses for not doing his homework? Mine just seem lame; I can't really rationalize not doing homework by explaining to my professors the complex psychological and emotional impacts social network sites have on the adolescent brain (read, Facebook is addicting).

All I've done this weekend is study, except for Saturday morning and afternoon when I went to the cross country meet. That was a lot of fun, though it was absolutely freezing. We drove down in the morning jamming out to an eclectic mix of Simon and Garfunkel, the Backstreet Boys, Hanson and Shaggy. Anyways what I mean to say is that I can't really vouch for the social life of college right now. Pretty much just the academic one. But I can say that Ylvi has nice study lounges (yay, go Luther).

If you had known me before college you would think that my suddenly and radically different behavioral pattern this weekend somewhat resembles a heroin addict donning a Santa suit to snap candid photos with children at the mall. (I'm sorry. Yes I'm dead tired right now but somehow I was going for being in a positive role model situation when one isn't really used to that role. No I've never done heroin.) Ultimately, what I'm trying to convey is that when one really sits down and decides to do something, he can do it. Or she can do it.

Take it easy,

Danny