Every time I think about my professionale website, I think I ought to improve this thing so I don't sound like a rambling loony with schizo tendencies, or something. OH, and I like apples.

Current favorite band, +/- 2.4 months: GOLDFRAPP

I got to make rebar sing a few weeks ago, with raisin rosin (incidentally, I had to search "violin powder" to recall what it was called).

Is it weird that I actually enjoy organic chemistry? And chemistry in general? And am now writing a paper on chemical rhetorics to get into grad school? Which I'm going for again, in a different way?

The episodes of my life continue:

10.1007
Tony discovers that John's set up Danny with Sabine. Stacy plans for her weekend with Sky. Deryc and Sam marshal the physics class into a suite of experiments at which Vicki doesn't do so well. Sarah discovers that her "difficult" chemistry test was exactly the same as last year's. And Melissa reveals that she has a crush on the tall guy with the pompadour.

So I just:

(*) found out that a guy who was a year above me in high school is likely going to be adjuncting at Yavapai next year, in the science department. Old physics TA, too. Could be doing more? Should be doing more? Ah, the vagaries of life. I'm not really bitter or anything, incidentally.
(*) almost got caught in a giant rainstorm.
(*) escaped that rainstorm via the umbrella of a friend who I ran into randomly, who I haven't seen since last year, and who I got to talk to for about two minutes while she walked me across in relative dryness to the cafeteria.

Now I just smell damp.

The world is a strange place.