all the words are replaced and wrong
with a shower of yeahs and whatevers
-new pornographers
If anyone could please get “Letter from an Occupant” out of my head, where it is nearly every other day, that’d be great. I love listening to it on my walk in, it’s so damn catchy with it’s woo-oo-oo-oo-oos, I don’t care that it turns me into a frackin’ iPod commercial, complete with dancing shadow.
it's the song, the song, the song that's shaking me
This is my least favorite part of the semester – time for students to do their data analyses. They keep me on my feet answering questions I’ve already answered with handouts and little monologues about the most common problems and questions students have encountered in the THREE years I’ve been TAing this class. Is it 4:00 yet? Every Thursday the prof buys his TAs coffee and sweets and I’ve become dependent on the weekly free sugar fix. Maybe I’ll go read some Piled Higher and Deeper that feels my pain. I really need to get me one of these.
Girls’ Night Out on Saturday, woo hoo!
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