Ode

[vollmus]

Now that the kid twenty feet away has stopped playing Spanish soundbites and our Serenades song has removed itself from my head, I am finally making progress on my essay. I'm about two-fifths of the way through it, and I've been working for less than an hour. This bodes well, as an electronic copy is due in my professor's inbox by five and I'm leaving for my sister's wedding at three. Two hours, forty-four minutes and counting!

God, I love Smullin. This building is perfection, and this microcomputer lab is heaven.