imagoldfish

Alright, nevermind the paper help. Just buy me stuff.

Damnit, I miss the ethos of the group struggle at the Fireside. The only company I have is my neighbor, who apparently needs absolute silence and stillness to work, but comes over for occasional cigarette breaks. I guess it's fair, I can only really write papers in my kitchen. But some human presence would be nice. It's just me and Johnny Cash over here, plugging away.

Hey, did I tell you guys that these suckers have hired me to run the discussion section (ie conference) of a college class next year? And now they're asking if I'll do one next quarter too. I can't believe that someone is gonna give me money to teach.