I had a morning of unrestrained noobiness.
I got up a couple hours late, skipped a couple classes, and didn't ask someone out. This means, I missed handing in a paper, and learning anything about Euthyphro, anything about domains, and co-domains, and an opportunity to eat fries with someone I fancy. Deplorable. Deplorable.
A prof volunteered me to write the Putnam this year, when I'm not really interested in getting slapped around in that way. Now I've gotta study my ass off for Dec. 1
st so I can impress this guy, or at least make a valiant stand. Gah.
I got my bus ticket back to London, maybe it will be nice to see those familiar streets. Hopefully. I really don't want to go "home." I'd rather have my stuff magically get tele-ported here. The new plan for reading week is to hopefully crash
chez
sonjaaa for a day or two, then maybe with Derek, or Christian. Maybe I should see if I can not go to Ailsa Craig, but rather travel the world in a magical mystery balloon, or back alley trash can.