I am a liar, but not of the proverbial big, fat variety - more of the small, svelte sort that has been super busy over the past few weeks. I shall skip the excuses and get down to business with the deets. First the boring ones: my classes are (mostly*) great, Ann Arbor's great, cable/DVR's great and I'm coaching again. Now the juicy ones:
-Today I was mistaken for an undergrad when two Sorority sisters attempted to convince me to rush. 24 is the new 18.
-I have had a handful of assignments thus far and on every single one my score has been perfect minus one. Seriously... 14/15, 23/24, 27/28, 4/5, and 6.1/7 which is close enough.
-I spilled an entire small cup of coffee at the top of a sloped auditorium and miraculously escaped without enemies.
-I strained a major muscle in my left quad playing IM softball (our team name is SPH Pandemic).
-I've started drinking organic milk; I swear it tastes better and it practically does not expire.
HR,
Ms. Lagerfeld
*Pathophysiology: interesting information presented too quickly in the blandest form possible by a thick Brazilian accent. We're talking ah-noose instead of anus. And, yes, I just blogged the word anus.
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