Overheard on campus today:

Teacher: Just study for the test. Stop talking to me about your grade; you’ve talked to me about your grade a hundred times this semester.

Student: No, not a hundred times. Just ten times.

(Ten times??!! That’s almost once a WEEK! Stop stalking your teacher.)

Seen today from the bus window:

A delivery truck for Yosemite Water with the first of three side-panels rolled up so that the side of the truck actually read “SEMITE WATER.”

Recent events:

Hectic for me as the semester winds down. Steve had a birthday but has been really sick. Awful. Congestion, sore throat … in bed three whole days. He’s back at work today, hopefully not pushing himself too much. In case I don’t get what he has, I seem bent on insuring a state of illness via the box of cookie dough I’m polishing off here in the TA office. But this is not my fault, because my friends each only had one dough-ball (yes, Sarah, what kind of friend are you). In other news, I’m traveling to Atlanta tomorrow night for a weekend early Christmas celebration with my dad and Pauline AND with Cheri, Erica and Dani. I packed my suitcase yesterday, and it is in the car already. Is it obvious I’m excited or what?