THE LIFE AND TIMES OF A LESSER NIGHT OWL

I can't help it. Until like, 1AM there's nobody around, and then all the sudden The Lounge becomes happening. So if I want to have a social life, aside from lunch and dinner dates, well . . . I have to be up when it's late too. So I've been staying up till 3AM every night, and then getting up at 8:30 for class. Not exactly a horrible lack of sleep, but it's taking it's toll, slowly.

Any news? Not really. Prudy Hall was merciful in her grading of my research proposal for Biochem-- I got a 93!!! I'm glad: after spending a full overnight 12 hours on that thing, it BETTER do well. In other news. . .could be some impending doom for others (sounds like a weather report, only much more stormy!), but my life appears rather sedate. Oh baby let's keep it that way. That's about all, event-wise.

This is the part of the entry when we talk about our feelings. Yes, boys and girls, we've all got them. I've decided that mine, while making perhaps the most sense they ever have, still on the whole do not follow decent logic. Now, for a profound-sounding quote, found on a this page.

Life is finite,
While knowledge is infinite.
--Zhuang Zi

OK, bedtime. Tomorrow I escape from Hiram for the day, with luck!