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Sick despite my attempts not to be. I hope I don't lose my voice any more-- talking turns out to be really important to me right now. (Shocking, I know.)

I'm also really wussy about the cold when I'm sick. It makes me feel like a hypocrite for how I act all of the rest of the time.

Some number of songs meme:

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I like how from my window I can see St. Olaf's wind turbine.

I do not like that the differential equations homework does not work on my computer, so I will have to leave the dorm and go out through the cold to the CMC when I do it. Realistically, this should be Tuesday. Or later.

I like that comps means figuring out modular representation theory by myself. I will feel very smart if I succeed at all.

I don't like that the time limit makes me wonder if I will succeed at all. Also, that representation theory makes me wonder this.

I'm looking forward to folkdancing tonight. I haven't danced since Tuesday... no, I went to the Formal Dance, which was beautiful. But I did not dance too much, really, both for feeling awkward with people and for being sickish. (Oh, Katie (who doesn't read this) if only my awkward situations ended when I left Budapest. Life would be so simple!)

I'm not sure what else to say. The plant babies seem healthy, which is nice for me.