this really only has to do with Carleton

Apparently I'm ahead of the curve on the getting-sick thing. Which means I'm getting better now! (It's been about 3 days, if you've got what I have. I'm basically all the way functioning now, except for the part where I take being sick as an excuse to not work.)

I'm done with one of three classes, now. In theory I could be done with another, but due to the refusing to do anything productive while even slightly sick thing, I'm not even close.

I'm worried about leaving here, that like most years I won't really make an effort to see most folks at the end, here, and won't properly say goodbye, and that will be sad. But in reality this year there will be a lot of time with no real excuse for not trying to see folks, so hopefully that will take care of things. I will still have to try. It's a little annoying that what I want is people alone, not in groups, since I suspect groups will be easier to find. Still, I'm clever, I should be able to do this. Also, I should stop whining, but that's what you get for choosing to read this.

Tomorrow evening is the Dead Days Pickin' and Grinnin'. You know you won't accomplish anything if you try to do work. Come sing about death instead. (I love the death songs. So much.) (Chapel basement, 9pm.)