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I haven’t been updating lately because I haven’t felt cognizant enough to come up with several hundred words on the same topic at once. I’m still not over that feeling, though, so I’m going to dedicate this entry to random bits in an attempt to clear my head of its muddletude.

The urinal in the MWL Commons (okay, not ~in~ the commons, but you smell what I’m cooking) cracks me up every time I use it. “American Standard” is scripted in big letters across the front, followed by “3.8lpf.” 3.8 liters per flush. American Standard. Hee.

It snowed for several hours Thursday evening, and I loved it. I got to drive in it at its worst, too. It was great. Ames was asleep and I was sliding all over the place having a grand ol’ time. Today it was in the low 70s and sunny. I also loved it. I sat out on my roof for a couple of hours this afternoon, soaking in the sun and grading papers simultaneously. My laptop is useable in the sun if I get a good angle, which is good to know, as I’m hoping to do a lot of grading out-of-doors this summer.

I’m going to be extremely busy this next month. In fact, I’m going to be so busy that I don’t quite have a mental model worked out for how I’m going to handle my workload. Thus, I can’t really describe it to you. Suffice it to say that grading papers will probably be one of the more relaxing things I do for a while. Unless, of course, I decide to be stupid and go out to the bars a couple of nights. And I’m notoriously stupid.

I heard that the Pope was spotted giving a blessing on Easter Sunday, but that he couldn’t speak. I forget: does that mean it’s almost spring, or are we going to have six more weeks of winter?

I said something similar at the Easter dinner table at my grandma’s yesterday. My mom and dad then helped me degrade the conversation further into Popes popping out of groundhog holes and an elaborate Whack-a-Pope game in an all-Catholic theme park. I picture rides called things like “Our Lady of Perpetual Motion” and food stands serving communion (or as I like to call it, juice and Jeez-its). It was only afterwards that mom and dad realized that Lisa—who had come with me to dinner—was Catholic. Good times. :)

I still don’t know if I’m teaching this summer, which is very frustrating, considering I have to plan my entire summer around whether or not I have a job teaching or need to find employment elsewhere.

Why do they have the term “gainful employment”? Is there really a large section of the population simply working for the hell of it? Someday I hope to be rich enough to work for free…

I got five new t-shirts in the mail today, and I love ‘em. I bought them for myself as an I-love-me gift last week sometime. Actually, I bought them because I’d wanted to get a few shirts from threadless.com for quite some time, and they were having a 33% off sale, so I figured that was as good a time as any. I’m going to wear one tomorrow, since it’s supposed to be 70something again. I’m not going to wash it first, so I hope it doesn’t make me break out or anything. I know you’re supposed to wash new clothes before you wear them, but I’ve really got a thing for that New Clothes smell.

Enough! Go back to your lives. Wish me luck in mine. And comment, will ya? I’m beginning to worry the commenting system broke or something.