Just when I thought that my lost weekend wasn't all that lost, Diana hands out all kinds of stuff to read in our "spare time". Yes, she laughed while she said it, but I believe that she has a bit of a mean streak in her. Perhaps that explains all the black of which vulture complains so much.

Knock on wood, I think that I'm finally feeling better. I'm not so woozy tonight. I thought that I was going to pass out in our first class today. And it wouldn't have been because our favourite school-puppy finally asked his first question of the semester. It brought a cheer from our corner of the room. Warning: I will remind everyone of that little cheer in a few weeks when his questions have become slightly painful. Aside from that, I honestly don't remember much from today, except that vulture was excited to see that our instructor was wearing a red belt, and that jnadiger showed too much innovation this early in the semester by dashing across the street for a bubble tea during our break. He will be punished by myself and meladuck, who, in the same amount of time, had dragged our sorry asses upstairs for uninspiring apple juice and a weak tea. WEAK TEA!