I'm back, baby!

Okay, after composing a series of lame and overly academic blogs for my stupid comprehensive exams, I'm ready to start getting back to the day to day entries. I'm sitting next to the scabby elbowed Christina, who is my bestest, new friend. Her skin feels a might clammy - I just checked it. She's singing "In the Garage" to an unknown person on the phone. Last night, she Chad, Jean, and I hangeded out at Pub 500 last night. These guys had me in stitches. Their rendition of the clapping lesbian was brilliant. Jean, you rock! I have really nothing of import to express, except for the fact that I really dislike Emily Dickinson, and don't want to discuss her at the pub tonight.