1 split lip, 2 black eyes

I look like someone beat the crap out of me. My lip is split and I still haven't had a chance to get replacement blistex. Tomorrow I will surely pick some up. As for the black eyes, well, that's from lack of sleep. Seriously, I look housed.

My oral presentation is on Wednesday. Not looking forward to it. Not a fan of presenting in front of a class filled with my peers. Luckily, the criticism I'm presenting on is an easy read. Some of the essays we read this semester would have made as much sense if they were written in Sanskrit. I still don't know how to pronounce the writer's name; Ngugi wa Thiong'o. I'll need to look it up before I present, or try to only mumble it quickly and never mention his name again.

I drove through lakes to get to work today. Damn rain! Some guy in a minivan must have assumed his vehicle was impervious to water damage. As I slowed down and drove through the middle of the road attempting to find the highest ground, the jackass in the minivan blasted past me. Refusing to slow down, the driver sped through a second lake-like puddle. This time the water had the last laugh. The minivan jerked a bit, slowed down, and eventually stalled at the end of the second puddle. I drove by grinning. Mean? Yes. But still satisfying.

Ok, it's late and I'm housed. Goodnight.

-Sergei xo

Song of the Day:
Antarctica - Absence