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Another day, and very little analysis done. Maybe an all-nighter is in store. Or a pitiful result upon grading.

Meanwhile we razed Andy's eye-sore of a bookshelf. The puzzle at the office is still in its box wrapped in plastic, and I have yet to put up the dart board. (Tomorrow, Tuesday, ?)

Bert wore his blue scarf today. N.E. offered a kick to the shin for repeatedly calling her 'Nora Elizabeth'. And in a completely unexpected move, Bert named his 8th worm "Norbert". Awesome.

I wonder when the next pub outing will be. I could use one.

The paper I couldn't find the other day was my list of books. I found it. And I typed it up. Turns out I have 47 math books.

Oh, and Matt and Mike Geline and I gossiped about Bert and N.E. for hours after they left, all on Bert's desk.

Got an excellent grenade shot in Worms today.

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Comments

guess who
How sexy was the grenade shot?
pessimysticism
That's a funny thing for you to say, miss nora elizabeth, since you are so sheepish about public displays of affection... like the time when I called you and Bert on holding hands under the table in the pub. That was funny. Also, my desk is suprisingly comfortable, isn't it?
Anonymous
uhhh if you think you are sparing yer self another kick in the shins by calling me by my initials you're wrong mister.... ps. me and bert gossip about you all the time. we constantly discuss your facial hair behind your back. see you tomorrow stubbly. btw we make out on your desk. and mike's desk. i won't say what happens on matt's.
rjyoung
A dartboard. Mathematicians throwing sharp objects. Words cannot express. Eek. I mean, we've already seen what we can do with blunt, inflatable objects.