Pardon the Hiatus

Oooof I apologize for the rather large hiatus. I was out with the plague...but that was really only the past week so it's not really a legitimate excuse for missing an entire month. Pretty sure I had nothing of comical and/or entertainment value to blab about to my imaginary audience. Just the same old rants about construction (yeah, they're still there...pretty sure the snow will not impede forward progress or blanket the amount of noise created) and such.

Anyways. Yesterday I discovered a building in Ann Arbor that absolutely reeks of Lays BBQ Potato Chips. On my way to dinner at Palio my nostrils were assaulted by the heavy scent and it didn't take more than two seconds to figure out why it was so familiar. The scented building resides on William Street, right next to Raja Rani...it's an apartment building of sorts...I'm not sure why it's producing that smell, but it could pass for a BBQ Lays Factory if I were, say, blind or something. So crazy.

I may have failed my quiz last night. Totally fine. No huge consequences, just have to take it again, but the sad part of it all is that when they handed it out the disclaimer was "This is the easiest quiz you'll ever take." Yeah, not so much. My mind was a bit jumbled. Perhaps I was still boggled by the BBQ Lays phenomenon. It's hard to say. Anyways, I haven't received an e-mail that said I failed yet, so I might be in the clear by some miracle. One of my answers for the "Who is the national president of APO?" question was "It's not Maggie Katz! Ha." Well. It actually is Maggie Katz. So that's just fantastic. Oh well. Not the end of the world. At least I don't receive letter grades from organizations...

The spanish oral exam was this morning...approximately forty minutes ago. Boy. I'm not sure. We'll see what comes of that...at least I successfully spoke in spanish for 9ish minutes. I think. I didn't say anything in english, so I'm gonna go ahead and view it as a success. Some of it might be considered Spanish Blabber That Doesn't Make Sense, but I don't mind. The Prof. knew I was really nervous...considering I was shaking and engaging myself in breathing exercises so I wouldn't toss the cookies everywhere. Yeah, joke life.

In other news, the Loser Cruiser is officially a victim of bullying. Not only was he attacked a couple weeks ago (and retains a permanent dent in his side as a reminder of the painful experience), but I walked out the door the other day to utilize this form of transportation only to find him donned with orange construction cones. I'm not sure if someone is playing some cruel construction joke on me, or is simply hating on the LC for no reason. It's difficult to determine. Either way, a stake out is in order...or something. Maybe Brain will booby trap it...that would be ideal.

Alright folks! That's all I've got. Lo siento for the largo pause in the written word from yours truly, but it's finals time...aka Crunch Time...so there might be another pause for a couple of weeks. Then again, I always say that and end up writing again a few days later as an excuse NOT to study...oooh poor life choices...