right. the whole going back to sleep thing didn't work at all. I think I might go play piano now at MAB and pretend I'm a music major so I don't get kicked out.
Here, entertain yourself with this bit that I stole from Erin O's profile:
MEDICINE: You are provided with a razor blade, a piece of gauze and a bottle of scotch. Remove your appendix. Do not suture your work until your work has been inspected. You have 15 minutes.
PUBLIC SPEAKING: 2,500 riot-crazed immigrants are storming the local Citizens Advice Bureau. Calm them. You may use any ancient language except Greek or Latin.
MUSIC: Write a piano concerto. Orchestrate and perform it with flute and drum. You will find a piano under your seat.
ENGINEERING: The disassembled parts of a high powered rifle have been placed in a box on your desk. You will also find an instruction manual, printed in Swahili.
In 10 minutes, a hungry Bengal tiger will be admitted into the room. Take whatever action you feel appropriate. Be prepared to justify your decision.
The only reason I'm up is because my roomie just left and of course I had to say good-bye to her.
Oh, and I just got an e-mail from J.P. Adams saying he's decided to stay the entire year in England which means I'll be heading Last Lectures for the rest of the year.