*thinks springy thoughts*

I just realized this morning why RTD chose to have the Doctor play the particular song he does at the beginning of "Tooth and Claw."

It's good to be a lunatic...

I R idiot. Do I get an award? (In my defense, I didn't actually understand the lyrics when I watched the episode; I had to see it written out somewhere online before I realized what he was singing.)

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Ah, Summer Sendoff, the 48-hour party. It's interesting living South during Sendoff. On the one hand, broken beer bottles and having to take the long way to Peirce to avoid the Frisbee games. On the other hand, it does give me some genuine happiness to see everyone out in the quad enjoying the warm weather: cooking out, sunning themselves, beginning to drink themselves into a stupor even at 10 in the morning, and generally chilling out before the home stretch that is finals.

And even if it's in service of idiocy, you have to admire the ingenuity of some of the drinking games people can come up with. The rely race involving Frisbees going on outside one of the other apartment buildings is a fairly complex method of getting smashed, really.

Of course, I can smile benevolently upon all of this because Old Kenyon eats 75% of the noise from the quad, and what the building doesn't absorb, the downhill slope to my apartment does. Even the massive noise that'll be coming from the Sendoff stage tonight will probably be mostly caught by these things. If I could hear everything going on outside, I would be considerably less sanguine about this whole weekend.

Plus, cotton candy, ice cream sundaes, and watching/listening to Whitney in Potato Famine tonight, hopefully all that the same time. And all of it free! Well, okay, it's actually from the student activities fee they charge at the beginning of the year, but whatever. *shrug*

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Still kind of dying, but not as badly. I may actually get around to answering comments/e-mails today after I make the necessary revisions to my P&T paper.