2:04

I was home for Easter. It was nice to see people. It took me exactly 2 hours and 4 minutes to go from my driveway to my parking spot at my apartment. That is an average of almost 75 mph.

So today I was sitting in the fishbowl (computing place in Angell Hall) and the guy across from me kept sticking his feet in my area. One time his feet landed on top of mine and my feet objected. During this objection of the feet, I muttered "get off of my feet" and then the guy said "sorry". And I was thinking 'crap, did he hear me? or was he just saying sorry for dirtying my shoes?' I didn't think I had said it loud enough for anyone to hear, but his sorry didn't sound loud either. And then after a few minutes he left and said jokingly that we no longer had to play footsie. And that was my exciting and interesting experience of the day.

The graduate students' union is planning to strike tomorrow. I don't want to have to go to class because I need to write my paper that I should be doing right now instead of writing this blog. I have over 1500 words. I'm over halfway there.