Ha!

[evilhippo]

So... I am so totally vidicated about my sickness! So many people got sick over the past two days that they actually shut down the kitchen in BJ because they thought it might be food poisoning because most of them went to the hospital. They did fail a few of the health inspections, but it turns out it's just a particularly nasty virus and not food poisoning at all. However, I'm still all achey and stuff, so I certainly hope I can go to class tomorrow. And I'll still feel super-horrible if I can't make the meet. Why? Why do I feel guilty so easily?? It's not my fault I'm sick. At least some people (roomie and person in here playing Casltevania excluded) are sympathetic. They keep offering me stuff. It makes me feel happy and loved. Wooo. Maybe I'll go have some tea now. I did manage to do laundry tonight (something that was quite a few days overdue), but I still haven't touched my calc homework. I suppose I'll try to do it tomorrow. I'll e-mail my TA, he might take pity on me. It certainly wouldn't be fair that if in high school if you got sick the day homework was due, you could turn it in late, but if it happens in college it doesn't work that way. Oh, and since I e-mailed my paper to my professor this morning, he sent me an e-mail back with the discussion questions and the next essay. Thankfully I've got more than a week to do it, but the weird thing is that there are two essay choices... number 1 and number 3. It leaves me rather thoroughly confused. And they are just as obtuse as the last questions, too. Only now it's about poetry. I'm not sure if that is better or worse. Gah!

"I'll kill you AND the night!"