Sic Gaudes Valeo

Finals have ended and a few of them proved to be less than easy, for which I no longer believe they shall be invited to tea. Philosophy of Science and Nature while wonderfully interested in my own opinions on the nature of the human soul, more specifically when it becomes uniquely human, it did not see fit to warn me that it would be open book. As such I was forced to go through from memory alone, which was bad. Thankfully I remembered most of the years readings, including page numbers for quotation, which was good.

Several days since my finals have passed, however, and I am back home. Well, it is not quite home yet, but it is getting there. Sweet residence Chicago. The job market here is not as bad as Central New York, and I just may find some mullah for the Mikey, which similar to my moment of memory, is also good.