no one suspects the butterfly...

In retelling my journeys, as in making them, I do not know how to stop -- Rousseau

10.07.2004

Spent a lot of the night studying Russian, I have my first quiz tomorrow. I was aided by my bathrobe. Actually, it was a distraction because I kept walking around acting like I was in Tombstone - tell 'em I'm coming and Hell's comin' with me- That kind of stuff. I almost jumped ship tonight. In my introductory ESS class one of the professors was talking about his research in Argentina and how he needed a student to help him look at a possible torn slab and volcanoes. It sounded like fun. Maybe Kelly should do it.

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