Yes, Hannah, that means you. I just had the weirdest thing happen with a soda (a 20-oz Dr. Pepper). It had been sitting in my freeze-anything-in-30-minutes-freezer for a couple of hours. When my pizza arrived, I pulled it out, only to find it still liquid (I was aiming for slushy). I shook it, to verify it’s liquid-ness. As soon as I loosened the cap, however, the drink began to solidify (in a downward wave, no less) into the slushy I wanted. Hella weird. I’ve seen it happen with water, too. My first thought was of pressure and temperature, but I know I don’t know what I’m talking about, ‘cuz those…

Yup, still alive. Just for the record, there are few things more disorienting that being woken up to a phone ringing, and having the call be a wrong number. *Ring, Ring* [I vault out of bed, thinking something bad has happened to the Roommate on her trip or to my mother, due just having a weird, completely unrelated nightmare…] Lissa: ‘Ello?Dude: Hey! How’s it going?Lissa: [Is this a telemarketer? No one else asks how I’m doing. Or one of Bridgy’s friends? The voice could be William’s…] Uh, well. Who is this?Dude: Good. Is this Marie?Lissa: [Is this guy throwing a party in the background? That’s just fucking rude. And who…

According to this, my writing style indicates I am male. I plugged in all 4556 words written for the month of October on this blog (and each entry separately), and all are consistently masculine. Admittedly, this is a “simplified” version of the real algorithm (and the stats on its success aren’t great, either), but it’s interesting, nonetheless. Worthy of a giggle. [Listening to: The Outsider – A Perfect Circle – Thirteenth Step (04:06)]

I just had an… interesting… evening with NSBE. I was supposed to propose a design for a new chapter website this past weekend, but events beyond my control conspired to keep the meeting from happening. Lucky for me, as I was sick all weekend and didn’t get the design done. Today after classes, though, I sat down and did a rudimentary, plain design (are mine ever anything other than this?), including a lot of the content already, on the not-so-quiet hint from The Other One to just go ahead and do the website, bypassing the Communications Officer. Not my usual modus operandi, but I know how that inertia thing goes……

I’m all over this this morning. Read and think. It’s good for you. I can honestly not think of an argument I have against what nOva says there. It is, in fact, quite similar to my own line of thinking on the issue of “Keeping It Real” (which anyone who doesn’t fit the cookie-cutter image of “black” has apparently failed to do). Damn. The wheels are turning again. How can I be this sick and think about anything other than the shortest route to my comfy bed? Oh, well. I may try to play devil’s advocate on nOva’s article later. Or I may wait until all three are published. (And…