Friday, 20:40 The trip to Iowa was wonderful. A nice uneventful drive during which I listened to the first seven chapters of Morevi, a novel by Tee Morris and Lisa Lee. It’s not a book I would have thought to look twice at in a bookstore, most likely (just because there are other types of plots higher on my list), but the book is really pretty damn good, as is the reading of it by the author. The book was read in a weekly podcast by the author, and I just downloaded all the chapters and made CDs from them. Driving through Illinois and Iowa was a little boring, but…

The MIT survey circulating isn’t that lengthy. And they ask odd questions. It’s fun.

Dr. 7 is back and is helping make life… interesting. Last night, he sat in my room and talked to me, and my remaining vestiges of propiety and politeness (such as they are, yes) dictated that I pay him a semblance of attention. Combined with the time I spent working out, I got a measly 500 words written last night, no work done at all, and only six hours of sleep to get even that done. He’s also, however, lurking and smirking around the workplace, and I haven’t felt so damn uncomfortable since I first started working here at the beginning of last school year. I don’t know yet if…