Rachel's crying across the way. To borrow from Clarabear - Rawr at Koritnik for making Rachel cry. The man is outmoded, outdated, constantly claiming he's "too busy" to find out if drugs are on the market yet or even answer a simple e-mail asking a question about the upcoming exam for days after I send it. But he has time to make these stupid little animated icons for his webpage (which plays music, to boot) and for the useless powerpoint presentations.
And when Rachel, who had to reschedule her exams because her grandmother died, e-mailed him a question about all the tedious little tiny drugs that he mentioned under antipsychotics but didn't really emphasize, he e-mails back: "I discussed them in class; you should know them."

Free time today; we got out of class at 11:05, and we don't have afternoon lab until 1:00, yay! Eating leftover lasagna and playing at the computer. Such is my enjoyment - especially now that Rachel's cheered up, and she's showed me the cutest little card...which has me momentarily enthralled with SmilePop, which is this charming little animation site. Playing happily with the make-your-own-devil right now.

For once, there's not much going on. I should start studying heavily to stay caught up.

But instead, for the following people: a video card, in no particular order, because it reminded me of you. Jefe, Kristi, Angel, Chavaling (1, 2, and 3, because you're extra-spiff), Mom, Jorath, Clarabear...and I'm out of time.

Off to go play doctor.

now feeling:: bouncy
now hearing:: Nothing, I'm at school.