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Saturday, November 02, 2002
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I'm sitting at work, eating pretzel twigs with chive and onion cream cheese. Yum. Work is not so bad, because at least it's warm in here, unlike in my apartment. I finally took Vinny's advice and turned the oven on. 300 degrees with the door open, ohh yeah. We're not paying for gas or heat, so what do I care right? I'm getting really tired of being in my apartment wearing several shirts including one of my turtlenceck wool sweaters and freezing. It's like back in the day when I used to walk around my parents' house wearing my school coat, only now I don't get as cold nearly as easily. BRRRRR
So, I went to the football game today, even though it was snowing (frat fundraising, I won't get into that). Anyway, I'm standing around, outside one of the entrances, and who should be walking around, but the one Princeton football player I happen to know - Donald Scott. I think I scared him, because he had no idea that I go to school here at good ol' Cornell. Quote from him: "This is weird." So yeah, it's kinda funny to see someone you know from high school on your campus when you're pretty sure that the number of people from your high school who've ever stepped foot on your campus number very few. Ahh well. It was good to see an old face.
Slow week ahead for me, meaning only one problem set (but 2 prelims, blah). We'll see if I can get some stuff done on one of the four group projects I have. Fun fun fun, you'd think my professors would have mercy on me.
- Lizzardie, at 8:28 PM
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