I'd like to challenge the ruling in life that there was an October and November this year. I don't remember it. Unless you count my memories of my desk and the library. There were plenty of those. Perhaps too many. But nothing of October and November.
And now it's finals time once again. As I've said a few times in the past, the only good finals are Stanley Cup Finals. But, since I have to take them, I suppose I will. Three of my four I'm going to take later in the week, so I've fortunately got time to study this week--meaning I was able to watch the Bills game today without feeling bad about not studying. And, on a related noted, today's game has renewed my hope in this season, as well as my dislike for JP Losman (also, and I'm just gonna throw this out there, I miss Alex van Pelt and Kelly Holcomb.)
That's all for now. Aside from finals, nothing else exciting is really happening, except for the fact that I found out about a new Ghostbusters video game coming out next Fall that will lead to me becoming a massive gamer. Oh, and I had an essay published in the Colgate Academic Review, which came out last week, but until I actually have a copy of it, it won't feel real.
