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Thu, Jan 24, 2002 12:37AM -0600

Ah. The art of procrastination. A cubic ton of books and papers that I have yet to leaf through sits upon my poor folding table that I use as a desk, cheap aluminum legs crumpling under the weight, and yet I piddle-paddle around with this infernal machine, tip-tapping away even as the gaping maw of finals encroaches upon me, ready to swallow me whole.

Will there ever be enough time? No. Of course not. ("Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop to look around once in a while, you might miss it.")

But no tangents today. No creative philosophical diatribes, no existential crises (AKA bitching and moaning sessions), no half-assed attempts at rectifying this site's pathetic interface. Just pure academic focus. God, I need some Ritalin. Although a little dextroamphetamine will do in a pinch. (I've got to tell you, what Medicine in general and Pharmacology in particular have taught me is that, despite what your friendly D.A.R.E. instructor tells you, drugs are the answer.)

Anyway, there was a reason why I opened up EMACS just now, but I've just forgotten why. I need more sleep. (Which reminds me, you should all lobby your local congressman to pass H.R. 3236: The Patient and Physician Safety and Protection Act of 2001 so that if you or a loved one ends up in a teaching hospital, they won't get killed by the mistakes of a sleep-deprived resident.) And as long as I'm wishing, I want a million dollars and huge pectoral muscles. Haha.

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