Friday, 10:11 a.m.
Interesting newly observed phenomenon: There is a mad rush on the cafe cart when the 9 a.m. section of orgo is released.
Friday, 1:30 a.m.
The theory of natural selection
Circa 1:30, you may notice that everyone around you is doing the same homework as you. That paper due at 9 a.m.? The midterm at 10:30? Yup, they're there too.
Sunday, 3:27 p.m.
An open letter to the boy at the laptop table:
Bringing a three-course, home-cooked Indian meal to the Frisc... also not appropriate.
Sunday, 11:57 a.m.
An open letter to the girl sitting at the laptop table:
If I can perfectly hear every detail of your YouTube video — with my own headphones on! — perhaps you should turn the volume down. In addition to my own sanity, I am concerned for the well-being of your eardrums.
Saturday, 5:06 p.m.
I spy with my little eye...
...someone dancing on computer row
...12 people in one small classroom
...a laptop user who brought not only his own mouse, but a full stand for his computer
...a group of random adults, just chilling in the basement
People are weird.
Sunday, 11:27 a.m.
First weekend with homework, and yet the Frisc is eerily empty. Every computer is available, about two chairs are taken and for once, the decibel level is at - or even below! - the designated level.
Perhaps the drunk Ratty brunch rush will flow into the Frisc, or perhaps it's just a quiet day.
