A pretty normal Wednesday that ended on a high note. It began with three hours of class, but math ended a half hour early when the fire alarm went off, so Aaron and Andrew and I had a lovely lunch over at Tressider (that’s the student union). They have Chinese food. Mmm. It’s a great food court — my only complaint is that they close at 2:00…and often try to shut the gate even earlier than that. Mildly annoying.
Anyway, I spent a few hours after lunch writing my column for next week, then went to my last class of the day, then headed to the Daily office. I am always nervous walking into the office, as I’m afraid Mark will tell me that he didn’t like my column, or that the topic isn’t good enough. This week was even worse after the email I got last week about how my topics needed improvement. But it went ok today. I guess.
Dinner was nice, and afterwards I did a practice controls midterm in preparation for the real thing on Friday. Dawson’s was on so I watched that from Emily’s room, then watched West Wing…all the while, Emily was down the hall playing Scrabble. I suck at Scrabble. Anyway, the game finished and she and Christopher came back and we hung out for a little while. Then I was exhausted, so here I am. Home.
Christopher is this cool guy that I recently met at dinner. He kills mice. See, he is majoring in immunology, and specializing in leukemia, and so he uses mice and infects one of them with cancer, then kills that one and harvests the tumors to infect other mice so he can test different things. I don’t completely understand the process, but it sounds very interesting.
Also, he taught me about chinchillas. He has a chinchilla. I had no idea what one was, but it turns out to be a strangely cute animal that looks like a cross between a rabbit, a mouse, a hamster, and a squirrel. His chinchilla is named Chihuahua. I was so amused. He said he’d bring it over some time. I get to meet Chihuahua the chinchilla — how exciting!