Senioritis?

I'd like to take this opportunity to tell you that I have less than 2 weeks of actual classes left. And that I graduate May 1st. You can send all my graduation presents to my house, where I will be residing starting May 2nd. I wonder what's harder: living at home for an unknown period of time or being jobless. It's a tough call.

Plagarism, smagerism

Academic integrity question: if you wrote a paper on a topic, say the 1968 Democratic Convention, in 8th grade, and then you hypothetically write a paper on that same topic as a senior in college, is it plagarism? I mean, it has been 8 years, but something about it still feels wrong...

"Beisbol's been berry, berry good to me"

Cubs win, Cubs win. Winning on Opening Day is the best because it guarantees that we will not start off a dismal 0-14 like the Cubs of old (read: 3 years ago). "There is something in the air during the baseball season that is just not there the other six months of the year," someone said that in the Ken Burns documentary, Baseball, and I really believe it's true. Maybe it's because baseball coincides with spring and summer, which I am in desperate need of after the tundra-like winters of the Midwest, or maybe it's just knowing that Wrigley will be back and open for business in 5 days. Either way, I'm stoked.

Don't blog hate

I have created a new word: Blogminders. These are the people that harass you if you haven't blogged in 3 days. These are the people that don't have their own blogs, but feel they could probably blog better and more often than you if they did. Basically, it's my brother and Adam who fit into this category but I'm sure there are underground blogminders out there. So until you have your own blog, don't heat on me and my blogging or lack thereof!

Hash Bash (the last)

In the world of scheduling, you think this could have been done better. This morning I walked in the American Cancer Society's Relay for Life and this afternoon I walked through the Diag and did not participate in Ann Arbor's Hash Bash. Both are life-affirming events, and I guess you could argue a link because cancer patients have been known to smoke, but it was weird nonetheless. The great part of the day was that because it was such nice weather, everyone on campus was out in force: random bands playing in front yards, kegs, people camped out on their porch. There's something about Ann Arbor on a nice spring day that makes it the best place in the whole world. Sniff. I'm getting super sentimental about graduating, if you haven't noticed. Ann Arbor rocks, even when it's cold, and there's lots of traffic, and it gives you parking tickets. I ♥ A²!