It's been so long since I've written and it will probably be another long while until I write again. This has been a very busy season. Was it as busy as TAing, working, applying to graduate school, and taking classes full time? I don't know. But it's busy.
The student offices on the 6th floor, one of which I now occupy, are offices that most faculty members have access to. I don't know how it works, but their keys open our offices. This comes in very handy (for Liz, and only Liz) when one is locked out and doesn't want to summon security, but it's also very disconcerting when one opens the office door to discover that your advisor had previously broken in and left items for you on the desk. This happens not infrequently.
Lately, Susan's advisor has bequeathed her with chocolates. Mine? A print out of a report I edited for him. And a page from a journal. Life isn't fair. Naturally, I took a picture of the discrepancy and showed it to Advisor Who. Naturally, he was not impressed.
Who: Are you sure that your office mate didn't steal your chocolates? Are there other food items you have not discovered?
