I would just like to formally apologize to the devoted who have been faithfully refreshing my blog every minute for the past two weeks, those of you who have been desperately anticipating a new post with which to pass the time, all to remind yourself that at least someone out there is more miserable than you. Alas, I am currently being mercilessly beaten with reflex hammers by a set of exceedingly cruel neurologists who have made it their goal to ensure that the last three weeks of my third year are undoubtedly the most painful, boring, slow, time consuming, humorless, and mind-numbing weeks I have experienced in my entire life, sapping any and all energy I might have when I return to my apartment (at a gloriously late hour) an
d barring me from being the normally witty, composed, and ridiculously attractive writer that I am. I wish I could say more, but they are threatening to shove a tuning fork up my...oh no...here they come agai-
I promise that as soon as I have extracted the tuning fork from my rectum, I will have something more substantial to say...in the meantime, does anyone have any pliers handy?