Good Lord it's May

...2nd to be exact. All year long professors talk about "May" and when "May rolls around." Well now it's here, and I spent it well this weekend. I lobsterized Saturday and Sunday, so hopefully that turns to a tan soon and there is minimal peelage/skin cancer/hair turning more ginger-y.

I've spent a lot of time outside - not just because the weather has finally gotten nice, but because Ivory tower smells horrible. I mean seriously, my friend Liz "Lemon" was contemplating about whether someone maybe smeared feces on the walls as a senior prank. We found out last night that there was a sewage spill in the garage of the building. In true GW fashion, they tried to cover the smell up with some kind of citrus spray, which is like spraying your dog with febreeze after he gets into a skunk's nest (I know about that one from personal experience). Only 2 more weeks in this building, I need to get all the egg and cheese bagels I can. Also, does it say anything about me that "Fever Pitch" is the only romantic comedy I can really get into?