Post-Guest Post.

Who knew Jamie had a weird (and somewhat perverted) obsession with elephants. What did you do Jamie? Go to elephantjokes.com? I have one for you:

Q: How do you get down from an elephant?
A: You don't, silly! You get down from a goose!

Although, I did like the burning duck joke.

Quick paper update: I finished my psych papers earlier this week...I had a full five hours left when I turned in my empirical project. I pounded out 38 pages in about 10 hours of writing, ya baby. Of course, 8 of those pages were diagrams. And two were references. And one was the title page. But aside from that -- ALL ME.

Now. This paper that I'm working on right now? Not gonna be quite the same. When I woke up this morning I had no topic. I now have an idea for a topic and am just writing. I will finish it tonight. I will not rest until it is done. Because then I have my law exam. And then home! I foresee much sleepage on the plane ride home.

I will share my final grades on this last series of papers with you all. If I fail it'll be much deserved and pretty funny to see how spectacularly I have failed. Wee!

Back to work! But first: did you know that at the turn of the century (the 20th century, silly) it was illegal for women and men to walk on the same side of the street after 4pm in Iran? If a woman needed to cross said street to get to her home or something, she needed to find a policeman first and get his permission. I guess policemen are just asexual. That's just a taste of how fascinating my paper is. You may interpret that as sarcasm depending on whether or not you did actually find that interesting.