Keeping in mind the fact that it's 2:30 AM and I am a bit sauced (liquored? loaded? toasted?), it has become increasingly clear to me tonight that graduate students are a very very smpart bunch. This isn';t really an important reflection, just a realization that IT has been a long time since I've been out with a group of 6+ people and felt like the dullest person there. Not really. But actually, yes. I don't know what I am saying. Chances are strong that I will delete this tomorrow, so enjoy it while you can. Just like Martin Guerre, aka Arnaud du Tilh. Seriously, I'm going to stop making dumb/smart history references/jokes and go to bed. Either that or sober up. Or both. Think thesis/antithesis/synthesis on this one. I'm out.