back from the dead

i'm sick, demented, i came to represent it
i rose from the grave,
i had a close shave

because i'm back from the dead
you know i'm back from the dead
i'm coming back from the dead
and i'll put a freakin' hole in your head.

thank you, house of pain, for penning lyrics that so completely represent my recovery from mono. i mean, if there is anyone on campus that wants to put a hole in some random person's head just because, it would be me. i managed to squeeze by finals and papers, now just waiting for the 29th (when they post the grades) will be awful.

that said, i'm off to the land of ice and snow, i.e. minnesota. recently i heard that due to a lack of snow, the locals have been snomobiling on fields of alfalfa. no lie. minnesotans will do anything for a good time in the winter, and that includes cutting a hole in the ice and sitting in a little shack smaller than your average walk in closet, all in the name of some half-frozen fish. well, and a six-pack or two. or a cooler full. what could be better than drinking an ice chest full of beer with your buddy on the middle of a frozen lake? search me.

christmas will be good, and soon i'll be back wreaking havoc on the faculty as usual. one more semester, and then i think i'll pack my bags and head for bermuda. or nassau. somewhere warm where i can forget that anything academic ever existed in my life. yeah. that sounds idyllic.