The INS and Me

I was fully prepared to be greeted by armed INS agents when I got back to the hall tonight; apparently they didn’t believe that I was living in an undergraduate hall. A hasty email seems to have got them off my back.

Another reason that suggests I’m a freak, in case you needed one: I discovered last night I can recite 90% of The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock. From memory. Fear me.

As has become customary on Tuesday nights; I really hate the Mutant Enemy team. HATE.

I’m packed and ready to go. Hopefully I’ll be able to get some work done. See you on Sunday…