Life as an Extreme Sport

a sad and cryptic state

Is it a sad state of affairs, or what, that I have an easier time getting an appointment to see a professor at Penn than here? (And I find it funny, in that sort of laugh because what else can I do way, that my sister bitches she can never get in to see said Penn professor, because she’s a student. Maybe the key is that students never get in, but visiting students do?)