I caught a rapid bug that flared up on Friday, going from “sore tonsils” in the morning to “I can’t breathe” that night. I spent most of Friday evening and Saturday in bed, and the rest reading comic books. But yesterday (Sunday), I got up at six and studied all day, doing problems for the hated seismic design exam. It would have been better if I’d studied both days, but I ways really out of it on Saturday — for that matter, I still feel like chopped tofu (i.e., even less appealing than chopped liver.) But I also feel reasonably virtuous.
(Is virtuous more or less appealing than chopped tofu?)
The Reef 