Ooh, that's lovely! I'm not dead, but my roommate thought I was for a moment. I kind of collapsed in a heap on the couch and apparently I scared him when he walked into our apartment. Oops.

Ooh, that's lovely! I'm not dead or dying, but my roommate came in and found me sprawled out on the couch and decided that it would be a good idea to come lay on top of me, so that's about where we're at in my apartment this week.

I FINISHED IT AND IT'S TURNED IN. I'm gonna go die now.

Wordplay jokes just really aren't up my alley. Oops.

My biggest question here is how the drug works. If I'm remembering correctly, Viagra wasn't originally formulated to facilitate male arousal—that was just a convenient side effect and pharmaceutical companies ran with. But it's definitely a physical aid to help men who are already aroused but just can't get it up,…

Don't feel dumb. I'm writing a 30 page paper on it and I still can't be coherent about what exactly "Habermasian" means.

Oof, rough life. All I've really got is Arabic, but (un)fortunately most people writing on the Middle East are writing in English, so I didn't have much trouble there. Arabic-language internet is weird and scary, though.

Yup. I actually had to turn in a huge translation portfolio of what was essentially an FAQ on nitpicky Muslim law (kidnapping and driving without a license: not permitted), as well as pulling a few other Arabic sources and some French. My French is so, so bad.

Yeah I'm still not quite sure how I ended up doing Hezbollah. Finding sources for this paper was surprisingly difficult.

Yeah, it's more historically based. I'm basically tracing the evolution of Hezbollah from its founding up to the 1996 Lebanese elections, with the thesis being that they serve the same function as the Habermasian bourgeois public sphere by acting as an intermediary between the Shi'a community and the Lebanese…

That'd be awkward. I got a text from a guy I used to be friends with a few years ago the other night going, "So, I saw you on Deadspin..." and it was horrifying.

Nope, I'm straight Middle Eastern Studies. I took AP Sociology in high school and never really bothered with it beyond that, but my seminar professor does her research on protest movements and public space in Egypt, so I got stuck with Habermas.

I'm sorry, that was unnecessarily obtuse. I'm writing about terrorists doing things that aren't terrorist-y, like running hospitals and being legitimately elected officials.

I have a massive girl crush on Carolyn Wonderland. She's been a fave since I saw her play when I was in high school.

No, you don't understand. It's a very real possibility.

It's on Hezbollah's functionality as a non-secular version of the Habermasian public sphere for the Lebanese Shi'a community. And I'm working on it, just very casually. All my research is done, I just need to actually write it and that'll only take me 3-4 hours tops once I buckle down.

I dug my car out of the snow today with an umbrella, and then when the umbrella broke I used a flip-flop. You come to me if you want hot chocolate.

I don't think you understand how much I fear the answer to that question. I don't know that I could handle the knowledge that my dad and Raysism are on speaking terms.

If I don't finish this stupid thing (which I will, but my god 24 full hours is SO MUCH TIME) then I won't end up like you because my father will murder me and my body will be eaten by the manatees in Tampa Bay.

I took Adderall one time my freshman year and totally fixated...on the wrong damn assignment. Crashed, woke up the next morning with what felt like a hangover, and somehow managed to bang out ten pages in under two hours. #neveragain