I returned to my dorm room at Beige University tonight. (Rhonda was already there after having traveled by day.) Fenton settled into his room in the hall below us with his roommate Bob, and the four of us had pizza delivered. Fenton, Bob and I split a beetle larva, maggot and onion pie, and Rhonda had a warthog-sausage with extra cheese to herself.
I'll spent the nighttime hours unpacking, and sleep during the Monday daytime hours. My nocturnal classes begin at 12:30 a.m. Tuesday. I'm taking twelve credit hours, as I'm getting the required classes out of the way and my course load gets weighted more toward my genetic engineering major.
I also have my stem cell research with Professor Antlerhead's team. I wish I could say more about that, but things are advancing to the point where I can only put them down on paper for a peer-reviewed journal.
Fenton says I have no peers. If I didn't love him so much, the sentiment would probably make me vomit up my pizza.
