Finals are done, and Rachel seems to have passed her Herbivore exams. She had to study to like mad to learn the shapes of the leaves she’d been trampling into pulp all her life, but she pulled it off. I could empathize with her, as it reminded me of my efforts to get caught up on the basics of an insectivore diet as a high school senior. Rachel even started eating some non-trampled vegetation, and found they had a lot more flavor. We’ll see how that goes down with her family when she returns home! (Rachel’s girlfriend Joan, meanwhile, prefers oats.)
Tumbleweeds are blowing down the dorm’s hallways, meaning that most everyone has already left (especially the plant eaters). Fenton and I practically have the whole place to ourselves, except for the resident advisor. She’s a Border collie who also works in the genetics lab, so I know her pretty well.
I closed up my lab research for the month, and packed for home. The holidays are in full swing back home, and I still have shopping to do. Dad is on a tight schedule as well, since he has to go to an ISP conference the week before Christmas, in order to promote
Hare-Link. I hope he doesn’t get snowed in!
