Gym or no gym, that is my most immediate dilemma, as I chug the gross sour coffee from the Hanzsen servery, only because I need the calcium from the carton of milk I emptied into it. Random details of my life --

If one has to take a differential equations class senior year, then there is no better person to take it from than Dr. F. Jones at Rice. He is, quite possibly, the best math teacher I have ever had. Not that my own capabilities in this subject has increased any significantly, but if it's any indication, let's just say that my homework for Monday was done the Friday before!

I am caught between my need to spend money, my lack of money, and my detest to go to work to make money... Half the time I tell myself that when the weather is better, when it's not as cold/rainy/freezing, I will take the thirty minute walk more often. But when will that be?! This is Houston, after all.

I watched 春节联欢晚会 with Maria last night. It’s easy to forget how rare it is to find someone here that shares my unnatural enthusiasm.

I have a truck-load of spinach that will shrink into a handful once I put them in water… should be enough for my soup.