When The Stalker Stalks....

I finally managed to sneak in a little half hour to an hour slot in my busy schedule. Many of you must be wondering how I get this done; it's like if I have no work to do. The secret lies in my ability to evade work and procrastinate and still do well. What then shall I say? Shall I go on shirking so that grace may increase? NO! The work comes as surely and as quickly as Geico can save you 15% or more on car insurance but somehow I keep avoiding my close calls. I'll stop being delinquent, exchange the fitted caps and marijuana for some suspenders and stripes lol...pretty soon.

I haven't even gotten accustomed to school as yet and mid-terms are coming up. Already I have 8 weeks left in the semester! It's like if time is getting shorter. So much to do, so little time! (and I'm here blogging, but of course!).

It may occur that I have nothing to write about this week. That is correct. Last week was just an abnormal, adventureless, backwash of  7 days. I got totally lost in Ordinary Differential Equations and I was generally tired. Valentine's Day started well. I took my friend's advice and just played and had fun. Some stuff worked others didn't work as well as I hoped.

That's pretty much my week. Calm seas, cool breeze. So as I leave I'll post this question: What is the difference between "Fathering" and "Parenting"?

Lata

Oh yeah...you may have been wondering what that title is all about. On Monday, I went to do my usual lime in the lab. I saw my friend (for protective purposes let's call her "Alicia") online. The conversation went as follows:

-Hi Alicia...sup?
-...I can see you...

I frantically searched the lab. The lights began to flicker to a dim and the dramatic music began. I searched, like a deer sensing the hunter. I smelt the air. Nothing. I licked the ground. Cheese. Chills began to run down my spine. Goosebumps across my arms. As my heart thundered inside my frail and failing chest I began to quake in my seat. Finally relief came. Sitting behind me, doing research on Wikipedia, the stalker sat. Even though the threat of my life was gone it took me a while to get back to normal.

"In the eyes of a stalker, 

The unsuspecting talker, Had better know the truth of wrong from right. 

'Cause the eyes of a stalker are upon you, 

Any wrong you do, he's gonna see, 

When you're in UWI, look behind you,

'Cause that's where the stalker's gonna be."