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I conversed with a ballpoint pen yesterday morning.
Or rather, I actually talked to it without realizing that I was actually voicing my thoughts about the pen aloud until a small horde of prospective students/scholarship candidates suddenly snuck up on me and gave me strange looks.
Awkward doesn't even begin to describe it. It's quite probable I'm interviewing some of those people tomorrow, too.
And this, my friends, is why one should never underestimate the impact of sleep on basic cognitive capacities.
After I finish editing this paper, I still have to finish packing. Finish is an inaccurate word - it implies that I actually have more than two pairs of shoes in my duffel bag. Oy.
Or rather, I actually talked to it without realizing that I was actually voicing my thoughts about the pen aloud until a small horde of prospective students/scholarship candidates suddenly snuck up on me and gave me strange looks.
Awkward doesn't even begin to describe it. It's quite probable I'm interviewing some of those people tomorrow, too.
And this, my friends, is why one should never underestimate the impact of sleep on basic cognitive capacities.
After I finish editing this paper, I still have to finish packing. Finish is an inaccurate word - it implies that I actually have more than two pairs of shoes in my duffel bag. Oy.
