Er, Hirsute Astronauts Revile Massachusetts.
School is canceled for the day. Well, more precisely, my campus is shut down; because it's a compressed video class, the class is still being held at the remote site and I'm unable to attend it unless I can somehow drive forty miles in fifteen minutes.
On a good day, I can do that.
My eye's a little better; the surrounding skin is starting to heal, but it's slow and very itch-intensive.
I'll probably spend the rest of the day* reading the chapter of that Lisp book I printed out.
Well, that and dripping Visine into my eye every hour or so.
Heuristic Analog Rental Meat?
*I mean 'the rest of my free time', which in this case is until noonish, which is when the SOTF's birthday luncheon occurs. Then, all bets are off for the actual rest of the day.
