This is a test.

A what?

Five more hours until the organic chemistry test eats my soul, vomits it up, and then eats it again. On one hand, I hope nobody else is having to endure the kind of academic torture that I'm going through. But on the other hand, I kind of hope you are. Just so we can all bitch about our shitty finals experiences together. There's nothing like group-bitching to cleanse the pores.

If I were to make a trip down to Texas to see all my beautiful lovelies sometime in early January, what days would everyone be around?