Archie van Griffin and his wife, Lulu Lester

The course that meets before my Language Processing class was running late today, so we moved our class to an adjacent room that was larger and better suited to our class. Unfortunately, though, it had a pole in the middle of the room that made it a little difficult for some of us to see part of the board. That, however, wasn't all the classroom had: in the closet (no kidding, the closet!) there was a tombstone to Archie van Griffin and his wife, Lulu Lester. It wasn't dug into the ground or anything, so it was a little unclear why exactly it was there—i.e., were Archie van Griffin and his wife, Lulu Lester, actually buried beneath the floor of the closet of the classroom, or was their tombstone just being stored there for some unknowable reason?

At any rate, some of the students in the class were a little weirded out by it. I suppose I can understand, but by now, Archie and Lulu are surely bones; they've been in the ground since 1935, if I remember correctly. Bones don't freak me out that much.

On a mostly unrelated note, the professor for Evolution of Lacustrine Ecosystems was sick today, so she just gave us the assignment for next week and left. This means that I still have not had that class, which worries me a bit; I am a bit all over the place when it comes to picking classes (okay, maybe that's incorrect: I am extremely all over the place), mostly because I pick classes almost entirely by whether the professor is good. This might be why I am not exactly on track to graduate ... **cough cough** At any rate, I think I am going to start shopping another class in case I change my mind on this one.

I will do homework tonight! I will!