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I need to veg. It's been a hectic week, and to top it all off, it's Hump Day. I'd love to be able to wax philosophic about how all the work I have doesn't matter because in a hundred years I'll be dead. What I got on this week's upcoming stats exam won't matter then. I'd love to write something prosaic about the colors of fall and the foliage that surrounds us. I'd really love to write something that will make both you and me forget about everything that's currently on, what my father would term our "alleged" minds. But the fact is, it's a rough week for everyone on campus, and thinking of something uplifting would probably make us all puke right now.