That's right, denizens of the Internet. This is my two hundredth post.
I wish I had more to offer than a lame reference to the worst of the worst of Robin Williams movies. As you know, however, whenever exams are impending--i.e. every two to three weeks--my diet is reduced to foods like pasta with lemon juice, kale, (canned) kidney beans, and goat cheese, stuffed into a Tupperware and brought to the medical center to be eaten lukewarm. To paraphrase a line from Twelfth Night, some of us have mediocrity thrust upon us. Stupid exam.
Oh, wait... Hello, brownies! Happy two hundredth? Thanks!
Oh, wait... Goodbye, study time.