Tortilla Chip Time

I'm sitting in front of my computer cradling a bag of tortilla chips, because it's nasty outside (surprise) and I don't have anything to do. I have two weeks to write a paper about the genetic basis for migraines. Here's how the rest of my semester is going to go: work on genetics paper, do the frog-watch project/program thing, work on site-specific time arts piece, make weird things in Illustrator, fling watercolor around, sit in front of my computer eating tortilla chips, go to focus week presentations and see senior thesis presentations, maybe see Hot Chip, languish. Five more weeks. I kind of wish I had more to occupy myself with.