On communicable diseases

Life, on the whole, seems to be looking good. But, needless to say, I do have qualms. Not very big ones, but qualms nonetheless.

My iPod earphones have finally died on me. The right earphone has ceased to function. I always knew their doom was swiftly approaching, especially after I let them lie in my shirt pocket last week, as the shirt, pocket and all, went through a couple of very thorough soak and rinse cycles, followed by a brisk two-minute spin. It is a surprise, and says much about the left earphone's resilience and courage in the face of the enemy, that both of them didn't meet the same sticky end (subtle pun there, I gleefully note). I have, as a result, been forced to listen to Bus Music over the last few days.

I am tremendously short on sleep. I have slept less than, and I do not exaggerate, 14 hours over the past week. I have been home precisely twice during the same period, and then too primarily to brush my teeth. On one of these trips home, I also managed a quick bath.

My MEL 120 professor has fallen into the annoying habit of asking questions such as, "Why were you not in class yesterday?", and, "Why are you stealing jobs from the workshop?", and the occasional, "What does a stripper do?"

My feet hurt. And the world does not care about what I think.

Worst of all, I recently came across, as I was reading through one of my favorite books the third time, some very disturbing information. Although, as I have said, I've read the book two times earlier, for some strange reason it was only this time that I came across the disturbing information that I came across.
There, somewhere in the middle of the book were the words that I came across and that contained the disturbing information that I came across.
"Insanity is Contagious."

So now, in addition to guarding against a cold and Bird-Flu, I also have to guard against Insanity. And at a place like IIT, I will have to guard well.

But then, as some might say, we will find a brighter day.