Synthetic

Okay... for the past few days I have tried to post but nothing has been showing up. Mayhaps today I will have better luck.

I regret to inform you dear reader that there is an epidemic at Cornell College. Everyone is sick except me. I am invincible! My immune system is second to none. Honestly though, I am scared like a deer in headlights of getting sick. Especially since I seem to spending a goodly amount of time with said sick people and I happen to live with a sick person. I will enjoy my health while it lasts.

Tomorrow I get class off in order to read As I lay Dying by your friend and mine Willie Faulkner.

In other news, I have discovered what we must do about this whole water business. Actually it was Freddy's idea but I stole it so I get all the credit. We simply go to Hilary Putnam's twin earth and import their XYZ in place of our H2O. Think about it... quaxel or twater as it were instead of that poisonous liquid we now consume daily. Ah, but already I have found a flaw. I bet the people on twin earth die too... so twater must be poisonous too. Really you scientists need to get right on finding a water substitute though. It is prolly too late for us but think of the children! For those of you who are unaware of my water theories you should look in the scientific journals under my name. I was the scientist that made the brilliant deduction that everybody drinks water and everybody dies so therefore water is what is killing us. It gets worse though... water is addicting so do not read this and then go attempt to stop drinking water... the withdrawal will kill you.

Freddy says I am on crack. He also says that the media has caused a scare of some sort and Crack is not in fact damaging in any way to your health nor does it have any other effect on you other than to make you have crazy theories about water. I guess he would know being as he took "Crime and Deviance" or somesuch last block. Also he is a physicist like Einstein which makes him automatically genius.

So enough about today. I begin to tire. I finished my paper on Frankie Fitzgerald's Great Gatsby and Tender is the Night.. it is not the masterpiece I expected but is nonetheless pure synthetic genius. I love the word synthetic. I think it might sort of work there maybe.