campaign dexter 2008: "a shannyn sossamon in every home!"
There's got to be a Shannyn Sossamon waiting for me at the end of all this. Or at least the employment equivalent thereof.
I keep joking with one of my classmates that it's becoming more and more obvious advanced degree = job only if you're into building bombs. Apparently, it's not just sour grapes.
Another weird week; I don't know if I'll make it back before some Doctor Who blogging this Friday. In the meantime, take a look at this.