1645 Mountain Standard Time or Whatever

The guy at the computer to my left was snoozing. His head was down on crossed arms resting on the desk. He looked ready for a game of Heads Up, 7-Up.

I’m jealous.

He just woke up.

The girl on the computer to my right is reading fan fiction. Sci-fi stuff. I wish I could tell where it was from.

I think these symptoms are more allergy-related than cold-related.

I’m not sure if that’s good or bad.

In About 45 Minutes

A former seminary student from Manhattan will be attending class with me. She’s the same age as a lot of my classmates. She’ll fit right in. I haven’t seen her since October, when she attended my going-away party. I think she’s on spring break and visiting her grandparents here.

I’m pretty excited.

Should be fun.


The girl at the computer next to me has a notebook very similar to a Trapper Keeper. I feel like I’m 10 years old again.

1250 Mountain Standard Time or Whatever

The woman at a computer to my right. She’s looking at a Powerpoint presentation. The theme or decor or whatever you call it makes it look like she’s studying DNA. Because there’s a giant pink-and-purple-and-orange double helix in the left margin. But the slides are in Spanish. I wonder what American DNA looks like.

Yesterday in the computer lab:

A girl to my left was standing up to leave.  She swung her backpack over her shoulder onto her back and bludgeoned me. My head and left shoulder are cursing her right now.

Later in the day I was sitting at a different computer, behind a partition. A guy who was looking for a computer walked over, actually saw I was sitting in a chair occupying the space he thought was free, because he couldn’t see me over the partition, then walked away as if he meant not to see me. Nice.


I might start a new series while I’m here at school. Because I’m nosy.

I’m in the computer lab a lot, and lots of interesting and ridiculous stuff goes on around me.

The following happened just yesterday. It feels like forever ago. I posted it as a facebook status:
A guy to my left in the computer lab to a girl behind me: do you know what an ambigram is? A word that looks the same upside down as it does right side up?
The girl: You mean like the word “radar”?
Guy: No. Girl: What is that again?
May: A palindrome.
The couple suddenly talks more quietly.
May, to herself: works like a charm.

Also, yesterday? A kid (early 20s) on a computer behind me was playing online poker, and he wasn’t my brother. Are we Mormon here? Anyone? Pretty awesome.

Today, I glance at the screen next to mine and the guy next to me is shopping for guns. Hand guns. Pistols.