Week... #8 or something.

It's been a little while since my last post, but that's probably because I've been lifting so many weights and making sure Duane knows that everyone else wants him to just sort of go ahead and DOOOOOOOO HEEEEER



If you know what I mean. But seriously forks, I was in NYC for a few days, and I got to personally meet my internet friend ConeBone69 at Rockafeller Plaza. We went ice skating together.

I also got engaged! How do you like that? I think I just might take Grover's advice and



If you catch my drift.

School's going pretty well; my first graduate paper EVER is due on October 31st, which is my favorite holiday, Thanksgiving. I don't know what I'm going as this year yet, so if you have any costume ideas, please fill me in. But anyway, the paper's in Philosophy of Language, and I think I'm going to pit the metaphysics of Fregean senses up against Perry and Crimmins' notions. It sounds more complicated than it is, and I'm not even sure that it sounds complicated. Maybe just German.