blearg. i've been tired all day, and defender has frustrated the HELL out of me.

jim jeffords and pat leahy came to campus today for a "town meeting"--if you want to call it that. it was mainly the two of them speaking, everyone clapping, five (yes, FIVE) questions from the other attendees of said "town meeting", then everyone clapping, then everyone leaving. i got a lot of pictures for the paper, and afterwards, i was trying to get an interview with the leahy man (shamelessly playing upon the fact that he graduated from smc), but so were a lot of tv reporters and, apparently, some guy from "rolling stone", in the ultimate of randomness...but he was gracious (extreme sarcasm) enough to let me ask him one question.

so glad the guy is willing to help out future journalists. it's a beautiful thing to see.

but whatever. then i had to cover convocation. i mainly laughed at the faculty in their formal regalia. kimberly walked by during processional and made a "why am i here in this funny dress and even funnier hat why the hell did i go through with getting my doctorate" look. i laughed, as did she. fun times...

and another day at the f tomorrow, all during which i will be sitting there with the realization that paddy casey is playing just a few streets away at the waterfront...and my luck they'll have all the windows closed so i won't even be able to hear. ALL I WANT IS TO HEAR RAINWATER!!!!

so instead, i'm adding it to my sleeping playlist. not much of a consolation. ;)