3:09 and feeling edgy

Horrible idea I just read: If life as we know it is a fluke, restricted to our humble planet, and assuming that there is no supreme being...then George W. Bush is the most powerful organism in the universe. I shudder to think it.

My french book is giving me anxiety. It's sitting there staring at me, open to page deux cent trente-trois, sporting nothing more menacing than a cartoon of a race car driver but somehow filling me with icy tingles all the same. Maybe it's the fact that I should really be on page trois cent quatre-vingt onze (391 is literally three hundered fourscore and eleven, I love french numbers!) but mostly it's just the slight panic of everything I don't know rushing towards me so frikkin fast. Panic and adrenaline. Four weeks to go.