I'm sitting here in the library with my laptop, I'm making use of the wireless network. It kicks ass! I have a crapload of homework I should be doing, but I decided procrastination would be the better option. Random occurence: I was on the floor the other day, making use of Tanner Hall's wonderful restroom facilities. I finished my business and proceeded out of the bathroom and around the corner. However, to my surprise, I was confronted by a hairy, shirtless maniac running for the bathroom at full speed. I soon found out what was wrong with the hairy, shirtless maniac when I noticed both of his hands covering his mouth. Brownish, half-digested remnants of that nights cafeteria food oozed between his fingers. Being so close, I knew I was well within the blast zone and had to act fast. I turned my body sideways and slammed my back up against the wall, allowing the foul beast to pass. Hearing a slimy trail of meat chunks and horse-radish hit the floor, I ran in horror. Fleeing down the hallway, I still heard sounds of distant regurgitation. When I came to my senses, I decided to venture back to the restroom to investigate. The smell was so foul that any human being could only last a few seconds within this Tanner Hall restroom. Stall number 3 had been splattered with what appeared to be sloppy joe and eggnog. I sure am glad I got out of the way.