It's been such a long time

If I could be any song, I might be Foreplay/Prelude.
I've just about survived my second bout of gradscholasticus finalius, which is, as are most things, much better appreciated with a bit of retrospection. I can imagine myself whyinmydaysing some poor kids in 20 years, scaring the living daylights out of them, only so they can discover on their own time (as I have) that it's not quite as apocalytpic as it is played up to be (le style s'inspire de G Keillor)(y tambien de Kerouac - esp. lo que sigue). I rushed into the museum this morning in a fustle, thinking my german competency exam would be starting, scampering from room to room trying to find where it was (where the hell was it, anyway??) only to realize, as I retreated to a computer equipped with internet in order to "find it out for myself, damn them" (random students sitting in empty classrooms are of no help whatsoever) that the Deutschefest was scheduled for 10 am, not 9 or 9:30 as had been my proto-diurnal, self-righteous conviction (I still think someone changed the internet behind my back).
And the natural thing to do, when you realize that you have a full hour to review before a required test, is to remain on the internet, check facebook, dilly dally around, and throw some shwag onto the blog.
Das Schwag wird geworfen.*

* en allemand dans le texte