The day so far...

My grandmother, who in her retirement has few hobbies besides correcting my grammar, just emailed me a long list of the many terrible errors that I've made in recent posts. Most of them have to do with comma placement, verb usage, and just really bad sentence structure. I'm quite ashamed.

On a happier note - much thanks to the nice person who sent me the large pizza! I am feeling much better, and will be back on campus tomorrow. I was feeling quite rotten in the morning, and went to the nearest doctor who accepts my insurance. He happened to be a very sketchy, middle-aged Russian man with big arms and anchor tattoos, who insisted on calling me "Irochka" and "kissa" (kitten). We had a brief discussion about how "in Soviet Russia, the flu gets you!" I am very good at self-diagnosis, so I told him exactly what antibiotic I needed (tetracycline). He said "sure whatever you want honey" and wrote the prescription. I love these ex-Soviet doctors with questionable ethics, who will pretty much give you whatever prescription you ask for.