Waiting for divine inspiration to strike. I've been waiting for a while now, and well, I am yet to be struck. Usually my muse hides in waiting 'til deadlines loom, and then she reveals herself. So, yeah, this muse thing really isn't, well, amusing.
Patience only lasts so long when impending due dates are in just a few hours.
Maybe she just doesn't know where to look for me. In fact, I'm here right now, in the basement of Hawthorne and Longfellow. What an interesting place this little computer room is. While I have always assumed this concise little saying to be true for investment bankers and politicians, I have recently been finding it to be true in relation to my own experience here at Bowdoin. It's not what I know, but who I know.