As I sit here in the overheated Preger lab, where I really should be working so that I can get to bed at a reasonable time, I find that it is time for another blog update. I came to a conclusion a few days ago, Friday, specifically, that I'm too picky about what I talk or write about. Why discard a perfectly good line of thought just because it doesn't seem to be something that would incite deep thought and long conversations? You never know what could trigger that most mind blowing epiphany of your life. For example, on my way into the building, I yet again walked by the ornate black metal doors that are exactly on the opposite side of the building from the elevator. I've noticed them before but where do they go? There's a little button on the side, as is revealed by close inspection. So perhaps it's an elevator, or at least it was at some point in time of the building's history. If it is in fact an old elevator, then how come we aren't using it. Doesn't it seem odd that a school that can give me around $16000 in grant money can't pay to have an elevator installed for the sake of poor tired architecture students? Ah well, I must get back to work.