i..i...i...Mage..

Corner oak and birch desk top unseen through layers of papers describing jury selection, animal ansethia, contribution statements, outlines for ratio,regression and difference sampling, connectionist approachs to memory, rough copies of paper describing AI and its societal evolutions and of course litter of crispy mini's, bounty bars, half eaten sandwichs, creme puff cookies, pudding containers and empty water bottles cover every surface in a ten meter radius.Left leg proped hip height on a spare chair ,right leg taps to Mika's Lolipop playing in the background..In the midst of it all..Highlighted text book lays open, one hand, with no viewable nails, frantically writting down highlighted passages while the other brings up whats remaining of a rice cake to a dried chapped mouth, that is in a half yawn, which accompanies blood shot raccoon eyes toped with messy hair pulled on top of head in a loose half assed bun.

Lets try to be civil..If your going kick my ass, I favor the left cheek..