Roderick walks to the Dining Hall with Molly. He sees Emily Scharf, smiles and waves. Emily presses up to him and whispers "How about some quick sex? I have ten minutes before class."
"Um...heh heh...I'm a little busy right now, but...perhaps some other time...?"
Emily departs. "Sheesh," says Roderick to Molly. "The women here are kind of aggressive."
Today, Roderick spends no time at all thinking about or debating the merits of John Locke. He does, however, check out the latest political news from the United Kingdom, and is pleased to learn that Mr. Chris Huhne has accepted an appointment as Crown Steward and Bailiff of the three Chiltern Hundreds of Stoke, Desborough and Burnham, commonly referred to as the Chiltern Hundreds. Wow, he thinks. What an impressive posting. He wonders if he should look it up in Wikipedia.
He likes this post about Nigel Farage.
He check's Nigel Farage's Twitter feed, and concludes that Twitter is for retards.
