You know that thing I said where I was talking about Spring?

Yeah, spoke too soon. It's bloody snowing.

It literally went from pouring rain to a half-inch accumulation during the two hours I was in class. Freak.

On a totally unconnected note, the more time I spend in Raghu's earth systems classes, the more I realize that all the environmental stuff they scared us with as kids was *wrong*. He covered thermohaline circulation yesterday, and the theory that's been gaining credence that if global warming continues, thermohaline circulation will start to slow down, and once it starts positive feedback will keep it going, and that if it slows down enough we *will* go back into a glacial period. And while I'd been aware of the theory for years (heck, I'd come up with it independently at the age of nine after reading a particularly scare-tactical issue of Kids Discover Magazine), I'd never really seen it presented in an objectively convincing way with graphs and computer models and maps and equations and things. So, here's to Europe being covered in ice by the time I'm old enough to retire!

Not that the interglacial ending is that much less disastrous than goining back to the dinosaurs' Earth of balmy swamps and shallow tropical seas, but it's just so much more fun. I've been rooting for an ice age for ten years. So yes, I'm now officially predicting that global warming will bring on an ice age. And we all know that my unfounded scientific predictions always come true, the way I'd alway believed that Hobbits were real and the way I predicted last month that yousendit would get abbreviated to YSI.

Oh, speaking of YSI, since I stuck this up for somebody else yesterday, here's a YSI link to the extended mix of The Timelords - Doctorin' the Tardis.mp3, in case anyone's interested.

Oh, and speaking of H. floresiensis, I've been taking so many upperclass courses that I'd forgotten the utter *joy* of overview classes, when you so obviously know more than both entire class and the teachers that you just want to bang your head on the table. Especially when somebody, with that tone in his voice that implies he thinks he's really smart for knowing this, asks "Isn't it true that they've recently been theorizing that actually the cerebellum is more about, like, body fuctions and stuff, and real thinking happens in the cerebral cortex?" and the prof waffles on about how, yes, he thinks he might have read that somewhere, that's actually very interesting...and you just want to scream out yes! Yes! I've known that since I read Charlie Brown's Cyclopedia when I was *six*!!! The same kid also trotted out that old bit of stupidity about 'only using ten percent of the brain', and the professor didn't know enough to debunk it. Arrghh. He doesn't to very well with questions from the audience in general, though. And he's working on his PhD in anthropology, and he looks way too much like a slender fanon version of Blair Sandburg.

It might also be partly that I've been a lot more awake in my classes lately. This "just quit even trying for a normal sleep schedule" thing is working out pretty well-- I've settled down over the past week to sleeping about 6pm to 2 am, which means basically I come home from class, eat a meal, check lj, and go to sleep around sundown, and I can sleep *until I wake up naturally*, have six hours to do homework before class, and get to enjoy the sunrise and the morning light. I don't think I've ever in my life spent this long both getting enough sleep and seeing the morning... it's making me frightfully cheery.

Edit: Oh, and the Half-Blood Prince cover? Harry *grew up*. And has *floppy hair*. Since when is Harry *cute*? q: