In (and Out) Like a Lion

Managed to survive Winter's surprise March sneak attack, though the crashed truck I passed on my way to class and the parade of ambulance sirens heard echoing throughout the Big City made me glad I wasn't at work tonight.  In addition to being besieged by snow, I still have two more midterms and a lab report, recommendation letters to solicit, and financial aid stuff to figure out within the next week.  

Still, it could be worse.  According to this article, a Russian dude who bet two ladies that he could endure a twelve-hour Viagra-fueled play date failed to collect his cash after succumbing to a heart attack upon completion of his effort.  What a way to go.