Alas, the final weather of the quarter. While a humorless few may be very pleased by this, most are likely quite saddened by the prospect of not being able to read my words of unyielding cynicism every day. I mean, what else will get you through the late nights of procrastinated term papers and last-minute study crunches? Surely, you can’t do it alone. Although, I guess that’s just where Ritalin will have to do.

Tomorrow’s Forecast: Student Health can’t figure out why the number of previously undiagnosed ADHD cases on campus skyrockets. Eh, fuck it. Give the kids the drugs.