(In which I take a tiny break from late-night last-minute studying for finals.)

Just now I was reading back over a section of my social psychology book, which happened to be about the psychology of slacking off on one's duties, and this reminded me of how I hadn't written a blog post in so long. I felt guilty enough that I had to write something.

Actually, it's going to be two things.

Here's the first thing. Almost all colleges in the US (specifically, the ones which get snow in winter) have the tradition of "traying," which is an activity where you sled down a hill on a dining hall tray.

Before Winter Term ends, I want to go reverse traying, which is an activity I made up, where you eat off of a sled.

Hopefully I can convince a few other people that this is a good idea and put the plan into action. If I manage to do it and take pictures, I'll put them here.

The second thing is sad: may Toff, our beloved campus cat, rest in peace. You probably heard about his passing from other sources.

You might remember my post about the night last year that Toff followed me into my room and made himself at home on my bed, but if not, here's a picture:

I remarked before on how Toff was like Schiller, in terms of being a symbol of our college. The difference was that instead of you finding him, Toff found you.

Also, both Toff and Schiller had a propensity for sneaking around in places Carleton students weren't supposed to be.

And now, Toff is similar to Schiller in a third way: he is very much a part of the collective heart of Carleton, despite, like Schiller, being absent.

Much more could be said about Toff, but I should sleep in preparation for tomorrow's psych exam. Goodnight, dear readers.