Moments that Sum Up my Life (Raquel)
 This morning I found myself with a book in one hand, which happened to be about the physics of time travel and touched tangentally on quantam mechanics and several other branches of mathematics, while the other hand held a baby on my hip. As I paced the floor to keep her quiet, I felt many twinges of sore muscles from my roller skating attempts last night. If this isn’t enough to illustrate the flavor of my life which defies description, then I think the crowning touch would be the black fingernail polish gleaming from my hands as I held the book and the baby.
 Perhaps the oddest part is that this bizzare scene sums up what I would consider to be most of the good and yet mundane parts of my life. Can you imagine what it would take to sum up the weird and disturbing parts of my life?