"The sooner you fall behind, the more time you have
to catch up," so quoth my college roommate Scott R-------.
[This was not his only witty aphorism: he also spray-painted
"It ain't pretty being EZ" on a sheet, which we
hung out our dorm window for half our freshman year.]
There is a certain louche logic to this timetable slough,
and I've done my best to live up to it.
After all, as they said, "God should have just slacked
off for six days then pulled a wicked huge all-nighter."
But look around: isn't it obvious that's what He did?