i definitely cannot sign up for evening classes on TR next quarter. I think I've made it to Beatty three times this quarter - definitely not twice a week. How can an unemployed uni kid have anything but time to kill? (how can i possibly be so busy??)
I wonder if moving to a bubble school would be as depressing as it was my freshman year. Sometimes I'm jealous of all the students who grumble at any thought of interrupting their perpetual movement between drinking and reading. You know, all of us who've left home in another state in order to study. nomads fashioning social tee-pees in town just to keep from going crazy. tee-pees, lean-tos, disaster relief zones (we do seem to cross paths with the red cross a lot)
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