it's warm outside today
i had a paper due yesterday morning, yes, a paper due on saturday. the night before had been an eventful one, to put it one way, but i somehow got myself out of bed and to the CIT to finish the paper up. after sending it in it seemed like a good idea to go to the ATM and buy some powerade. on the way from the atm to the store, i had a violent series of yawns. painful yawns. yawns so large i wasn't able to close my mouth for far too long and my jaw muscles couldn't stand much more. meanwhile my eyes started tearing up because it was pretty bright outside. i can only imagine what i must have looked like to the people i was passing: mouth violently wide open, tears falling from my eyes and headed toward the shadiest convenience store on the east side.
chris sent us an e-mail yesterday morning saying that we wouldn't see him for the next few days because he's going on a hunger strike in front of city hall. that's right, a hunger strike.
it's been an odd weekend.
chris sent us an e-mail yesterday morning saying that we wouldn't see him for the next few days because he's going on a hunger strike in front of city hall. that's right, a hunger strike.
it's been an odd weekend.
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