After repeated viewings of The West Wing, I've decided it's appropriate to rename Thesis Desk #5 "The Situation Room," as it is a place where grave, difficult, important work should take place. At least, theoretically
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...And then I found myself in a car with Rissie and Donut, who was a very good sport about the whole beach thing, as well as the shrill demands comming from the backseat that we get the hell out of Ridgewood and go to Bed-Stuy instead. We bought saltines and bottled water at a drive-through supermarket. I ate goats, and drank efervescent tea which
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Minus thesis reading over break, I'm done-zo. Not only that, but my room is cleaner than it's been all semester, and it smells of lilacs. I can't sit still today. I don't know what's the matter with me.
The problem with living within walking distance of someone your seeing is that you're bound to run into them at Ugly Times, like say, comming back from the gym
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The problem with having to write a 7-10 page paper in Spanish is that I just so happen to speak English and only English well enough to write that much, and I only have to write 5 page papers for my English class
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the following are parts of a translation, to the best of my abilities and the abilities of the class, of a poem we read in spanish yesterday. it is also the reason i woke up giggling this morning
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