Further proof that I've become too institutioalized for my own good: today I signed a totally non-school related paper with my name and my student ID. I turned it in and was surprised when they asked me what the numbers meant
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TRUE CONVERSATION FROM MY HOUSE LOUNGEredfrozenplanetOctober 4 2006, 05:20:09 UTC
[11:30 p.m. People are playing volleyball in the hall at grave risk to the sprinklers. I am attempting to do Calc and failing.] JACK: You have rain on your glasses. ME: How can that be? It's not raining and I haven't been outside anyway. Unless they've set the sprinklers off. [This kid Max randomly runs in, flops against the wall, and runs out] ME: Do you ever feel sometimes that life is like something from Chekhov? [Much giggling ensues. Followed by a cursory conversation about Chekhov.]
Re: TRUE CONVERSATION FROM MY HOUSE LOUNGEswifty2pfgOctober 4 2006, 22:14:33 UTC
..... those sorts of people only exist in my twisted fantasies in this state. (with a few exceptions.) also, you are not picking up your phone. muffin.
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JACK: You have rain on your glasses.
ME: How can that be? It's not raining and I haven't been outside anyway. Unless they've set the sprinklers off.
[This kid Max randomly runs in, flops against the wall, and runs out]
ME: Do you ever feel sometimes that life is like something from Chekhov?
[Much giggling ensues. Followed by a cursory conversation about Chekhov.]
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those sorts of people only exist in my twisted fantasies in this state. (with a few exceptions.)
also, you are not picking up your phone.
muffin.
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