So there's an uninvolved couple on the fourth floor of the JFSB. Actually, there's two couples. One is doing laps, trying to figure out a phone conversation that will involve the girl asking the guy's friend out. . . or something. It sounds more like they're rehearsing a play than deciding the proper way to ask someone out.
The other couple is fighting. Physical, with a piece of wood or something. And nothing will stop them. They just keep fighting, mostly in slow motion. It would look so much cooler if they were wearing pirate outfits.
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Maybe. But I'm not drinking it anymore!
Um. Where did you go? You disappeared. :(
I can't find your e-mail address. I eant to see what you're up to and think about Poetasters.
C.K.
I like pirates. This sounds like the old days of the JKHB. Maybe this is a sign that we're finally breaking that hyper-new, hyper-clean building in a bit. Good. I was worried that the history majors and especailly all those "School of Family Life" types would prevent us from being our true eccentric selves. Guess not.
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