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Sometimes, working on a college campus is really good for me. We all know that I hate my job, but there's just something about walking to the accounting office and passing a girl wearing a full-length velvet cape to class that makes me smile. I wish that I was still, or frankly--ever, that carefree. I see kids in their pajamas, boys in medieval garb (yes, really) and punk-rock girls in the stripey black and white tights that I used to wear all the time. It's amusing to wonder what these kids will think of themselves when they reflect on their days of running around campus dressed as the vampire Lestat's bastard child...It's nice to be surrounded with that instead of a bunch of stodgy old office workers, and when I do find another job, I'll miss it.