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Cobalt concert/party last night at Tom and Drew's; rideline too busy to take us home. Stayed up till 3 or 3:30; Maddy wakes me up around 11:15 to show her sister my room, which used to be her room. No time for lunch. Rugby from 1-3, Grape from 3-4, shower, dinner from 6-6:45-ish, meeting from 7-9-ish.
The SIC meeting almost turned into a huge fight, but things worked out OK.
I am too fucking exhausted to finish my reading.
But I feel fan-fucking-tastic, except for the soreness, which is fantastic-feeling in it's own right, I suppose.
And if you don't go to Oberlin, this is going to sound incredibly wrong, but I think I might want to find out what it's like to fuck a Rhino.
The SIC meeting almost turned into a huge fight, but things worked out OK.
I am too fucking exhausted to finish my reading.
But I feel fan-fucking-tastic, except for the soreness, which is fantastic-feeling in it's own right, I suppose.
And if you don't go to Oberlin, this is going to sound incredibly wrong, but I think I might want to find out what it's like to fuck a Rhino.