The New Henderson Massacre
It looks like someone opened fire in the computer lab. Bodies sprawled everywhere, on the couch, on the floor, in the hallways, slumped over the desktops, all sound alseep despite their decision to spend the night working. Me? I'm jazzed. I'm getting my shit done. Hopefully I'll only have to work on two final papers in Ft. Lauderdale. Only one of which will be overdue.
Ah, progress.
Ah, progress.