The bus.

Usually, people stand around waiting for it in complete silence, avoiding eye contact, the whole shpeal. BUT. For some reason, during finals week, the ice thaws. People call across to one another, "Hey, aren't you in my psych class? Dude, I'm so worried about this final, dude!"

It's kind of adorable.

AND A BIG HUG FOR WEE MINT

I have an art history midterm to study for, so no whine today to go with my cheese. ("Do you spell cheese with an 's' or a 'z', Linkx?" She blinks. "Well?"

"....your stupidity caught me off guard." I MISS MY MICHELLEY WELLY PUMPKIN BELLY D:)

So, quickly, I would like to PROMISE MY FIRSTBORN CHILD to the wonderful classicwolf for the wonderful David ( Read more... )