I’ve been having a rough go at it. But last night was nice. I went to the Brass Monkey. It was nice to hang out with Cacie, J., J., J., T.C., and L. Talking about love, loss, and why exactly the prequel triology sucked
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Tuesday night was a pretty cool night. I was created “Prince of the Dorks” as Trish put it. I debuted my new shirt (which I made myself) and its bold legend “Res Ipsa Loquitur”, a latin/legal phrase meaning “The Thing Speaks for Itself.” Being a flashy loudmouth, I though it was perfect for me. My fellows students agreed
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