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I am freezing the time away in 30 degree anthropology basement, waiting with great anticipation to transfer my scholastic belongings to the equally frigid geology basement, rock room, rock samples, freezing cold.
what is your specific gravity?
i think fun is like hyperconsumerism, something i've read alot about lately. what i mean is, it eventually consumes you if you overindulge, distorting personal identity, screwing things up, making things better? no i say screwing things up. people who once seemed tempting conversationalists end up sick and brittle and walking trashcans basically. In a documentary i just watched, laypersons are described as tadpoles, eagerly asking the frog what land is like, and they can never understand until it happens to them. I really like that analogy.
Mother Jones radio podcasts are amazing and so is diet dr. pepper, even though it swells the stomach and makes anthrobasement colder.
love is crying baby mama warned you not to shake
what is your specific gravity?
i think fun is like hyperconsumerism, something i've read alot about lately. what i mean is, it eventually consumes you if you overindulge, distorting personal identity, screwing things up, making things better? no i say screwing things up. people who once seemed tempting conversationalists end up sick and brittle and walking trashcans basically. In a documentary i just watched, laypersons are described as tadpoles, eagerly asking the frog what land is like, and they can never understand until it happens to them. I really like that analogy.
Mother Jones radio podcasts are amazing and so is diet dr. pepper, even though it swells the stomach and makes anthrobasement colder.
love is crying baby mama warned you not to shake