it's day one of upperclassmen move-in. the campus is now filled with many. i feel like i shouldn't be here, and fair dues... i really should not. additionally, i feel this shirt accentuates that which should not be accentuated, but i've already made one wardrobe change today since the pants i was wearing this morning (i believe) give me "moose knuckles" (the male equivalent of "camel toe" according to the gospel of andy.) so, new pants, new shirt, only this shirt is not allowing for me to strut about confidently, thus i am at risk of being mistaken as a freshman, or sophomore, or junior... or hell... even a senior. i shouldn't be here. i know no one. i expect ambryn or bethany to turn the corner any minute now, but alas... the former is in chicago, the latter, in tacoma. riina has decided to stay in bed for the day... i'm thinking tonight, as punishment, we go to dollar rail drink night at patty's...

life will resume normal levels once riina dispatches, and i can start focusing on gradschool applications/research, my classes (if they're anything to focus upon), my few remaining, underclassmen friends, developing good muscle tone, quitting smoking and purchasing that oct 11th ticket to san fran... somehow, someway.