but i would just like to casually mention that my mother was a pimp for halloween. i wish more than anything that i could post a picture of this.
thought i'd write tonight because i realized i had a very bizarre experience earlier.
i was entering burrus hall for a riveting biological anthropology class. there were a lot of people around, which was weird. and in the entryway there was a folding table set up with two girls behind it. one of them asked me if i would like to sign up. sign up for what? i ask.
"uh...i don't...know."
i swear the girl got abducted by aliens between those two sentences. her eyes went blank and she looked shocked that i would ask. the other girl complimented my scarf. then, in a fit of awkwardness, i booked it into my classroom. when i came out they and the table were gone.
then later, on my way to buffalo wild wings (for all you acronym-happy folk, "bdubs"), i saw about 50 people dressed in eighties clothing or wrapped in saran wrap running across south main three times and then huddling on the quad.
so, ya know.
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