...when it's the fifth week of classes, you show up, and your instructor has no idea who you are.
I'm lookin' at you, Thomas.
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
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Trying to be reasonable in an unreasonable world. Optimistic when possible; cynical when necessary. Offering the world sporadic musings since 2005. Elated supporter of the 44th President of the United States, Barack Obama
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