Oh the irony...

...to read about peptidoglycan assembly while "Girls just want to have fun" is blasting on the radio...
Thursdays are splendid. Lazy hazy days that end with a wonderful class. If my Comparative Stylistics course were a passibly good-looking male, I'd date him and fall madly in love.
Running the mile to satisfy my avocado craving, puffing on disgusting menthols, I discovered a fire engine red hamburger restaurant, one building, an island of its own in the middle of the gray hours of 8:47 p.m. And somehow I ended up purchasing tasteless yoghurt instead.

I promise I will never ever write about yoghurt again. Oh, what busy-ness can do to a crazy girl.


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