Planes, Trains, and Automobiles
Well, after hanging out with Milk River's finest last night, I was walking to the traing, and going to be there at the time of arrival or the last train. I got a little worried that I'd miss it so I sprinted a bit- then walked- then i was on the tracks and heard the train so i sprinted again, and made the train by seconds.
Nonetheless I felt cool- but then from entering the train until I got home I saw not one person- so creepy to walk on an empty campus. A night of going to SLC and then maybe the den quickly turned into spending all night out with Bogle.
I slept in then, and now I have 40 minutes to go to a job interview and I haven't showered. I should really go.
2 Comments:
whoo. Bacchanalian is a big word. But it suits.
Yeah, Bacchanalian is like, my fave word.
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