wandering around YU looking like crap, feeling like gold. mildly perturbed by the way i look but not enough to change it.
talking to random strangers in the library is always a healthy interlude, you know. me (looking like crap in the corner), a bunch of boys... none of them mine. oh, well. i spy a moshe and an eliot - off to play bbye!
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