Jason (jcreed) wrote,
Jason
jcreed

The wind animates the snow on Fifth Avenue: it is a crowd of impatient ghosts, barreling forward, left, and right, jostling one another.

subpar is crashing on the futon here for the night. He's in town having driven from the Baltimore area, to pick up official transcripts from Pitt, this being somehow more efficient than getting them faxed because of some bizarre bureaucratic obstacles, which I do not fully understand.

My stomach is full of Mad Mex burrito. Life is pretty decent.
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