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Ghost encounter.

I hate using public restrooms. They are disgusting. It's worse for guys, I think. Girls tend to want things to stay clean and usable. Guys don't. There is always a puddle of urine directly underneath the urinal because the first guy apparently can't aim his stream, the second guy takes a step back so he isn't standing in piss and so on and so forth until you find yourself standing against the opposite wall trying to arc your urine into the porcelain but only adding to the urine pooling on the tile.

It's, you know, pretty terrible.The thing that really sucks these days is that everything potentially cool happens on Thursdays. Maybe a professor will be giving a lecture on the scientific background of zombies. Which is something I could definitely get behind. Maybe it would give me the kick in the dick in the balls to get back to writing my story so that I could finish it before I die. Maybe Jester, in its infinite shittiness, will host a jam session and put out an open invitation to anybody who plays any kind of instrument to come and whittle away an evening playing music. Or maybe a graduate jazz ensemble will go and perform for free. And also offer free coffee.

But I spend my Thursdays tutoring kids, so I don't get to do fun things. I mean, encouraging Spanish speaking kids to read is a fantastic time!

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-~- said…
Bah if I was still at UT, I'd jam out at a jazz jam session if we could hold one. Ooooh on top of the jester roof... A place that supposedly has great sunrises. I wouldn't know. I lost my lock pick set before I had a chance to find out.

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