I just received, by divine intervention, the comedic catharsis that everyone reading my Twitter knows I desperately needed.
Fun "college town life" short (short) story time!!!
(Preemptive strike like the Bush doctrine but without the war crimes - I have a PhD so I'm smart enough to know that smoking is "actually bad" for me)
4 am. On campus.
Enjoying the serene silence of this ungodly hour's peaceful nothingness.
Correction: HAMMERED. Plastered.
"AYYYYYYYE BABYE WHAAADUUP BIIIIIIIITCH?"
(At least, I think that's what was said - the syntax was understandably...garbled.)
It belongs to a student in one of my classes.
Next week should be fun.
Please don't drink enough to get alcohol poisoning, or to such an extent that you hit on your own professor (that's an extreme level of inebriation. I'm little like Yoda, but also old and wrinkly - like Yoda, minus the wisdom).
My guess is approximately: WAY WAY POSSIBLE ALCOHOL POISONING TOO MUCH.