And it rained most of my way to work (free car wash!).
By the time I got to campus: blue skies.
May this be an omen of the term to come.
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I guess I'm at that stage where I'm telling random people that my mom died. As I was checking in my luggage at the airport, the de...
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Fingers crossed. You could all use a good year.
Sounds like it went well. Yay
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