This one goes out to Mo

Life throws a lot of curveballs.  To that end, we set into Butler last night to see: what are you prepared for?  There were a lot more class references than zombie apocalypse references, sadly.

2nd floor:

• Nothing.
• New beginnings…
• Next weekend.
• That’s tough. I don’t know–probably just the zombie apocalypse.
• Right now I’m going to buy some coffee…?!?
• Probably nothing right now, I’m supposed to take a linear algebra exam tomorrow so I’m dropping the class. Nothing except the Clinton Global Initiative really.
• The psych quiz that was about our syllabus.
• I’m going to the library…?!?
• This paper that’s due at midnight.

3rd floor: 

• Art humanities
• Graduate school
• To graduate
• Chums: “I am prepared to go to Starbucks.”
  “I am prepared to take a big dump.”

4th floor:

• I don’t know. I don’t know. Oh, no.

 5th floor:

• Ummm…well now I kind of feel like I’m not prepared for anything…I mean I guess I’m pretty good on my Econ reading?

6th floor:

• I suppose I’m prepared for my political science class – Democracy and Dictatorship in Europe
• Quantitative physiology.

Cafe/smoker’s plaza/hallways:

• I’m prepared for Fall Break
• Being a leader.
• …Shit. Fuck.
• Bed.
• Mario Kart Wii.
• I’m not prepared, but I’m in the process of prepping for organic chemistry.
• Hmmm… something.
• What is dees Bwog?
• The weekend.

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