Bwog Breaded Good Amara shares a Butler diary entry at this fine hour of 3:21am. Nothing reminds me of November like a failed course registration, JJ’s sugar-only hot chocolate, and running around this library at 3am with no shoes on. Oh yeah, and thumbtacks in Ferris potatoes. ~~~Ahh, fall~~~~ In the late (barefooted) nights I’ve spent […]
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