Woot! Guess what just arrived in my in-box? This: Dear Pipes, your optimism, pure or otherwise, is being rewarded! You received an A on your Old English and, on your behalf (I hope this was OK), I went to the decanal committee at SGS to have your INC’s changed to WDR (withdrawn from course). They […]

Last night I slept fitfully: head full of foreboding nightmares and body sweaty and heavy under a blanket of dread. When I awoke I was groggy and upset. I dreamed that Justin had started bumming cigarettes off of Dan and was smoking. He stood outside of the squalid, low-income high-rise apartment where we were living […]