Miscellany from tonight
I went to the library after work tonight and scored a sweet couch with a footrest on the third floor. Got some writing done, got some reading done, was just settling into my study groove when the proctor announced that this floor would be closing in a few minutes. Only the first floor's open 24 hours now. Looking at the, I dunno, 50+ people who had just been studying but were now packing up, I thought, This is some ignorant shit.
Later, I was sitting outside at Mojo's when I saw a vaguely-hippie girl walking down the sidewalk a few feet away from me who kept excitedly looking over her shoulder. She was looking at a tall guy sporting a shaved head and a flannel who was walking on the opposite side of the street. He apparently didn't notice her. When she saw a break in traffic, she scampered across to him, threw her arms around his neck, and they began awkwardly swaying as couples do when they kiss and kiss and kiss. My view of all this was directly over another table at which sat a well dressed guy and his semi-glamorous girlfriend. He turned away from the scene and said to his girl with a toss of his hand, "Whatever."
Around 2.30, as I left, I heard echoing from far down Guadalupe, from the direction of the frat house, the battle cry of the drunk.
I went to the library after work tonight and scored a sweet couch with a footrest on the third floor. Got some writing done, got some reading done, was just settling into my study groove when the proctor announced that this floor would be closing in a few minutes. Only the first floor's open 24 hours now. Looking at the, I dunno, 50+ people who had just been studying but were now packing up, I thought, This is some ignorant shit.
Later, I was sitting outside at Mojo's when I saw a vaguely-hippie girl walking down the sidewalk a few feet away from me who kept excitedly looking over her shoulder. She was looking at a tall guy sporting a shaved head and a flannel who was walking on the opposite side of the street. He apparently didn't notice her. When she saw a break in traffic, she scampered across to him, threw her arms around his neck, and they began awkwardly swaying as couples do when they kiss and kiss and kiss. My view of all this was directly over another table at which sat a well dressed guy and his semi-glamorous girlfriend. He turned away from the scene and said to his girl with a toss of his hand, "Whatever."
Around 2.30, as I left, I heard echoing from far down Guadalupe, from the direction of the frat house, the battle cry of the drunk.

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