I will do my best not to cite these articles, out of spite and to protect future generations from the library.
By the time that I was finished on campus, I was starving and decided to eat at solstice before returning to my office. I forgot that it was still morning until after I'd ordered vaguely lunch type food.
The new McSweeney's arrived today. It is not as gorgeous as number thirteen, but it looks a lot like the original in terms of style and content; so I'm really looking forward to reading it.
I feel like I should see the Fiery Furnaces at the Crocodile tonight, but I don't think it's going to happen. Instead, I'm watching what's looking to be a pretty hopeless game for the Red Sox. I'm actually not a huge partisan here.