end of the tunnel is a light-they say it's the train. fer me it's the way back.
spent all morning playing games instead of getting work done. came in late to forensics class, learned about paint and saw an hour long episode of fbi files. apparently for causing 54 federal violations of law, including triple homicide, you only get life without parole at the federal level. ridonkulous.
stayed around at lab to find out the pattern of a game. read about the bombshell of updates and figured that perhaps this is the beginning of the end. dinner at b and g, then back to base.
headed out to center city to catch the grand inquisitor on penn campus. found out they have a lockout policy if you're late to the show-damn moneygrubbers. walked from 36th street to center city in search of an ice cream or smoothie shop. there was this one place on 18th and sansom? that had some expensive but creative ice creams. captain crunch, cookies and cream, and one other ingredient. fergot what it was.
came back to base. gettin hounded by the outside and in. wantin to take a nap, but also stay up to dream. red sox are still in it, i hear...
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small steps to building my future tonight.
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we weren't born traitors.
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