Taken inside my Gender and Public Dialogue class, wishing I were outside playing. It was my favorite kind of day today. It was overcast--all cloudy and creepy--and unusually warm, but windy. The sort of day that feels very wrong and strange, but in a good way.
Inside the Kurz study room, with a crazy hair stickin' up. As you can see, I got some popcorn chicken. It came in my popcorn chicken salad.
... And Michael got the bag.
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