think i accidentally agreed to go on a date (or possibly even marry?) with uzoma, who i believed to be my lone nigerian friend in A&P class. let's call him the lone nigerian. i guess it was totally hott when i got into an argument with my professor about the linguistics of his practice quiz in front of 50 people, wearing my summer garment. let's call it an overall jumper, because that's what it is, for christ's sake, godammit.
the blogging will likely remain sparse as i delve deeper into our bodies. i don't even play tetris before bed anymore. this is all true. every time i count to infinity i run out of feng shui.