“And if I had an aeroplane...”

Highs and lows: How can a day that started off flying so high come crashing down so far so swiftly?

Take a breath and step back a year: same time, same place, same theme. Smile: the mania passes and it’s just another day.

“...‘Cause it takes me so long / Just to figure out what I'm gonna wear...”

“It's a crazy, crazy night...”

Let’s talk about what happened.

“Can I save the extra hour, and redeem it whenever I want?”
“It would awesome if you could also do that also when you lose an hour.”
On the day in question, where were you between 10:00 and 11:00?
“Nether hour, your honor. Never happened.”

Let’s not overanalyze.

“...It's a no-no / And you like it...”

Kinetic energy. I don’t really understand it.
But that’s not awful.

Series converge.

“Can’t we just use that there are 180 degrees in a triangle?”
“We haven’t proven that. Although today we will prove that there are less than 270 degrees in a triangle. It’s an easy proof.”

"There is no such thing as an easy proof."
Prove it.

Mass : Weight :: Uncooked spaghetti : Cooked spaghetti

If eating living things is bad, do not stop at vegetarianism; eschew eating plant products as well as animal ones. Thus the cheese-in-a-can diet.

Tonight.
Ursa’s.
9pm.
Free.

Just a suggestion.
Make it up as we go along.

The Beast with 2 Backs.

Go.

“Don’t judge me...”

Chinese fire drill? Check.
Get bounced at McDonalds? Check.
Stand up against homophobia? Check.
Steal from a hobo? Check.
Infect a deer?

“...and all that jazz...”

Third time's the charm. A Fall Break road trip bar none.

The 2 causes of death are hypochondria and mortality.

Will stalk for lamb.

Well done, God; that was a shutout. Seriously, did *anyone* have a good day yesterday?

Girlfrienda girlfrienda!
My love, Amy Troeger:
We hid ill, or distant, or
With ‘motions new.

First dates thus shall mean that
Now, just as then, we see
Mensiversarily
One wanting Two.

Still a little on the sick/dead/can’t-be/clever-right-now of things. Here we go anyway.

“...Got myself together, now I'm ready...”

It takes at most 5 seconds for a hobo to become a cannibal.

“Malthus discussed three steps of human agricultural society. Explain.”?
You totally should have answered “Doric, Ionic, and Corinthian.”.

It’s probably not mono and probably not appendicitis.

[It's a cute affection.]

One night of flight’s eclipse
Of parted lips
And your quirks, which perk me up, rips
No space between . . . [ellipse]

I need to be less allergic to people, events, and times of year.

"Name at least one thing you'd like to see ΗΣΦ do this year (activities, goals, community service, etc)."
Destroy Carthage.

When I panic, I become grammatically imperfect.

I wish I knew better than to draw a cypress well.

It’s still all about the θwaves. Always and forever.

I clean when I have insomnia. The converse is not necessarily true.

Putting the drama into dramatic irony.

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“All I ever wanted / All I ever needed / Is...”

Pathos or logos? It doesn't make sense- and I know it doesn't make sense- and yet I still want it. Why is there hopeless in hopeless romantic; crazy in crazy in love? INFJ, or ISTP? Does “it’s complicated” supercede any other potential declaration of relationship? Is it better to speak and apologize, if only for paradigmatically shifting? Can it ever be the same? Can one be tired and cannot sleep? Does one not want to be left, or not expect to be returned to? If it looks like a duck and quacks like a duck, will it ever fly away?

Here ends stoicism. Ask instead about free will/fate, for it won’t matter.

“...Feelings are intense. Words are trivial...”