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...”