gotta love the kids.

scene: building _____ on campus
weather: crappy - cold and windy, air temps hovering somewhere around 36 degrees f
sky: grayish-white with large billowy clouds you just know are full of snow

i'm in building ______ looking for ginger ale. something is making inga feel ill. alice adams, per chance? i locate said ginger ale (feel as though i have won the lottery) and, as i walk my poor, poor, sad self through the lobby, i overhear one student talking to another.

"damn, let me tell you what, by nine o'clock tonight, i'm gonna be naked in my bed, sippin' on some hot chocolate, swearin' to myself."