The back tire was stolen off of my bike on the porch sometime last night. FUCKING M&#^*$F*CKER!!!


in other news

When I heard the learn'd astronomer
When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me;
When I was shown the charts and the diagrams, to add, divide, and
measure them;
When I, sitting, heard the astronomer, where he lectured with much
applause in the lecture-room,
How soon, unaccountable, I became tired and sick;
Till rising and gliding out, I wander'd off by myself,
In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time,
Look'd up in perfect silence at the stars.

Walt Whitman

taking astronomy notes in preparation for the last and final bang of college semesters. i hope there's time to look up at the stars.