Good mornin', good MORNIN', It's great to stay up late...

Dear Jerks of the World,

One day us kind, decent folk will rise above your narrow-minded pessimism to emerge as the dominant people in a new, brighter future where no one cares if someone parks their car where you usually park yours because, in the end it's not that big of a deal, nor is it something to get all worked up about.

Signed,
Your Intrepid Narrator.
Prime Minister of the newly formed "Just relax for god's sake" Foundation.

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I'm pretty tired. But I have discovered the goldmine, nay, the diamond mine that is the Brenda Wallace reading room. Last year I could never take advantage of said room because there was never a place to sit when I got there. But my schedule this year allows me to get there before the rush and blissfully stretch my legs out and sink into one of the comfiest chairs on campus. Naps are par for the course. I used to feel bad about it, until I saw that some people went in there exclusively to nap, and now I am among them. I think with just a minimal effort, we could make the place look like this:



Huzzah! Off to another sleepy day where I try to stay awake and interested. It's actually not going too badly so far! Wish me good fortune!

P.S. Does anyone remember this?



I still kind of want one.