Battle forth, my friends
If we ever have a class together again (which is doubtful, for many, many reasons) please feel free to say those sorts of stupid things on a regular basis. :D
I owe my class donuts. I didn't necessarily say anything stupid, but I gave them all instructions that were impossible to understand. After thirty minutes of confused looks, I promised donuts. Funny thing: the confusion immediately dispelled.
Please tell me this story. Thanks.
I'm not even sure what the "stupid" thing was that you said, but I'm very glad you brought the cake. And also very amused by how far the trails on mutual friends' blog lists can lead. (You can thank Ben for this one).
Hey, I know that room! Oh, the joys of private funding.
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