Junk Per Diem

- "Walkin' on walkin' on broken glaaaassss..."
- Last night I dreamt that a huge meteor crashed near Albion. My RA was trying to herd us into the basement. My solution was to hop in my car and drive to Indiana, but nobody else thought it was a very good idea. Alex was concerned with her hair being frizzy, and this girl gave my entire hall $5.00 for lemonade in the basement (?). They were all agog. I, ever the cynic, gave my money to Mack, proclaiming that "we don't need lemonade, we're going to die!"
- This campus has two distinct scents that are forever hanging in the air. One is garlic and one smells like burnt rubber.
-Nobody has answered my question about black-eyed peas and I'm getting aggravated.