I loved college. I was old enough to not take a lot of shit from the professors and TA’s, had a couple of great student jobs and always appreciated the new crop of freshman females...

Bah you had the perfect opportunity to move on a few months ago!

must spread more coffee grounds :D

I have a teacher named Mr J Greenwood for Media next year.

It'll be hard for me to avoid hearing his name, thinking about Radiohead, and laughing hysterically.

I live in Greenwood.

Sounds good; is it?

Seattle Greenwood or somewhere else? I lived up there for a while, it was okay..

That’s three of us who have lived within the same 45-minute drive.

Maybe a hangout someday. Long shot. Might be weird.

Almost a year ago and I’m actually glad I didn’t take that opportunity.

how come? curious...

Knew some people who worked for the place in question and they’ve all since quit, citing some brutal treatment of employees, particularly women. Also, the BMOC is a union-busting motherfucker.
If I’m going to go to the dark side (PR), I’d rather do it for an organization I can really support. After a few years of having to say neutral at all times, I’m not going to start publicizing for an employer whose practices I morally and ethically can’t fucking stand.

Y’know?

Yes and no. Mostly yes though. Insane amount ofnprostitutes and junkies about a half mile from me.

@ilduc. Yessir. Seattle.

Let me know when you guys visit Seattle :p

But seriously, that’s pretty wild.

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh

i didn't know the big man of christmas was such an asshole



bazooka dodged

yeah save yourself for friends of the earth or some such

i too like "causes".

I should mention that the junkies and prostitues is NOT one of the reasons I like it here.

Haha!

Apparently there's an illegal brothel in town, roughly near the end of the main street. I might have to do some research...

(Obviously joking, people.)

you cant joke on the internet anymore. it’s all serious business all the time.

Year 11 orientation today. Hopefully I get good teachers and classmates. Plus the fucking gift card.

No, of course not.

It’s the drugs you get from the junkies and the sexing you get from the prostitutes, obviously.

I have some fun stories about junkies in the Seattle area. Maybe another time.

Well, not so much fun as absurd, scary and heartbreaking.

I shouldn’t joke. Symbols is right.