Very occasional musings of several not-so-recent Harvard grads as they embark on their chosen careers and adjust to no longer being single.
12 March 2003
I had a "good grief i'm sick and twisted"-moment today when i arrived at the math dept. and the building was covered in chalk rememberences of a person who killed himself last year today and my first thought was "if it weren't for jerks like you i could still go out on the balcony!"
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