(S''=x smells like y)

the dispatch is done (supposèdly) and it's better than the last one.

i worked on the from the editors with tim. my contributions were the structure. i talked about the time mikey asked if he could have something to drink and how, when he opened my fridge he was all "dude, all you have is Ortega chunky." i talked about the same day when mikey said "cooking oil is thicker than water" when he was tired of the idea of duty to family. it's not the blood after all. lastly, i talked about when mikio's grandmother's cat swallowed a sewing needle and died.

today i was thinking about how hard i'm having to fight the impulse to be indifferent right now. it might be a permanent thing, but at least for now what i need to do now is sleep. i'll gère that soon enough. then i might need a break. i think thanksgiving will be relaxing (in ways it wasn't freshman year, for example [which is funny since i didn't have a break at all last year and it wasn't so bad. then again, france is a funny place like that]). then i dont know.

this is what i'm taking about: (∀x)Sxx