Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
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guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Tuesday, October 30, 2001

Ugg: Where are you going next year?
Me: Oh, I'm staying here. I'm going to be anti-social and irresponsible and all those things you can be when you're not a tutor.
Ugg: You're staying?? Hang on... won't that make you a fifth year?
Me: Yep. I'll be the only one.
Ugg: So, you going to fuck the system?
Me: I may give it a gentle grope now and then.

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