tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883226237165701608.post2968170452358358835..comments2023-10-15T04:23:50.187-04:00Comments on College Misery: Rosemary in Raleigh. Faculty Paperwork Day. A Visit to the Kiosk.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883226237165701608.post-27156777833778146522015-07-29T18:29:33.610-04:002015-07-29T18:29:33.610-04:00I like how the person with hir back to us casts no...I like how the person with hir back to us casts no shadow.<br /><br />Without your hangtag, YOU DON'T EXIST.Ogre Proctor Hephttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17428431147495287413noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883226237165701608.post-50497092575217262192015-07-29T14:47:24.872-04:002015-07-29T14:47:24.872-04:00Welcome, Rosemary. One of the best first posts I&#...Welcome, Rosemary. One of the best first posts I've ever seen...you have GOT the misery all right. Hang in there.Compound Calicohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00059155949950433688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883226237165701608.post-6086764398631938242015-07-29T14:46:38.515-04:002015-07-29T14:46:38.515-04:00Nah, I could have made it more blurry.Nah, I could have made it more blurry.Compound Calicohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00059155949950433688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883226237165701608.post-50346444965266932392015-07-29T00:21:07.681-04:002015-07-29T00:21:07.681-04:00Damn it, now you're making me want to stay at ...Damn it, now you're making me want to stay at my current school. I could put up with that shit when I was younger. Not now. Ugh.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883226237165701608.post-68363576753099864542015-07-28T10:28:37.399-04:002015-07-28T10:28:37.399-04:00King Kong of the blurry graphic.King Kong of the blurry graphic.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883226237165701608.post-20357567856502598212015-07-27T18:09:57.161-04:002015-07-27T18:09:57.161-04:00one leans in close when the chute opens briefly to...<i>one leans in close when the chute opens briefly to feel the cool air - from where? - emanate</i><br /><br />In the run-up to World War II, most cities in the US excavated tunnels that could be used to evacuate the populace, transport supplies, etc. in the event that the city came under seige or was bombed. The access ports to this vast, subterranian network were cleverly disguised as kiosks Ogre Proctor Hephttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17428431147495287413noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883226237165701608.post-25538117254010508722015-07-27T16:39:54.120-04:002015-07-27T16:39:54.120-04:004 images in Cal's terrifically blurry and awfu...4 images in Cal's terrifically blurry and awful graphic. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883226237165701608.post-65486063428269229612015-07-27T14:00:43.455-04:002015-07-27T14:00:43.455-04:00NO! I want to imagine "one" just burst i...NO! I want to imagine "one" just burst into flames brought on my idiocy and humidity and the sun. That's my mood today as I was on campus as well, like a nut, and got waylaid for some questions that I answered quickly and poorly.<br /><br />The Kiosk is a metaphor, my friends...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883226237165701608.post-72957084453573554172015-07-27T13:59:45.745-04:002015-07-27T13:59:45.745-04:00The very definition of THE MISERY!!!!The very definition of THE MISERY!!!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883226237165701608.post-92084336568644937032015-07-27T13:55:48.957-04:002015-07-27T13:55:48.957-04:00one tries to negotiate said form against the outer...<em>one tries to negotiate said form against the outer wall of the kiosk, stained and bumpy, with one, two, no, three different pens.</em>.<br /><br />I love the simple humiliation of not providing a writing surface. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15711314415244801354noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2883226237165701608.post-58546125943507689012015-07-27T13:32:03.481-04:002015-07-27T13:32:03.481-04:00How did it go when you called their hand on it? O...How did it go when you called their hand on it? Oh, do tell us!Emergency Mathematical Hologramhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15873569623797587860noreply@blogger.com