Legally Blind Observations

GPOYW — My sister just told me she doesn’t think Paydays are delicious candy goodness edition

My homies are coming back tomorrow. 

We finna run dis bitch ya dig?

On my night walk I ran into a long-lost buddy of mine, and in the course of our walk-and-talk we happened upon this, an actual, hand-written (seemingly meant to be a) love note. The letter reads (in amazing penmanship, I might add):

My Dearest Tony: The One and Only Love of My Life

Hi Honey: Thank you for coming to meet me and giving me my Hugs and Kisses and having our talk.

Honey, it was so nice to hear that you had a dream about me - at work - I always have those dreams about me and you - but when you said you shut the door - that meant that we could be alone - I would love that dream to become a reality! 

Honey, thanks for waiting so long for me - If I knew that you had gotten there sooner, I would have left about 10:30am and you wouldn’t have waited so long! I haven’t heard the phrase “no love lost” in a long time -

(Presumably continued on another page, as this is seemingly mid-sentence and there’s a little number 1 in a circle in the upper right hand corner)

I don’t know what’s sadder, the sappiness of this letter, the fact that we only found one page out of the two or more pages that the letter comprised, or the fact that we found this clearly sincere and from the heart letter on the street like common litter.

But uh, it’s really fuckin’ sappy. 

Me

I think I’ll leave the context out haha

GPOYW — naptime edition

‘Choo know bout graduatin’, sucka!?

No Avengers tonight, but apparently going to a club instead where one of Waldy’s friends has a room until midnight? I can get down with that.

Also, this will most likely be the last picture I take in this room/building. Careful observers will notice that the fridge and TV are gone. I dunno what we’re gonna do with that foam finger up over the door (honestly this is the first time I’ve noticed it in the past couple days), but yeah. All I have left in here are the clothes I’m wearing tomorrow under my gown, my iPod, alarm clock, bedding and toiletries. And  this computer. Everything else went home with the folks today.

It’s been real, St. John’s. Real expensive, but real. 

GPOYW — I’m feeling like another nap is in order even though I just woke up from one edition/I got a haircut

And with that last final, Studybeard’s service comes to an end. He was an invaluable asset to my final studying endeavors and he will be missed. The last thing he said was “wake me up when you need me.” He’s the Master Chief of studying-related facial hair. I was trying not to shed the single manly tear in the first picture, and trying to be happy in the second one because I know that’s what he’d want.

And yes, I’m aware I’m ridiculous. 

Fred and Studybeard vs. the Criminology Final

As evident from our clearly devil-may-care nonchalant cavalier expression, we’re not too worried. 

Me. Studybeard. Awesome tunez courtesy of Pandora. And Reese’s Minis.

Time to kick off the last undergrad study sesh I’ll ever have.

Me n’ Studybeard boutta hit this Organized Crime final with the morbidly obese fist of JUSTICE

I just saw this and laughed for a lot longer than I should have. Who was I calling an asshole at 6 this morning? Hahahaha

Guess who drank most of the tequila and isn’t hungover?