But now, sitting in a friend's dorm, listening to New Order and enjoying air conditioning, I can look outside and at least enjoy the sight of sun warming the foliage. Which is a brilliant word that I rarely hesitate to use.
My friend has been trying to force her Fig Newtons on us whenever we walk into her room. I've hated Fig Newtons since my stepmother made me eat them in her attempt to counteract the junk food my mother would feed my brother and me as children.
Too late, I should have said, leveling her with my beyond-my-years stare. The damage is done. Creepy little kid.
Willkommen bei Facebook! my new tab exclaims. I had to change my facebook to German, since some asshole I know made my login page jump straight to the profile of a common aquaintance, an easy-going, friendly, and altogether intolerable person that no one likes.
Poor thing doesn't deserve all the hate that comes his way. He must have done something really terrible in a past life to be ostracized the way he is. Or he just sucks at being a creature of social graces.
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