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Here’s a picture of me at the Omaha Zoo with a gorilla who was pretending to be aloof. Now, I love zoos. They reduce me to my 5-year-old self in a matter of minutes. I hope that if any of you meet me for the first time, it’s not at the zoo. Let’s make that a second-date activity.

For some viewing pleasure, here are some quality photos I took while at the zoo:

If you go (and you should), I swear there’s more than just a penguin tank. But … IT’S JUST ONE OF THE BEST PARTS. And we themed our visit with penguin gummys.

Exhibit A:

So.

It’s nearing the end of the semester, which means I am more hurried and full of feelings than ever.

THAN EVER.

In times such as these, I listen to this song.

the sun

“your true self has become weak, alone and annoying.”

A waitress wished me a belated happy birthday last night, so I feel it is still appropriate to mention I had one the other week (the 23rd of September).

It was marked by mustaches (Xiu Xiu, my face) and the state of illinois.

the center of everything

I have no idea how this town has a population of 950.

foreigners

 

Found some headlines I wrote earlier this summer — or last season, seeing as how summer is now over.

I will never do anything so great again.

what if

GPOY. (I only just learned that acronym.)

Thanks to whoever or whatever kept my Dad away from the Pentagon 10 years ago. To be unpoetic and unpolitical, the last decade would have really sucked, otherwise.