LES MISERABLES

Oh dear. That'll have to change. So guys, long time no talk. I've been studying my ass off for that Ochem midterm and thankfully I killed it so hard I think I might've gotten over 100%, not bad. Glazer is a good teacher I must say, her techniques, uncanny/unorthodox, but she scared everyone into studying for a hard test and then made it fair so that we did better than we thought.
Over all that carboxylic acid/alkane stuff I get some free time finally in the form of a lot of things. This time it happens to be laundry with Rico. Not bad I guess, hey Alexander the Great had to have clean undies to conquer the known world.
Too bad Rico just wants to go to sleep. Kid only slept a wink and a half over the last 3 days. On the other hand he's almost beaten Super Mario World. I'll keep you updated.
So on the way back from dropping off the wash cycle an elevator just opens for us, for no apparent reason, and we decided to take it. Christopher Columbus would've done the same.
Sketchy elevators.
I'm not really afraid of heights, but this was just sketch. Just looking at this picture makes me think of falling.

Oh wait, I think that ding I just heard was our laundry. Time to go put some money in to dry our clothes. I guess life is just the collection of loose change we accumulate through the year's in the form of friends, family and memories. Which ones we keep to collect are up to us.

Rico is looking for some loose change, or maybe loose ceiling boards?

Dry time.

So after the first adventure, we said eff it, why not go to Earl's? We grabbed some cookies so we can bake some for the neighbors tomorrow, we feel its a good thing to meet new people, and not have it so awkward when you're walking past the people you live next to. Ah, life's greatest happiness, cookies.

To my cousin Alton, god bless your soul.

Rico feels the same.

Immortalized.

Rico feels a higher calling in Mario the Plumber. Sorry Joe. It is what it is.

Chen, no more organic cookies son.

"They taste like cornbread"-Ari. We figured out that the corn oil might've been the culprit. No more I say. I'm going to have to put suite 1003's cookies on lookout list.

Then a fog fell on UCSD, mainly Warren, and it fell HARD. Sorry for doubting you chicken little. I'll be smarter next time.

Fogs make pictures look pretty sick though.

I feel like I've just been teleported to a vintage Twilight Zone episode which involves either aliens or people who aren't acting normal.

I walked over there to go get my car because Judy came by today and somehow got an open parking spot in front of Warren, something I've been trying to do for months on end. Rico and Chen finally persuaded her to let me have it when she leaves.

.Emmy's home safe and sound. I'm convinced she's safe. You're loved Emmy

I ran across a quote today and I couldn't help but to tell everyone I know about it. So what better way than to publish it. This is not a crying out or some emo-thing, what it is, is something new. So Mr. Hugo I salute you on a quote I truly agree with and feel I understand to an extent.
Life's greatest happiness is to be convinced we are loved.

-Victor Hugo.