so yesterday i found on the sidewalk outside of my house a check that was dated 1996. i tried to get in touch with the people who wrote it, but they've moved in the past ten years. i am at a loss as to what to do with the check, beyond sit here, stare at it, and make up stories in my mind about the check.
also, as i have been informed by my prof that i am not to come to school today on pain of death, i shall be here at my computer all the livelong day. perhaps this will mean writing time. perhaps, indeed.
