It's That Time Of Year Again, Or: April Showers Bring May Flowers

Well, here we are.
April.
It's back. That time when exuberance for life and confidence in one's abilities and education gives way to crippling fear and regret.
Remember Ticketers, you're not alone.
Please use this space as an escape, a place go when you've really had enough Kafka, enough Economics, enough Biochemistry, what have you.
Use it to procrastinate. I already have.
Oh, and please send in your procrastination stories, more are sure to be written in the coming weeks. We're going to be doing that again.

Soon! End! Summer! Sun! Weather! Possibility! Bonnaroo!
All of these things, and DT summer happenings, await. Whether its three or four weeks we have left, it is never soon enough.
I think you've reached a strange place when windowless basement rooms and old couches become the place you choose to go. Thank you, Arts Lounge.

B Out!