Today was a good day. I worked out, I read Foucault and mostly kind of understood it, or at least felt okay about it, I went to a basketball game, I actually used my newfound understanding of Foucault in a conversation (so sad the things that excite me), and I am eating SunChips.
And I go to Oxford in less than a week.
1 comment:
Good, good song. But, wait, you get Foucault? Good on ya, mate.
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