Last Words Can Be So Cliche.

Bodies In The Gears of the Apparatus.

A parking lot... a little fresh snow... and some blue sky.
But wait! What's that--written in the snow? :-)
(Later, the word "HUNT" was written above it.)

When I looked out my window, I saw that people were writing in the snow again. I looked out my window a few minutes later and decided to walk somewhere to take a better view of it. I think this blip is the first time I left my room with a destination to blip somewhere. I'm not sure if I should giggle.. or roll my eyes at the fact that students wrote this.

Long day, full of nothing. Then the evening ended with a pretty cool film shoot (actually, it was a music video), and then two visitors stayed with me overnight.