Wow. I had a quiz in my California History class yesterday that solely consisted of three essay questions. Still recovering from a long weekend where I was able to light very loud fireworks on the beach with no repercussions, I was not my most coherent self in cobbling together my answers. “UFW… bluhh… the uh Black Panther Party… people selfish scared… jerks… Mono Lake but stuff… did I talk about grapes yet also internment camps”; I was pretty
swoopstake. All over the place, indiscriminate. I still got a good grade, though. My teacher is either feeling sorry for me or he’s just getting random doodles on the other papers and I’m looking good by comparison. Thanks, Mr. Smith.