it's deceptively sunny outside. a day like my grandmother.
the wind is just wicked, and it thwarted all attempts i made to read on the quad today.
i packed up my things this afternoon with all intentions of catching up on my academic reading. at first, i was victorious; it was just sunny enough to keep it warm when the wind blew. however, the wind soon brought in clouds as reinforcements and totally won. it made me think of that old story about the wind and the sun challenging each other over the man in the coat. the sun was supposed to win, but in this version, the sun was a big pussy, and the wind was a bad ass. needless to say, i caved and came home.
adam is incredibly hungover. in fact, he's napping this very moment. we went out last night, and he had to be at work very early this morning. i'm sure the others noticed the alcohol on him as he facilitated training sessions, and i'm sure he was falsely beaming through the whole thing. it's strange, though. he was quite sober before retiring for the evening; his boyfriend was another story, yet this morning, it was josh who was fine and adam suffering, cursing his liver.
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