Finals are approaching.





I'd like to leave it at that, but I also feel that I should explain this a bit. So at the dorm cafeteria (Elliott's the awesome dude who swipes me in) you're allowed to take out two cookies, a pastry, or an ice cream.

But what I really wanted was cream cheese to eat with my crackers.

So I devised the devilish plan of putting cream cheese in a cone and bringing it out with me casually as though it were a legitimate iced cream. During the course of fashioning the cheese into something that'd look like soft serve, I noticed that it was quite adhesive, and played with the idea of smashing it against my glasses several times. But of course then I'd get skin flakes all over my cheese, and only very few people like that.

So I drew this picture out of curiosity and the fact that I know that quite a good number of you are, in fact, bedridden with madness. If you can't read what's written up there, that's because I wrote it entirely with my left hand. Anyhow, it says:

"No, that's the beauty of it, Elliott! You see, ice cream would just fall off, but this - this, my friend, is CREAM CHEESE."

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