Riding trax home tonight from the University of Utah reminded me of my trips on the 'T' in Boston; crazy people around you talking about crazy things and keep trying to engage me in their crazy conversations. Thank goodness Rossi is there to fend them off and protect me. I wonder if he's going to start requiring a bodyguard fee. Too bad he won't be there this summer as we'll meeting up at class instead of after work. I may have to get out my pepper spray.
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Hey, for you, no charge for the bodyguard service. But I'm not going to be responsible for the cost of the pepper spray while I'm absent. Though I will miss Mr. GottaMillionBadJokes and his sidekick. You'll have to keep me up on the Trax weirdos....
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