community garden is dug up. a fun (dare i say, funky?) intergenerational crew of Vermillionaires have made insane progress on the garden. we have a list of people ready to roll, we have 20 plots ready to be planted and it seems like i will be eating tomatoes from the garden any second. i wish it was still spring and not snowy and depressing. blargh.
ithaca was snowy, but not depressing. it is scary how many places can feel like home. i saw the perpetual grad students, the ABC waitress who thought 111 osmun was a sorority (harsh), more hippy babies than you can shake a stick at, the ice cream and soup guy, that dude with long blonde hair and spandex shorts and the guy who spends his life in CTB, he was the same but with a spiffier haircut.
ok, people. i have been told to take more pictures and i'm working on it, but i am open suggestions on how to make this more interesting. my life isn't as boring as i make it out to be, i swear. seriously, i am taking suggestions.
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