I’m fast asleep, probably snoring lightly and elegantly. My body’s shut down. Why, you ask? Why, you really ask? Why not? I’ve just had all my rights violated by the Massassassachisetts Institvte of Technology
Spoilers: there's a picture of an awesome cake at the end of this post.
Disclaimer: I gave myself exactly one hour to write this post, because I'm super hosed...so lots of fast typing and zero editing
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I woke up Thursday morning, realized it was March 1, dove off my bed, and flung my laptop open. Gmail couldn't load fast enough. There it was: The E-mail I'd Been Waiting For.
"I am pleased to