I was so hungry for a cheeseburger it was kind of ridiculous, two full hours of union meetings and I wanted to eat my own hand. I’m walking back to campus with my Jughead sack of lunch and C. hangs out her window calling my name. So I went up to her office and ate and she and J. told me everything they knew about K., which included some juicy information about J., and we read her blog and lol’ed until a mom called on the phone and it was all the very definition of collegial.