yesterday as i was walking out of my math class, towards the gallery in the math/art building, i heard a maniacle laugh from behind a tree and saw a pair of long, lanky legs striding towards me. i soon realized that it was chris. back from alaska, just on monday, he had come to the school to pay last semester tuition and to see mr. flores.

it was good to see chris. good times...

what a wonderful life...