I was an artist in a room full of bankers
photographing their annual banquet
when a charming,
retiree board member
informs me, with a wink of an eye, that he thinks...
.............. I have a bit of the devil in me ..............
I was feisty.
And it stood out in that room full of bankers, boldly.
I was feisty.
And it stood out in that room full of bankers, boldly.
However, I was unaware that I was so transparent and thought,
perhaps the pressure of thesis
perhaps the pressure of thesis
is taking its toll and I am about to burst.
So I did what any hard working college student would do
to relieve some built up stress...
to relieve some built up stress...
I drank...
...and devouring a burger here...
...while floating in a saltwater soaking pool...
...and devouring a burger here...
After committing to that third beverage
(because their were several more to follow)
it was apparent
that I was well on my way,
sealing my fate,
in feeling
like this Beck video.
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(I will admit...he was right,
that "bit of the devil"
was in there, it still is,
and deserves to be let out
every once in a while...
...ouch)
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