The Next Day in the Life of a Writer...

An update on Doritos chick: I didn't have to resort to evil measures to claim my desk back because the employees at CSUF sort of unintentionally fixed the problem. You see, they're building a new library and so the old one's coming down. But first they need to pack up the books and send them to a warehouse. Apparently my desk was in the way, so they removed it. It's no big deal because I found a much better spot on the fourth floor where absolutely no one goes. So not even Doritos chick can find me now, the little harlot.