I just handed in my final project for journalism (without writing a single original piece – thanks to the job). One class down, many more to go.
As I was walking through the journalism dungeon/building I ran into Chavonne, with whom I worked very closely at Targum. She was the Livingston correspondent when I was campus editor, so I was her supervisor. It’s fun to run into the ghosts of college years past.
Also, on my way back to the classroom I walked past a guy who look a lot like Tim. Very creepy. (Not that Tim looks creepy, you see, but the way online personalities permeate my world)