Just thought of a new drinking game. Count how many people I see sleeping in class and thatâ€™s how many shots I take that night.
Donâ€™t you wish class was like a game of angry birds?
To the bike cop who keeps chasing me through the plaza, I take a spinning class. Your move, officer.
To the girl freaking out who left her RamCard at home: No, you donâ€™t need it to get into Wal-mart.
One benefit of having the library construction is seeing all the giant vehicles huddled together like a transformer petting zoo.