This morning I got an email from the Rice Annual Fund! But, instead of their usual impersonal propaganda, it was actually from a real student! How inspiring! Obviously I immediately donated a large sum to help Wiess win some monetary prize that my shiftless brother will get to enjoy!
Oh, j/k, I am currently contemplating cutting my own hair out of poorness, so I will just be writing lengthy, oddly impassioned replies instead. Sorry, Erika, I know this isn’t what they pay you for.
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Steven later pointed out to me that I apparently don’t even know what year I graduated. Unsurprising, given that earlier this week it took me three tries to correctly tell someone how old I am. Hopefully Erika recognizes this as a further symptom of Wiess cabinet-induced trauma.
Give up on me, Rice Annual Fund! For I have no money but too much time.
Ahhhh I love this!! Erika Kwee was one of my freshman! Hahaha I love your response. I have no money for the annual fund either.