Chillabus Week is coming to close. The week when we all spend 168 hours intoxicated. The week when we make the best worst decisions of our lives. The week like no other. However, we no longer have a rock solid excuse for skipping class to drink pitcher after pitcher. Does that mean we'll stop? Oh, fuck no. So there's no need to mourn the end of Chillabus Week. Today is not the end of the greatest week; instead, today is the beginning of the NHL season and the eve of one of the greatest football sundays this year. Today is the second consecutive weekend that we've had spring day drinking weather in January and the first weekend you have the opportunity to hook up with that certain smoke in your new class. So carpe that god damn diem and close out Chillabus Week like the fucking professional that you are. See you uptown.
Disclaimer: I'm drunkenly writing this instead of taking my regular power nap before the weekly saturday rally.
