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Thanksgiving lunch at school. So fucking good. Roasted turkey, honey baked ham, real mashed potatoes and stuffing: the mess hall is slowly growing on me. It helps their cause that since I started waking up at five, my body has become a black hole, trapping all edible matter unfortunate enough to be caught within my gravity field. I’m starved by lunch time. During yesterday’s feast, the room was packed so I ended up sitting with an old married couple who were part of a busload of seniors touring campus for some reason I didn’t quite understand. I had forgotten what a simple pleasure it is to talk to older people. People who aren’t difficult to please: what a breath of fresh air.