"Then I see you walking across the campus..."

I'm at The Book End in Boulder, Colorado at the moment, working on something for my clerkship. "Campus" by Vampire Weekend is playing over the speaker system and the song always makes me think of college towns like this one and the town where I go to law school. It's all so perfectly cliché and charming in an unexpected kind of kismet way. I feel like I'm in a scene of some cheesy college film that's churned out for the masses at low cost by a major Hollywood studio. Any second now, Amanda Bynes will come strolling in, all starry-eyed over the cute frat boy she met at a poetry reading last night that he had to attend for his English 101 class. Why the heck am I in Boulder? I couldn't come to Colorado and not live with myself if I didn't come here, all thanks to my deep love of the Larry books (read The Gospel According To Larry asap if you haven't already, swear it'll change your life). One of these days I'll pare down my personal belongings to 27 items, I promise. It's a charming town and I can see the appeal for young people. I head back tonight, catching a ride with the dick I created a playlist for. I half-hope that he hates almost all of the music on my list just so I can continue to hate him, but at the same time I want him to like all of it because then my skill at matching people to music (reading their musical "personalities") will remain unparalleled. Leaving for home Wednesday night, so a chapter of my life will be closing soon and a new chapter will be beginning. Back to the nasty drudgery that is known as work.