After an insanely hot weekend the heat has finally broken, making walking outside seem an exercise in narcissism--the flowers bowing and bending as I walk by.

The campus population is doing its summer changeover from kids who look like they're in high school but are actually freshmen to kids who look like they're 12 but are actually in high school.

Conversation outside the union:

Girl 1: Hey, come help me look for my earring!

Girl 2: I'm not walking back that way, so you look for it yourself.

Girl 1: I'm getting my nose pierced.