Random Scrap:
It was time to get back home. Vu and I walked around the campus with me standing on the stops of the library or sitting on a bench making a pose. It was important to make a permanent record that I really was here. I didn't quite feel like it. It wasn't all the hippies and revolutionaries. In fact, there were not too many revolutionaries at all apart maybe from a group of students who interrupted professor Janos' class for him crossing the picket line of the university workers. The lady kept yelling at him. He kept saying that he was under the contract to the university to provide knowledge to the students and he would remain so. It was an intense exchange but Janos kept his cool. The class (or whatever number of students appeared) was united behind him and eventually the screaming lady left. Darren was going for his master's to University of Chicago. He would still be there when I came back and in my absence he would be looking after our apartment and my car along with Clarissa, a subletee I found in the last minute of a desperate Craigslist search. Vu was transferring to [Scripps].