From my mother’s sleep I fell into State U.
And I drank in its belly till my wet fur froze.
Miles from home, loosed from my parents’ love,
I woke to black vodka and the nightmare brothers.
When I died I was .495 booze.
From my mother’s sleep I fell into State U.
And I drank in its belly till my wet fur froze.
Miles from home, loosed from my parents’ love,
I woke to black vodka and the nightmare brothers.
When I died I was .495 booze.
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October 12th, 2017 at 7:43AM
By coincidence, I saw this today.
https://www.bloomberg.com/view/articles/2017-10-06/the-fraternity-paradox-lower-gpa-higher-incomes?cmpId=flipboard
The headline and subhead is …
The Fraternity Paradox: Lower GPA, Higher Incomes.
Party more, study less and still do better than other male graduates in the work force. What’s the secret?