DD's of 2009
Burning ButterfliesBy the end of the second week, we had little choice but to take a shotgun approach. The fault of this circumstance lay solely in our hands, rough with procrastination. We had held off on beginning the project through sheer self-interest, our thoughts divided from the task much, if not more so, then our individual attentions to the course. I had taken the course in hopes of finding some significance in my career path. She was simply bored by hard science and statistics. In terms of inspiration and drive, both of us would be found decidedly wanting. In the end, that's what drove our two desks, separated by the margin of twelve other able bodies, together.
DD's of 2001
abstract politician soup???????