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History is becoming less of a trial and more of a mockery; Bryan, Stephan, Ben and I in close proximity make for a formidable machinery of opposition to Dr. Ferris's insipidity. We all went to lunch together at Ruggle's, and it turns out that we also make a good lunch quartet. Since the uncertainty factor of my garage apartment being finished in time for Bryan to live there next semester is so high as to make the answer to his question about tenancy "no", I asked Stephan this morning if he'd be up for letting Bryan look for a house with him and Ben. That will be the most fantastic house dynamic ever. I already spend a lot of time at Stephan's house, but next semester will require my witness even more often, I'm sure.