Respect Authority

Over Thanksgiving Break, I took it upon myself to snap a discreet photo of my younger sister’s college notebook. Even though I’m sure the notebook’s contents are actual …notes, on adolescent development or whatever it is education majors are studying these days, it strikes me as the kind of thing overtired detectives will find in her apartment years from now — among newspaper clippings and weeks-old peanut butter and jelly sandwiches — filled with years of pent-up anger against invisible elves that mock her after dark.  

Seriously, I’m no calligrapher, or whatever those people are they bring in to judge you based on your handwriting, but my sister might be a serial killer. 

If I don’t post anything for a few days, call the cops.