When I Die...

...I want to come back as an LSU Squirrel. I'll have all the french fries I want and I won't worry about the fact that they came out of the garbage or that they are loaded with fat. Because I'll be a squirrel. And squirrels don't have to care about hygiene or fat content.



I took this picture outside of the LSU Student Union today.


Oh, and on a completely un-Squirrel related note, IT'S COLD. It's unexpected (even though weather.com has been warning me about this), but quite nice. Like a free cookie or a nice message on your dorm door whiteboard.