Well, I didn't take this photo... but it was my camera, and that is me. So, close enough. Pretty sure this was Spring 1981, finishing up Junior year. That's my university apartment.
Man, I loved that chair. It was on old, well broken-in chair from home that I had claimed when the parents replaced it. Somewhere along the way my mother made a slip cover for it. I have no recollection as to how it made it from home to my school apartment. But there it is.
This is proof that I did study in school, thought the beer cans hint at the other side of the story. Good times, but I wouldn't want to do it all over.
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