no one suspects the butterfly...

In retelling my journeys, as in making them, I do not know how to stop -- Rousseau

9.18.2002

Test done. Not as evil as they could have made it. Not as nice as they could have made it. After the test yesterday I went running and then decided that I should do something fun. Some of my friends were going downtown to hear some irish fiddles so I went along. Never start the night with the idea that you are not going to drink much. It is a bad omen. While waiting for 10:00 to roll around we were hanging around in another flat. For some reason I got conned into taking shots of green tequila- suposidly made by top ranking mexican generals to give their soldiers a competitive edge. It was sketchy and not a good opener for the night. We went and watched the fiddlers. Some of my friends play the fiddle so we sat around and talked to a couple of them afterwards. They were a sweet old couple. They gave us a ride home which was nice but my friend Julia and I ended up riding in the boot (trunk). Luckily it was a station wagon. We had to keep our heads down though so that the cops wouldn't see we didn't have seatbelts. Some of us then went to the Foundry(on campus pub) and hung out there until they stoped serving alcohol. We talked about how spring makes everyone twitterpated (sp?)-- Bambi refrence. It really does though. Bad News. Plus, there wa sa study done that showed when you are drunk the people around you are 25% more attractive. Keep that in mind. We then went back to another flat and hung out for a while. I was up until 3 am or so. It is mearly a guess. I have made it to all of my classes so far today. I made cornbread for lunch today. It was quite good except we don't have a real skillet so we used the frying pan despite the fact that it has a plastic handle. Needless to say the handle is now bubbly and deformed and the kitchen smells like burnt plastic. Hmm. I have class in two minutes. Might want to get on that.

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