Happy 9-11
I had quite a time at Dyke City, USA this weekend. AKA Smith College, Northampton Mass. It wasn't that there were more lesbians than I could stand, as it was that everyone was like, seventeen. Then again, we are talking about the biggest partiers of the population. I bought 130 dollars worth of alcohol in one hour. Do you know how many years in jail I could have got? Still, it's good to spend time with people you don't normally hang out with. Like gay women and minors. Somehow I fit right in with underage lesbians...!
Thanks Perry (users/apparentlydumb) for arranging housing for the weekend, though it wasn't the Four Seasons, and for the free cafeteria food, i.e., the free food preservatives and anal leakage! Northampton is a really snazzy town that I wouldn't mind living in. Burrito maxes and overpriced thrift stores aplenty. I got to party at a classic ivy-covered frat house in Amherst, and ghettogrind all night at a freshman social that offered peanut butter and fluff sandwiches. I might have got laid if it weren't for it being an ALL-GIRLS SCHOOL!
I think my fondest memory is perhaps the dormatory basement tour we went on looking for a party, only to stumble onto a petrifying Freddy Krueger lair and even more alarming "Sodomy Saturday" sign graffitied on a cement wall. Yeah, it was saturday.
'Twas a blast. I like getting the hell out of here for awhile. Mike and Nate, I love you. Keep in touch.
Thanks Perry (users/apparentlydumb) for arranging housing for the weekend, though it wasn't the Four Seasons, and for the free cafeteria food, i.e., the free food preservatives and anal leakage! Northampton is a really snazzy town that I wouldn't mind living in. Burrito maxes and overpriced thrift stores aplenty. I got to party at a classic ivy-covered frat house in Amherst, and ghettogrind all night at a freshman social that offered peanut butter and fluff sandwiches. I might have got laid if it weren't for it being an ALL-GIRLS SCHOOL!
I think my fondest memory is perhaps the dormatory basement tour we went on looking for a party, only to stumble onto a petrifying Freddy Krueger lair and even more alarming "Sodomy Saturday" sign graffitied on a cement wall. Yeah, it was saturday.
'Twas a blast. I like getting the hell out of here for awhile. Mike and Nate, I love you. Keep in touch.