So now I'll write about Saturday...
Saturday wasn't quite as sweet as Friday. I woke up around 1, and didn't get out of bed til 2 or so. I noted the disastrous state of my room, and finally got in the shower around 3. I cleaned my toilet (mmm) de-puked my glasses (mm again) and found some kick ass pics on my digital camera. So I went down to Andy's room, and Zach was walking down the hall at the same time. We just looked at each other and laughed. So Andy was still in bed (this was about 3:45 pm) and we talked about the night. I showed them the pictures, which were a thorough form of enjoyment for us all. We cleaned up Andy's room, since there was popcorn all over the place. Zach had a broken Corona bottle on his floor, which he apparently stepped on and broke. Ross and Andy's room and bathroom reek like puke and alcohol in the worst way. Ross puked down the side of the toilet and on his floor next to the bed. Fun. They came and borrowed my cleaning stuff today. haha. So then we sat around for a while, and me, Zach, and Kate went to the Rock around 5. Then I came back and didn't do much. It's been raining all day. And it's FREEZING. Today is the first day that I actually considered turning my heater on. But then I noticed that some dildo opened the window in the 2nd/3rd floor stairwell. Dumbshits. I think that was it. Andy said something hilarious earlier that I was really looking forward to writing in here, but I forgot. Oh well. If I remember, I'll be back. Man, I seem to say that a lot lately, don't I?