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Oh man, there was just a blackout in the neighborhood -- apparently a power line started going crazy and catching on fire. For lack of anything better to do (and out of extreme curiosity for what was going on), Joel, Dan, (their roommate who's name I never learned), and I wandered down the blocked off street. Sometimes sorority girl conversations are the funniest thing ever...
"Oh gawd, I sooo need to take a shower."
"Then why don't you take one?"
"Ewww...I can't do that in the dark!"
At least they were offering everyone free ice cream.
Backing up to monday...
Seth, Micky, and Stephen took me out for a birthday dinner! The first place we had intended turned out to be closed, so for a while we randomly wandered the streets of downtown berkeley, looking for a place to eat.
"How about there?" "No...lets keep walking..."
"Well, what kind of restaurant is good for a birthday dinner?"
::pause::
"How about THAT one?"
::points to sign saying 'FREE BIRTHDAY DINNERS'::
::all stare at sign with mouths gaping::
So we found our restaurant. And it had tasty japanese food. And there was much rejoicing (as well as hilarious chopstick incompetence).
After the dinner, I went and sang with the UC berkeley alumni chorus (I had met the director the previous week, and he said i should come check it out). The music was beautiful (especially rachmaninoff's cherubic hymn), so I think I'll keep going.
"Oh gawd, I sooo need to take a shower."
"Then why don't you take one?"
"Ewww...I can't do that in the dark!"
At least they were offering everyone free ice cream.
Backing up to monday...
Seth, Micky, and Stephen took me out for a birthday dinner! The first place we had intended turned out to be closed, so for a while we randomly wandered the streets of downtown berkeley, looking for a place to eat.
"How about there?" "No...lets keep walking..."
"Well, what kind of restaurant is good for a birthday dinner?"
::pause::
"How about THAT one?"
::points to sign saying 'FREE BIRTHDAY DINNERS'::
::all stare at sign with mouths gaping::
So we found our restaurant. And it had tasty japanese food. And there was much rejoicing (as well as hilarious chopstick incompetence).
After the dinner, I went and sang with the UC berkeley alumni chorus (I had met the director the previous week, and he said i should come check it out). The music was beautiful (especially rachmaninoff's cherubic hymn), so I think I'll keep going.