The first time I met the Devil was at a Motel 6
My birthday was fucking awesome. My couch came in (and while it was an incredible bitch, I managed to figure out how to get the cover on it), so our apartment is now looking like a real liveable place, got some good presents, and had two people bring me cakes! Hosted a pretty damn fun party too, nice interesting crowd, very friendly and fun. Our building is insanely well-insulated, so even at full volume, there's almost no sound bleed even through the door to the hall. Definitely have to host another soiree or two as things roll on.
Saturday, I actually went dancing with a friend of mine at this place called Annie's Social Club (which is an easy walk from my apartment). They were hosting a monthly event called "Leisure," a happy little Britpop dance night (dancing is a lot easier when you're surrounded by other white people who also can't dance very well...). Very very fun.
And tonight I had crab for the first time! Pretty damn good, different from what I expected.
I'm just blown away on a daily basis these days. This is what life is supposed to be like. And I'm staying pretty much on top of the school work as well. Amazing.
Saturday, I actually went dancing with a friend of mine at this place called Annie's Social Club (which is an easy walk from my apartment). They were hosting a monthly event called "Leisure," a happy little Britpop dance night (dancing is a lot easier when you're surrounded by other white people who also can't dance very well...). Very very fun.
And tonight I had crab for the first time! Pretty damn good, different from what I expected.
I'm just blown away on a daily basis these days. This is what life is supposed to be like. And I'm staying pretty much on top of the school work as well. Amazing.