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Lovely Thursday night. I brought Joe to the Garg meeting, which was another staplefest, but fun just the same. 'Twas followed by Café Ambrosia with him and She-Alex and Valerie--chocolate chai is liquid happiness. Then back to East Quad, where we hung out in Alex's room and listened to some music (the girls weren't digging RENT) and comedy (they did, however, like George Carlin and Bill Hicks). Next came alone-time with Joe after Val left and Alex kicked us out. I caught a bus back to north campus that was filled with drunken fuckers. Came in here to find a stern note from Abby; her pissedness at me is fully justified, but I think it's a bit much that she's looking into terminating her rooming contact. I mean, come on, what's a few more months? I need to write her back to apologize and explain that Joe and I were not screwing around below her and the shaking of the bed was caused only by our shifting around as we tried to go to sleep.
Tomorrow I only have one class--the other was cancelled. This makes me happy.
Tomorrow I only have one class--the other was cancelled. This makes me happy.