Duck. Duck. Duck. Duck.
This weekend consisted of a delightful series of adventures.
I went to visit my collection of friends who are currently residing at Virginia Tech. We kept busy.
Jenny and Megan and I dressed scandalously for Rocky Horror Picture Show. It was quite exciting, what with the men dressed as women and the shouting audience and the flying pieces of toast and the Time Warp and the de-virginization process.
Oh my. (How I love run-on sentences today.)
Then.
Megan and I ran off to a party at a fraternity. We got in without tickets, which was enjoyable (we had discarded our scandalous outfits already...ahem. Not at the party. Ahem.). At this party, we located Steven and hopped off to his dorm. We spent the evening making popcorn and rambling about nothing. At about six thirty, we sprawled out in various places in the room (I got to sleep in his roommate's bed. His roommate isn't around on the weekends, if that's what you're wondering. Ahem. Or maybe you weren't wondering.).
The next day.
We bummed around in the morning, then took the bus to the Math Emporium (oooh, the excitement). We weren't going for math. There are other exciting things in the building, like the Easy Chair (where we got chai tea) and a CVS (oh, how exotic). We also returned a video at the nearby Blockbusters.
So.
That night we went to a caving party, where we most certainly did not go into caves, but rather just spent quality time with cavers and a guy named Kenny (maybe) who wanted to be our friend. Oh my.
And after several hours of jello wrestling and hot tubbing and food eating and other exciting activities, we called it a night and slept in tents in a field.
It was cold, but enjoyable anyway.
The next day consisted of laziness and last minute bonding. And then I left.
And then nothing exciting happens.
Oh, the thrills.
I went to visit my collection of friends who are currently residing at Virginia Tech. We kept busy.
Jenny and Megan and I dressed scandalously for Rocky Horror Picture Show. It was quite exciting, what with the men dressed as women and the shouting audience and the flying pieces of toast and the Time Warp and the de-virginization process.
Oh my. (How I love run-on sentences today.)
Then.
Megan and I ran off to a party at a fraternity. We got in without tickets, which was enjoyable (we had discarded our scandalous outfits already...ahem. Not at the party. Ahem.). At this party, we located Steven and hopped off to his dorm. We spent the evening making popcorn and rambling about nothing. At about six thirty, we sprawled out in various places in the room (I got to sleep in his roommate's bed. His roommate isn't around on the weekends, if that's what you're wondering. Ahem. Or maybe you weren't wondering.).
The next day.
We bummed around in the morning, then took the bus to the Math Emporium (oooh, the excitement). We weren't going for math. There are other exciting things in the building, like the Easy Chair (where we got chai tea) and a CVS (oh, how exotic). We also returned a video at the nearby Blockbusters.
So.
That night we went to a caving party, where we most certainly did not go into caves, but rather just spent quality time with cavers and a guy named Kenny (maybe) who wanted to be our friend. Oh my.
And after several hours of jello wrestling and hot tubbing and food eating and other exciting activities, we called it a night and slept in tents in a field.
It was cold, but enjoyable anyway.
The next day consisted of laziness and last minute bonding. And then I left.
And then nothing exciting happens.
Oh, the thrills.