open me choppers
The horror of finals will finally be over after tomorrow morning. I've been sitting in the library for about, oh, forty minutes and haven't really done anything yet. Justification: getting all Facebook/Myspace/livejournal out of my system so I can read.
Last night we went to this Snow Ball at the Oscar Wilde lesbian/gay co-op in Berkeley. (Of course the only parties we ever hear about at Mills are where all the men are gay and all the girls just loooove you.) We drank four bottles of wine (three reg. size, one JUMBO size) between the six of us. We danced and danced in our sixties attire. We all had beehives and dresses. Mine was a bright red fluffy one. I kissed a few adorable gay boys. Back at school we passed around the last bottle and said a grace for each sip/glug. Then we played a game with some fun dice.
I woke up not knowing where my keys were and hoping that my room was left unlocked. Not only were my keys in the door when I came back to my room, but the door was left wiiiiide open for anyone to come and steal my precious valuables, which thank the lord no one did not. Also my RA had come by to tack up my check-out sheet, so she saw that I left my door ajar....not smart eh? I'm already walkin a thin sheet of ice around here...
Okay, I gotta go read some depressing stuff for women's studies.
Last night we went to this Snow Ball at the Oscar Wilde lesbian/gay co-op in Berkeley. (Of course the only parties we ever hear about at Mills are where all the men are gay and all the girls just loooove you.) We drank four bottles of wine (three reg. size, one JUMBO size) between the six of us. We danced and danced in our sixties attire. We all had beehives and dresses. Mine was a bright red fluffy one. I kissed a few adorable gay boys. Back at school we passed around the last bottle and said a grace for each sip/glug. Then we played a game with some fun dice.
I woke up not knowing where my keys were and hoping that my room was left unlocked. Not only were my keys in the door when I came back to my room, but the door was left wiiiiide open for anyone to come and steal my precious valuables, which thank the lord no one did not. Also my RA had come by to tack up my check-out sheet, so she saw that I left my door ajar....not smart eh? I'm already walkin a thin sheet of ice around here...
Okay, I gotta go read some depressing stuff for women's studies.