GRRAAAAAHRG!
Time for Christian to bitch:
Last night at **2:30 AM**, some unspeakable fuckhead decided to pull the fire alarm. His timing was quite impeccable, as you will soon see. So, after trying to ignore the shrieks of the alarm, and trying to think that they were something else, I dragged my self out of bed, grabbed my keys, and headed downstairs. I however did not grab: A. My jacket or B. My shoes. I get outside. It is about 33 degrees farenheit. It is raining. Hard. So, while everyone is complaining that their slippers are getting wet, I am sitting on a stone flower bed quickly catching hypofrostothermibite. There is always someone who has it worse that you do, and this time that person was Christian Oudard. 15 minutes pass. They still won't let us back in yet. I figure that I will seriously adversly affect my health if I stay outside freezing, wet, barefoot, hungry, and wearing pajamas (ok, I wasn't THAT hungry). So I unhappily walk across campus to find an open warm building. You know how when it's cold, and someone flicks your ear, it hurts alot? Well that's exactly what it feels like to walk on pavement barefoot when freezing wet. So I get too Miller hall, the nearest dorm (but not too near) and beg to the girl at the desk, having to show her my bare feet before she lets me in. I have now narrowly avoided freezing to death. yay.
Last night at **2:30 AM**, some unspeakable fuckhead decided to pull the fire alarm. His timing was quite impeccable, as you will soon see. So, after trying to ignore the shrieks of the alarm, and trying to think that they were something else, I dragged my self out of bed, grabbed my keys, and headed downstairs. I however did not grab: A. My jacket or B. My shoes. I get outside. It is about 33 degrees farenheit. It is raining. Hard. So, while everyone is complaining that their slippers are getting wet, I am sitting on a stone flower bed quickly catching hypofrostothermibite. There is always someone who has it worse that you do, and this time that person was Christian Oudard. 15 minutes pass. They still won't let us back in yet. I figure that I will seriously adversly affect my health if I stay outside freezing, wet, barefoot, hungry, and wearing pajamas (ok, I wasn't THAT hungry). So I unhappily walk across campus to find an open warm building. You know how when it's cold, and someone flicks your ear, it hurts alot? Well that's exactly what it feels like to walk on pavement barefoot when freezing wet. So I get too Miller hall, the nearest dorm (but not too near) and beg to the girl at the desk, having to show her my bare feet before she lets me in. I have now narrowly avoided freezing to death. yay.