One A.M...

It is one AM, and the drunks of Dewey House wander the halls in search of more alcohol (and for some reason I'm the one that can't spell...). I'm supposed to be waiting for my roomie to get back, but nearly everyone else has returned but her.. I hope she hasn't gone out to get totally smashed with these two weirdo guys from our floor (well.. one from our floor, the other a transplant from Milwaukee). These people are disturbingly amusing though. A few of them just wandered into the bathroom while I was brushing my teeth.. glad I wasn't doing anything else in there.. like showering.

I'm tired.. I guess I'll go to sleep. I want my computer back so badly!! AAAARGH!!

Woo, Saturday

My hands are covered in chocolate... I'm still computerless... but there are chocolate chip cookies down the halls and everyone is happy. Love to Dewey House! Sober night, because there is a clinical lack of frat parties (oh DARN!). Woo!