I may not be a boy, but I've been excluded from my fair share of boys night. I'm almost positive that you're supposed to have more boys then girls...because at fencing it ended up just being Mike and me. We did electric, which was intense. (Remedial electric 101 for me) and then some of Greg's friends showed up to do foil, and then the lovely gym had double booked the room so a dance class came in marking the first time there were more girls then boys in that room. Some boys night!

Last night's movie (crazy/beautiful) night ended up with the discovery of this very hot man. He is very good looking, (although not the only good looking person I found pictures of yesterday!) but the movie had no point at all, and angered me. Then we got enthralled in the stupidest show alive: The Newleyweds. I hate them all. I hate how Jessica is so abusive--all he wants is a husky!!--but yet, I cannot look away. I'm afraid I wasted my life away.

This morning I headed down to fencing and found Jason waiting for Mike so we sat there for awhile. Eventually we went in and laid down on the floor and tried to sleep and waited for Mike. Mike never came. We think he's dead. So after an hour, we went to breakfast. The best part of Saturday is eating downstairs in Sadler (where ESFers come from) and we get to eat like Kings (or in my case, a Queen) because food up here SUCKS HARDCORE. Over it? No, but I'll try.

Then I went to work. I didn't work Beer Central!! It made me sad! I was working a peanut/popcorn/beer/pop stand which I haven't worked since Columbus Day and it made me super sad, but its ok because no one came. I probably made less then 20 sales all day. Rachel, from Echo, was my supervisor which was sweet because she didn't have to ID me or anything. The Nick Carter supervisor said hi to me too. I hate not selling beer alone. I hate the Labatt Blue guy. Dear Dome Venders, no one's going to go out of their way to buy an "ice cold beer" just because you're screaming. Especially since its 7 degrees. Loser.

On the way out, I was stopped by two elderly security guards.
Security Guard One: Your shoelace is untied.
Me: Oh, thanks
Security Guard One: We don't want you to fall!
Security Guard Two: Not in this weather!

So this makes me wonder...does she want me to fall in other types of weather? Do you think she sits around thinking "I hope she falls in the rain"? or "I hope that Dome worker falls in the hail"...because that's just not nice!

"I'm actually glad I came here, because now I can complain. I know that I really do have it worse then other people"- my roommate, a true optimist!