"Guys, can we just all admit, right now, that we were all such a shitshow tonight"

I haven't really talked about what I've been doing so much as how I feel about it, so for a change of pace:

Friday I had a two hour long tea party in the Lab (things look better capitalized, dontcha think) drinking the PuEhr from Far Leaves Tea and then worked on my programming lab with MW, settled plans for the night. The twins came up to watch The King's Speech. I proposed a game of taking a shot every time Colin Firth looks uncomfortable. We agreed we weren't ready for that kind of inebriation within the first 20 minutes. Tangled instead. Btwin mocked me when I cried. All three times. Then back scratches and bonding until the wee hours of the morning.

Last night was unbelievably successful. Well. I did lose another one of my jackets, but that just seems to be trending. Fabray and Dmather blazing and reading 100 years of solitude. German majors and impromptu toasts auf deutsch. Yeah we move with the flow (or at least mo does). Burnss' John Wayne impression. Engineers. Straight drinks. Cockblocks (and marking territory). Dmath giggles like a baby penguin being tickled.

A few gems:

" I am Mary Magdalene! 'Jesus, I AM STONED!' "

" I'm singing. I must be drunk."

"My body is all messy but my brain is fine!"

Now off to do some wood/concrete homework!

Fabray does the best morning after recaps.

We fuck, we sleep, we study, rage.

Yes berkeley.