Pass the Peace Pipe

Another great weekend has now entered the winter of its life. I must savor what is left, for tomorrow I will be mourning its death...

Haha, if I ever seriously write like that you all have permission to slap me. I just got done reading an essay for my Native American Literature class and I think it has affected me.

Seriously though, this weekend was CRAZY. Friday was pretty low key. Kyle and I went out to dinner, which was good--minus the fact that the bar and grill we went to had 25 different TV's that were showing 5 different stations, which meant that I only had Kyle's attention maybe 25% of the time. The blame for that rests on my shoulders, however, because I know he can't resist the temptations of mindless, televised entertainment.

Last night was when things started to get out of control. I went out to my friend Anna's cabin and basically was shit faced from 5:30pm until I passed out around 1:00am. We played Pictionary while we were out there. That game is 20x more fun after smoking. We also ate a ton of food. I think I consumed more calories while I was there than an Ethiopian child consumes in 6 months.

One thing that sucked was that the cabin was built in the 40's, so it doesn't have all the modern conveniences of home. There is no heat, and the plumbing doesn't work very well. We made the best of it. Elizabeth, my roommate, and I ended up in the same bed, huddling together for warmth because we were so cold.

Besides that, it was perfect!