Punctuality is the virtue of the bored. - Evelyn Waugh

So last night was fun. It was Kevin and Dennis's one year, and Rach threw them a surprise party. It was pretty much a blast, cept my Tri was broken (ver. bad) and Mark coudn't come (ver. sad, I hate his parents). So yea. I danced with Jenn, ate mad Italian food (had mushrooms in it, so you KNEW it was good) got lost on the way home with Morgan and Jenn (we couldn't figure out how to get from dwntwn to Edgewater, oops) And then I ended up with chocolate cake in the face. I got it all off, but my face was still sticky when I got home. And Rach decided to get in a food fight, the only one who didn't get hit was Dennis, I think. She was throwing the damn cake at people like it was... something you throw with alot of vigor. I dunno.

It's been established that I should not only NOT play baseball, I have really bad aim. And I'm heavier than I look. You see, Frenchy said I looked like Mrs. P (can't spell her name) 'cause I was wearin' really loose clothes, or something. So I tackled him into Rachels stairwell. Then I sat on his ribcage (but first I tried to strangle him, that got averted, Jess you should thank me). Later, we were trying to write Happy Anniversary on the cake with chocolate chips. We ran out of room, so I tokk the gooey chips and tried to hit Frenchy with 'em. I missed. By like, six feet. It was pretty sad. Then later, at Mangias, he was sitting behind me, and I tried to hit him with a Sweet-n-Low packet (you know, one of the pink ones). It went over his head and hit Tiny in the chin. Oops. I gave up after that. Sorry Tiny.

I havn't made up with Jenn, but I'm glad I hung out with her last night. It was a step...

Rachel has ten bunnies now!
Roxanne