"What About The Fries?"

I am in Sarah's dorm room. We just woke up from a two and a half hour nap. It feels so good.

Sarah says I don't have anything funny to post.
It's sort of true. This has been an emotional weekend. But I can try can't I?

Last night we went to Late Night Crafts. We decorated calenders with fabric paint while listening to painful karaoke. My calender is gorgeous because it has gobs and gobs of colorful paint on it! I'm giving it to Emy. Emy will love it. Mom will hate it.

All night I'd been having this craving for a rootbeer float. So we went to McDonalds at 1am. I ordered a rootbeer and a soft serve vanilla ice cream. And stood at the counter and dumped the ice cream in the cup. The cashier ignored me. Sarah and Kerry laughed at me. and the drunk guy behind us in line asked me, "what about the fries?" It hit the spot.

OH big news folks. I now own a Penn State shirt. Wait wait I'm not a traitor. It was free and it doesn't even really say Penn State on it. It's just blue and white and says "Late Night in the White Building" Don't ask me what it means. I don't know. Only people on campus here would ever know it was a Penn State shirt so it's all good.

Oh wait actual important news: I go to Colorado on the 29th! My uniform for the spring is Western. Meaning cowboy boots, cowboy hat, jeans or skirt, and "western style shirts." (I'm assuming that means like button up plaid etc) I'm NOT allowed to wear my druggie hat, skirts shorter then knee length, flip flops (except in the showers) or any shirts that have religion or university logos on them. So basically only solid colors.
Yes! I'm going to be a cowgirl! Pictures to come...