Last night was an exciting adventure of wind and bikes and beer. How could it get any better? Well, Minus the Bear made an appearance, as did the ever-infamous shirtless dancers. Pictures might surface, but I'm hoping they don't.
Pre-Thanksgiving Feast is going to shame the restaurant buffet "Real Thing". Americans should take a hint from their hippie kids and other foreign cultures and celebrate more holidays with friends and streetside celebrations.
Hopefully, at some point in today's activities, I'm going to begin my UW application essay. Wish me luck. It's the beginning of a shit-storm (I refuse to even think of the writing proficiency test I'll have to take.)