So… I got back from my meeting… and god only knows what I did with my time this afternoon. I went to the 4:30 showing of The Aviator– if it wasn’t 4:00AM I’d write a few words about it… and then watched 8mm… same about that.
And then we were bored for a while.
Then we decided to go to the Pita Pit (around 2:30AM) which was quite an adventure. We piled six people into Jordan’s truck and drove downtown. When we got to the Pita Pit, I’m pretty sure that we were the only sober people there. And that includes the employees– well, point in fact, there was actually one sober worker, who seemed to be throughougly annoyed with his drunk co-workers. As I was ordering my Pita, the guy at the counter complains about his co-workers going to the bars, and then procedes to pull out a can of beer and open it on the counter, spraying foam all over. It’s rather amusing– there’s a sign on the inside of the door leading to the back room that says “NO going to bars between shifts.”
So we all made it back to the quad, despite Evan getting hit on by some drunk girl who tried to get into a fight with another girl and threw a chair…
And ever since then we’ve been listening to Michah recount his oddesy to Las Vegas and back, which is HIGHLY amusing.
