Skate night.

Skating last night, GYRAD today… somehow I have to squeeze time into my social calendar for homework. My roommate Mike (you may remember at Homecoming he was the pirate who wore two eyepatches and whaled on that tree) decided to not go skating last night. I told him it would be hilarious if he went out there on skates with his cane, but he opted for homework. The man spends almost as much time on homework as I do… it’s a little scary.

I didn’t fall down, but those skates bothered my arches. So I skated, then took a break, then skated more, then took another break… and so on throughout the evening. I didn’t recognize half the costumes, so I just assumed that many of them were cast members from “Queer Eye for the Straight Guy.” I went as God, as usual.

Unfortunately, they didn’t have decaf at the snack bar. So the night was ruined.

Nah, it was fun. Got to watch a lot of people fall down.