damn! I wrote a rather lengthy entry about my sojourn into Corvallis but it got eaten by the demons of diaryland. I mostly remember what I said, so I can try again, but that's really very frustrating. Grrr. Well, since I'm in the process of getting ready this morning, I'll give highlights and go into detail later:
-Worked on my story on Greyhound, almost didn't recognize Martha's car and felt abandoned.
-Met a surprisingly gentlemanlike guy named Rob and left a friend at his houseful of drunks.
-Would have been amused by a bicycle crash if Andrew weren't smart enough not to crash when someone shouts at him.
-Stayed up 'til three and ended up sharing a bed with a gay guy.
-Andrew made the best breakfast I've had in YEARS.
-I skipped out on Moni's party, naughty me.
Now I really have to go dry my hair so I can skip off to History, having already skipped Italian 'cause I slept in.
Ohh, and Martha gave me a Strokes sticker!