We rode bikes to get beer and wine in a box, and then to get pizza, and then to City Park, where we laid in the grass in the sun and had our own private party. We solved a lot of the world's problems, including that of the hippies.
Then to Paul's house, where the guys played bocci in the bumpy front yard, and I did stupid homework.
But the craziest part was that afterwards, when we had all had our fill of green chili beer cheese soup, the cat Abby disappeared. We discovered she had crawled her way into and down a vent.
Contraptions were made, of string and wire, but no dice. The fire department came and they looked at all the walls with their heat-seeing device, but no dice. Poor poor Abby. She is a very white cat.
Yesterday we heard from Paul that she made it out of the vent all on her own, and she was completely black. It took two baths to get her clean.
I have lots of stupid research papers to write, which is way harder than St. John's papers because you are required to talk about what other people think. Can't wait for summer and beers in the park Every Day!!!
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