Kangaroo sensi checking in
Hi people, I am alive.
I'm currently in very awesome Washington DC with Amanda and friends, crashing on a couple of her friends, Patrick and Lipe's, floor next door. This room is pretty much the life of Anderson 3 North, as the section we're living in is known, and there are often up to a dozen people in the tiny dorm room playing Halo, watching TV or just sitting around. This is both good and bad in that you get to easily socialise with lots of friendly people, but you often don't get to bed until crazy times like 3:30am as I am posting at now. But, I never go to bed until late anyway so it's all good.
Thursday night back in Morgantown was also rather lame, went to a bar which was crowded, filled with guys and not as interesting as we hoped. We couldn't get into the club we wanted to because the line was massive and freezing to death is so overrated. So we just went hope a little earlier than usual after messing around getting food for a while. Friday night was the house party at Chris' round the corner at which we played yet more beer pong and looked after a couple of girls who were amazingly drunk. That was a very fun night. Then went back to Nick's place and hung out with Nick and his roomates until ridiculously late, as usual.
Saturday was unfortunately time to leave. After a spat of nice days, this one had snow. The plan was for Nick and I to drive to Cumberland, about an hour from Morgantown and then for the esteemed Cam Riley to drive me in his black sports car to DC. This of course did not go according to plan, like every other aspect of this trip so far. Nick's heating decided now would be a great time to break, so we could not see out the windscreen in the snow and cold. We got about 20 miles down the road before giving up and turning back. Fortunately Cam was cool enough to drive the rest of the way to Morgantown and crisis was more or less averted. There was lemon soft drink at the buffet place in DC we had dinner at, much to my surprice and excitement, having been deprived of it for over two months.
Met Amanda in the car park and she insisted on carrying my bag inside, despite its ridiculous weight. Saturday night was spent playing karaoke, much to my embarassment, watching Sernity, playing poker and losing badly to Goose, and playing more karaoke. We were up until 6:30am. This feat was bettered by 7am the next night, which I spent playing werewolf until 2am, talking to Amanda until 4am and then watching the end of Finding Nemo and discussing politics of Lipe.
Other nights have been more of the same, pretty much. We went on a few expeditions to see monuments at night, as they are lit up and look awesome, and watched much Family guy, Simpsons and of course the 24 premiere and Monday's BSG repeat. There's so much to do in Washington that I'm going to find it hard to fit it all in, even having extended my stay until Sunday. Today me and Lipe struggled to get through Museum of American History and Museum of Natural History in one day. There are of course billions of photos and there will be more to come.
So, yes, enjoying my stay in DC possibly more than any of the other legs on this trip so far. Apparently I fit in rather well and everyone wants me to stay and then transfer here next semester. awwww. It's going to suck to leave, I could so live here for a god few months longer. Maybe I'll ship them all to Perth for a while. But seriously, I love everyone and am having a great time.
Tomorrow I shall hit up Arlington and the Pentagon, and then as much of the rest of the city as possible before the sun sets, then do the rest on Friday and so forth. Parties Friday and Saturday nights, excellent. I'm also attempting to cook large amounts of kit mexican food tomorrow night, which will of course be a disaster, but I'll do my best. Plenty of girls around to bail me out anyway. Speaking of which, apparently I'm capable of eating more than anyone else, and I'm not even trying as my stomach is still used to not eating very much at all. I did learn that the TDR cafeteria hot dogs are most definately not edible and the university makes its money by charging $2.75 for washing. Insane.
Lots of others stuff to talk about and in more detail, but this post is long enough already. That'll teach me to update so infrequently.
P. S: Geoff Gallop resigns to battle depression? What the hell?
I'm currently in very awesome Washington DC with Amanda and friends, crashing on a couple of her friends, Patrick and Lipe's, floor next door. This room is pretty much the life of Anderson 3 North, as the section we're living in is known, and there are often up to a dozen people in the tiny dorm room playing Halo, watching TV or just sitting around. This is both good and bad in that you get to easily socialise with lots of friendly people, but you often don't get to bed until crazy times like 3:30am as I am posting at now. But, I never go to bed until late anyway so it's all good.
Thursday night back in Morgantown was also rather lame, went to a bar which was crowded, filled with guys and not as interesting as we hoped. We couldn't get into the club we wanted to because the line was massive and freezing to death is so overrated. So we just went hope a little earlier than usual after messing around getting food for a while. Friday night was the house party at Chris' round the corner at which we played yet more beer pong and looked after a couple of girls who were amazingly drunk. That was a very fun night. Then went back to Nick's place and hung out with Nick and his roomates until ridiculously late, as usual.
Saturday was unfortunately time to leave. After a spat of nice days, this one had snow. The plan was for Nick and I to drive to Cumberland, about an hour from Morgantown and then for the esteemed Cam Riley to drive me in his black sports car to DC. This of course did not go according to plan, like every other aspect of this trip so far. Nick's heating decided now would be a great time to break, so we could not see out the windscreen in the snow and cold. We got about 20 miles down the road before giving up and turning back. Fortunately Cam was cool enough to drive the rest of the way to Morgantown and crisis was more or less averted. There was lemon soft drink at the buffet place in DC we had dinner at, much to my surprice and excitement, having been deprived of it for over two months.
Met Amanda in the car park and she insisted on carrying my bag inside, despite its ridiculous weight. Saturday night was spent playing karaoke, much to my embarassment, watching Sernity, playing poker and losing badly to Goose, and playing more karaoke. We were up until 6:30am. This feat was bettered by 7am the next night, which I spent playing werewolf until 2am, talking to Amanda until 4am and then watching the end of Finding Nemo and discussing politics of Lipe.
Other nights have been more of the same, pretty much. We went on a few expeditions to see monuments at night, as they are lit up and look awesome, and watched much Family guy, Simpsons and of course the 24 premiere and Monday's BSG repeat. There's so much to do in Washington that I'm going to find it hard to fit it all in, even having extended my stay until Sunday. Today me and Lipe struggled to get through Museum of American History and Museum of Natural History in one day. There are of course billions of photos and there will be more to come.
So, yes, enjoying my stay in DC possibly more than any of the other legs on this trip so far. Apparently I fit in rather well and everyone wants me to stay and then transfer here next semester. awwww. It's going to suck to leave, I could so live here for a god few months longer. Maybe I'll ship them all to Perth for a while. But seriously, I love everyone and am having a great time.
Tomorrow I shall hit up Arlington and the Pentagon, and then as much of the rest of the city as possible before the sun sets, then do the rest on Friday and so forth. Parties Friday and Saturday nights, excellent. I'm also attempting to cook large amounts of kit mexican food tomorrow night, which will of course be a disaster, but I'll do my best. Plenty of girls around to bail me out anyway. Speaking of which, apparently I'm capable of eating more than anyone else, and I'm not even trying as my stomach is still used to not eating very much at all. I did learn that the TDR cafeteria hot dogs are most definately not edible and the university makes its money by charging $2.75 for washing. Insane.
Lots of others stuff to talk about and in more detail, but this post is long enough already. That'll teach me to update so infrequently.
P. S: Geoff Gallop resigns to battle depression? What the hell?
posted by Nic White at
5:23 PM
