Siena`s new favorite game is to say "This is the last time we are going to <insert whatever we are doing at any given moment>!" Today on the U-bahn it was "Katy! This is the last time we are going to ride the U-3 to Herrengasse at 16:14 on a Saturday afternoon!" The last week is going to be full of that sentimental stuff that I will be trying not to think about.
Last night we had a going away bash at this bar called The Travel Shack. We played the IES slideshow from the whole semester, and everyone got sentimental. Then they kept drinking and just got happy again. You know. Typical going away party, college style. The only casualty from the night was my scarf, which is probably stuck in a pile of snow somewhere or tucked under the bar or something. It didn`t make it home, but I did so I still consider the night successful. I´m going to go play some Schubert instead of writing a paper. Go Vienna.
HOW'S YOUR LIVER?
ReplyDeleteIt's fine. I drink beer, and not like a frat boy. I actually took people home that night who had consumed far more than I. I'm an older sister wherever I go.
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