Oh my god, Jennie, go to bed.

reasons today was awesome

W Day.

We were inducted as Gamma Phi Beta Alumnae tonight, which, I'll admit, is somewhat bittersweet, but it means we had 3 great years as Gamma Phis here at Witt.

Friends . . . Ross and Rachel did not only kiss, but they made out. And since my love life is nonexistent at this point, I will live vicariously through fictional characters on TV.

Also Friends related? There was a preview that said the Friends finale is 2 hours long next Thursday. 2 HOURS!

We had a picnic in our backyard.

We found out Vanilla Ice is headlining Wittfest. So while we can't get stars of today, such as John Mayer or Guster (hello, Purdue) at least we can get a star from the 80s who had one hit. If he doesn't sing it I'll be sorely disappointed and will proceed directly to McMurray's to see American Cherry. Because I'm sure I'll get more out of that than from Vanilla Ice. Ahem.

And finally, today was awesome because of my FF. Heehee.

dubya day . . . not the bad dubya, though

I love how my last post reads like I'm accepting an award or something, with all the thank yous and the happy.

It's W Day, which is awesome, because there's such a celebratory mood on campus. I don't understand why professors even bother to hold class on W Day. I wish I could participate, but I think I participated a little too much last night. But it was my birthday, so that's OK.

So, I should be doing work, because we have alumni induction at the house later, plus the senior picture, and it's also senior night at Station. And, most importantly, Friends is new tonight. Can't miss that, ya know.

and the award goes to . . .

Thanks to everyone who came out for my birthday! I heart all of you! Obviously. I'm a little confused, though, cause I thought the Phi Psis were out by Wally collecting money, but we went back out there about an hour ago and . . . nobody. Weird. Maybe I hallucinated everything.

Thanks, Rill, though, for taking us to Taco Bell in your van with the couches in the backseat. And Mary, who helped me figure out that Paul Rudd was in The Object of My Affection with Jennifer Aniston. And, thanks to Brien and Pat for giving me birthday shots even though I didn't need them after the Incredible Hulk. Look how well I'm typing, though, and it's after 4 in the morning!

Go me!

I'm 22!

I do what I want!

21 the sequel

It's my birthday, and since I had so much fun last year turning 21, I've decided to do it again.

22? No. I'm 21 again.

erotic photo hunt . . . we are the winners!

Good news, though! I didn't win anything at crab races, but we beat the high score on erotic photo hunt!

So now I suck at life a tiny bit less. Yaaaaaaaaaay.

i suck at life

Sigh. Apparently I am a horrible person.

It's good to know these things.