After a turbulent Friday, in the wake of decisions having been made, we set out on the great hunt for (cheap) libations. While coming upon Dixie liquor near Georgetown U., we knew we had to capitalize upon our location of cost efficient resources. With only our bikes in tow, I had to make due. With a few bungee cords, many rubber necker's waiting for my apparently ensuing demise (i.e. beer flooding the streets), and a few cheers, we made it back to the pad, drinks in hand.
Then there is issue #2. Scott was thirsty for ever classic h20, but as the result of our poor communication, all the glasses currently at our house are the size of thimbles. And while all of those are dirty, again we make due. A bowl works just as fine.
The rest of weekend was filled with meeting more friends out for drinks, seeing another from home, and seeing a move before 12 on a Saturday. It's pretty much the life. However, if you have a soul, 'Dinner for Schmucks' isn't all fun and games. Maybe it was the hang over induced depression, but we walked away feeling like we needed to help old ladies, or something to balance out the bad karma.
So. Today. Monday. Day 1 with Direction. Currently planning out cover letters to submit with resume to the Congressmen of my choice, brushing up on history, as well current issues. And while it sounds terribly boring, I feel like its building in a non-depreciable direction. Cool.
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