Fun

My stomach hurts like a mofo. Could it be the first two tacos, or the second two? Or the milk and doughnuts that I had later. Hmmm.

Last night was fun regardless. Wandering the streets of Portland, riding the MAX after putting on my little green skirt. Walked across the Hawthorne bridge to see a lazer show, too late. Lots of annoying highschool students all over the place, assuming it was prom. A Guiness at George's downtown (Kelly's Olympian). And missed the MAX home. Why doesn't it run later on weekends. Seems counterintuitive to have it run until 1:00 during the week and 12:00 on weekends? They must like people driving drunk. Ahh, thank goodness for cabs. All in all a good reprive, though slept too long today, and a hella lotta outlining left to do for that exam I have to take tomorrow.

Anyone up for another hysterical fit at George's?