SF: Entry #36

Whew, I’m beat. It’s been a long week. Between spending too much time on homework and a high percentage of food not settling well, it’s been draining. It’s a good thing that I’m surrounded by nice people.

The quiz I took yesterday went pretty well. I hope the one today was ok. I hung out with classmates after the convivium today. I’m such a party animal that when I got home tonight at about 12:30, I fell asleep on the couch almost immediately. The lame fish fry I had for dinner hit kinda hard. It was awfully greasy for being so flavorless. The potatoes were fine.

I wore my t-shirt today that says “You have died of dysentery”. It may in fact be my best conversation-starting shirt. Anyway, Dan said that he should retire from school and design the game “Oregon Trail 3000” which is about crossing the country in a covered wagon post-apocalypse. Laura responded with “You just killed a 4000 pound mutant goldfish; you can carry 50 pounds.” She then said that there should be an “Oregon Road Trip” game, with bits like “You sing ’80s tunes with your friend; you can sing 3 tunes”. Dan commented with “You have died of nostalgia”.

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