Wrap it up son! Yo, you better wrap that shit up b!

[Listening to: A Tribe Called Quest - Bonita Applebum from the album "Peoples Instinctive Travels and the Paths of Rhythm"]

Ah, the last hurrah. How satisfying it was. Ron, Christian, Dave, Doug, Christina and Lauren and I (CJ was out having fun in Manchester) started the night with dinner at the Commons, and then we watched The Incredibles. That movie, in a word, tits. (You thought I was going to say incredible, didn't you? DIDN'T YOU?!) During the movie, my friend Raquel called and asked me for help on her Assembly language project. Two hours and many headaches later, we got it done. We hung out for a little while, and then I headed back to my room, where everyone was playing poker. I decided to join in the next game. I came in second place next to the Dave-Lauren powerhouse. I ruffled Dave's feathers for a while because I refused to die. Quote of the night: "If we were in the wild west, I would have shot you by now." 'Twas a good time. And now I must end this post. The next time I post, I'll be in the confines of my home. Until then, Peace and Cheerios.