Evenings on the patio...

So I am sitting on the campus center patio, enjoying a refreshing iced tea (lemon flavored, of course), and I am noticing people I have never seen before in my entire life.

This is a result of the end of the year book buy-back, where all of us broke college students sell back our textbooks for an anticlimactic amount of money (read: $5 earned for a $200 textbook...ouch), and use it to buy alcohol. So as I am sitting here, I suddenly see two guys walk out of the campus store, and realize that I've never seen them before - usually you know people, this is a small school and we all walk the same paths at the same times, headed to the same places. Everyone except those science kids, who hermit themselves away in Goodpaster and Schaefer and don't come out until it's time to sell those books back and start raging. What a phenomenon...I am astounded as I watch these hermits finally emerge from their lairs, books in hand and looking spent but ready to go all out. Hilarious.

And then there are those of us who have spent all year having barely opened our books, and instead used the time, wisely, to enjoy Camp SMC. Last night I wore a white and floral dress, and all Paul could say was "Marina is SO TAN!" This may or may not be a result of me spending my entire weekend (okay, and most of last week...) on the docks, reading The Bell Jar and listening to the tunes. At least I was reading serious literature. It was a lovely weekend, and I do not regret a minute of it. As John Lennon said, time you enjoy wasting is not time wasted.

Nick just rode by on his bike. His ass betrays him from miles away.

I'm not really sure what to do with my life right now. I am going to go over to the goon's house at 8 to watch the Red Sox/Yankees game and eat Domino's (we keep it pretty classy), but until then I really have nothing to do. Maybe laundry. I should wash my bathing suits before the rest of the week. My room is a mess though. I got back at about 2 this afternoon and my roommate was in the process of moving all of her shit out, though she's staying until tomorrow. This made for an awkward situation when I needed to shower and her dad and uncle were in the room. Not to mention it was 2 pm and I had just returned. I was so being judged. No longer do I have a fridge, or anywhere to put my TV, which will make my ritual of watching The Daily Show and Colbert Report pretty difficult. Although, I don't really need my desk anymore so I guess...

Sorry, rambling. I'll return to my people-watching and iced-tea-drinking :)