Today I went into school and hung out with the second half of my class, who had their presentations this week. Then we all piled over to the Celtic Inn and many people bought me a drink, since I am poor.
Strike that. I am poor, and slightly pissed.
Excellent afternoon. There was Token Old Drunk Guy who leered at women's bottoms as they played pool. The women in question cottoned onto this pretty fast and got me to stand behind them as they took shots, which not only meant that I had to dodge pool cues, but also that I had to make sure I didn't, in turn, stare at their bottoms.
I totally blame the booze.
There were hugs and high fives and a planned party for next week. There's also the exhibition to prepare for now, so it's not totally over just yet.
Still, it was awesome and sad, at the same time, again. I guess this will continue until the end of the year, when we all finally go our separate ways.
