But I was fun as possible at City Hall:
- When we all got shoved into the back room for "phase 3" of waiting I started a sing-along of T.I.'s "Whatever You Like." And people TOTALLY participated.
- I met six people. One had spent several years in Tanzania volunteering, and one claimed to make the greatest sweet tea in all of Louisiana and said I could come over and have some.
- I made a collage using chewed gum and various How-To-Run-From-Hurricanes packets and pamphlets
- I bought three packs of Lifesavers from the vending machine and taught the little girl behind me how to play Lifesaver Solitaire. Then we ate them. And her dad thought that was gross and she wasn't allowed to hang out with me anymore. Which was too bad for him because we were stuck in line together for eight hours.
- I read the entirety of Scott Pilgrim Volume II. This is my new favorite comic book. Thanks Nadim!
- Beat ALL HIGH SCORES on cell phone Bejeweled!
- Voted for BARACK OBAMA! YAYYYYAYYAYAYA!
- Ran into Weezy (plus body guards) on Magazine. No big thang. HE COMPLIMENTED MY BELT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11!!! Whatever. Happens to everyone.
- TV on the Radio
- Saw Assassins at the little theatre in the French Quarter.
- Aidan had his first beigniet. BFD.
- Lasagna and gin and tonics at Leah's where we played Clue.
- I finally watched Camp Rock. And then I puked all over myself.
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Barack Obama isn't a native born American, so he can't be president! At least that's what G. Gordon Liddy told me...
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