Hit the Auld Shebeen last Friday. I found it to be pretty awesome. But I wish I had been more drunk. Don't get me wrong, I drank a lot but . . . I somehow got angry drunk. So that was a downer. But again, on Friday, I will be chilling (with my drink and my two-step) at the Auld Shebeen. Seriously the basement is everything a bar should be.
Last night there was a full lunar eclipse. I was happy to see that for about five minutes. Then my roommates and I spent the next half hour trying to take pictures. In case anyone has ever tried this or would like to try in the future, here's a warning: regular cameras cannot capture the moon. It is too far away. Period. The End. You might get smeary moon like pictures. Or even a little dot that's kind of white. But on the whole, you will not get the moon. So do not waste half an hour in the freezing cold with chairs and books acting as makeshift tripods trying and testing a thousand different camera settings in attempt to record a lunar eclipse.
And Squid the frog died. Right in the middle of the eclipse. I dished him out with a spoon (cause no one else would do it) and we buried him outside our door, right near Inochiquoise (the ancient Beta fish that died last semester). No longer is there Squid and Tango, just Tango. At least until we get Squid+1. Then we can relive the little Squid moments with a new frog. But there aren't many cause we only had him for two weeks. But still they were good. Rest In Peace Squid!
And in other news. . . there is no other news. Thank god it's Thursday!!
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