the past few days have been quite exhausting. the yale tournament went really well; jamie and i are thinking that we went 3-2, which is good. the area of new haven around yale is really beautiful, i'll give that much to sean and his "havens", although i still decry the general area as a slum with bad pizza. i had much more fun this tournament because i really felt like i knew what i was doing; i really like being Leader of Opposition/Member of Government (as opposed to prime minister/member of opposition, the latter of which is the last of the four big speeches and the hardest for me because you have to be really organized to respond to everything)--this time even all my speeches were about 8 minutes; last tournament jamie dubbed me a "five-minute wonder", which is not exactly a good thing. i'd mention some of the funny shit that happened with cases and such but it's late, i'm tired, and all we do after and during a debate is talk about debate anyway. meredith and i carved our initials, both MDs, and "FU" with hearts into the wooden desks in the general assembly auditorium. our mark has been left on yale. we also carved in "pinky gleason" but he got mad and made us scratch it out. pffft.

i'm sure a lot of people have heard by now how there's a giant hole in I95 bc a truck blew up on it. this means that EVERYONE takes the two-lane merritt parkway now. it's hell. with sean at the wheel of his buick, changing lanes with one hand on the wheel while talking on a cell phone and without looking, it's a very interesting ride. even more so coming back friday night, as meredith and i had to cram ourselves into the front seat together to fit three guys in the back. we have reached a new threshold in our relationship, i believe.

tonight was fun. went to the improv show, which kicked ass as usual although my dear ryan farias was absent, then went over to the levee to catch the main band of the evening, "Q Not U". it was punk, and pretty damned good; there was a mosh pit going on and you could tell 90 percent of the audience was NOT from FU. i found out my pal nikki is in ignatian, which is cool, i love nikki. everyone harassed pete about his smoking habits, in the hopes that peer pressure can fix the same problem it began. no luck yet but we'll keep trying. i went to meredith's room after, everyone was hanging out there, and we played "dirty minds", a game where the point is to avoid the obvious and very dirty answer to solve the riddles. predictably, the popham-mike team came out on top and the digiov-dahts team on bottom, myself and sean were nicely in the middle.

i really am fucking tired. part of me wishes i could go hang out with the guys tonight, because i have a lot of fun just being in an environment full of men sometimes because they have just a different basic approach to everything, but i have no energy and yes, i'm kinda wimpy without wendy. she would go right into someone's room, say "what's up" and sit down; i am not so forward, but i know that with these guys you kind of have to be, cause they never bother organizing anything, people just show up.

in conclusion, good couple of days. damn tomorrow being sunday, i wanted to be at least a bit intoxicated sometime this weekend. next weekend, though, watch out marist. heehee. no, i'm kidding. i would never ever get really drunk when i'm going to have to sleep in an unfamiliar place. esp if i have to sleep on a top bunk! jesus! i'd fall off and die. ok yeah i'm done. goodnight.