Night Out

Last night, after some frustrations, Beth and I went out on Pearl Street. We decided to pregame in the form of our sophomore year tradition: shots of vodka chased with grape kool-aid. Yummo. But, what was so easy, and went down so smoothly three year ago, seemed a bit more harsh now. After several, we decided to save money and walk to the sink. I love the Sink, I love the people that work there. Always a familiar face. After hanging with some of them for a while, we headed down to Pearl St. and went to Bacaro, which we soon realized was a bad move. After we went to Round Midnight for some dancing, and as per usual, the creepfest ensued. Guys perched on the edges, waiting to attack their prey. Obviously I couldn't see behind myself, but Beth and I were caught in a bit of a look and rotate to avoid the approaching vultures. When, of course I was caught, and she had nowhere else to move away to. We were stuck. Until finally, we had to use the bathroom excuse, and find a new bar. Instead, we went to Pizza Colore, and how wonderful that was! Delicious. Only two more weekends of fun before the big move. I need to take as much advantage of my time as possible.