Sunday and Monday 28-29

Sunday:
I gluttonously slept in till 10:30, showered, and left for brunch at 11.
It was a crowded place. I got my food, and sat down alone.
The scrambled eggs couldbest be descibed as chalky, but in addition, I had green beans, chicken, and skim milk. It worked. I put ketchup on the eggs, made them more palateable.
I was joined by one guy, whom I saw at karaoke the night before. He brought another friend. I heard the names, and think I remember one. Maybe I'll add him on Facebook. Then again, maybe not. A single-serving friend.
I was done by 11:30, there were meetings of sorts, and the day ended without significant event.
Oh wait, no, I did go sit out on the lawn to see Crash. The new one, the racist one, not the one with all the sex in it. It was surprizingly good. I met one of the first people at fandm that I've met on Facebook.

Monday:
I think I really let this day get away.
Woke up at 7, no make that 8. Fell asleep after the alarm. (Shh, I skipped my shower and went straight to breakfast.)
That was followed by a seminar, which lead into lunch.
Having a choice for my time, I dragged along a guy in my pod to a Multicultural gathering thing. We went for the food, which was good, but then we ran off before the slideshow. Hmm, bad practice?
Had dinner, not alone this time surprizingly, joined by some guys from my pod.
I followed them to their room, where we started a DVD of Spaceballs. We intermissioned, throwing around a frisbee in the courtyard.
We got back to the room, and heard a guy playing Forgot About Dre on the accordion. It sounded sweet. A guy brought his accordion to school. Nice.
Afterwards, had a mixed journey to find something called the PJ Parade. That was pointless.
I got back and went to sleep to The Beatles - Here Comes the Sun