why are there pink hearts on my navigation strip?! i did not request hearts on my navigation strip! bastards.

closing time



i'm exhausted, but i had a good week.

last night i went out with bree, brian, and tricia. we started at hank's, a crappy hick bar where our friend april works. we played dice with a guy named montana who had an awesome achy-breaky mullet. april gave us lots of free drinks.



we left hank's and headed downtown to show off our killer dance moves. the guy in the right corner has spent so much time playing xbox that he no longer finds women attractive. sad, but true. everything after the moment i took this picture is a complete blur.

craig
i snapped this last night right before i went to bed.

scrabble night with noah
the night started out fun...

biggest strawberry ever
i may be broke, and i may have pretty much nothing but ramen noodles to eat for the next week or two, but i have this gigantic strawberry. well, i had it. it's already been eaten. :)

there are some pictures that i've been meaning to post, but i just haven't had the time. and since i'm currently trying to avoid working on take-home finals, i thought now would be a perfect time to do this.


study time at perkins

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birthday cake!
this is the infamous birthday cake that was stolen and dropped in a parking lot. it was delicious.

craig recovering from his illness
craig seems to be doing okay today. he had a hard time taking his medicine this morning, which was probably mostly my fault. i'm going to try doing a better job tomorrow morning. we cuddled in blankets tonight to keep warm and cozy.

sgt. pepper's lonely hearts club band
yesterday i went to madison to celebrate christmas with my family. one of the only good things about the day was having lunch at ella's deli. it's absolutely crazy in there, to the point where it's difficult to concentrate on eating. but i love it. i took this for bree, because she's basically obsessed.


ella's craziness

and one more, featuring our polite but obviously agitated waiter in the lower right corner. i don't blame him--the guy must have had at least three tables of eight or more. i hope my father had the good sense to leave a large tip.