welp, went and did some numbers with Corey RE: our proposed cybercafe, and it looks like it will work. woot. Stayed home and cleaned for 3 hours today, did both bathrooms. Guh. It’s the worst part of cleaning, and I spared my roommates from such a horrible plight. Fucking nasty. And then I stayed home and drank hot cocoa and ate a cheese fajita thing (memories *sigh*) … Decided not to go to the underground because of the outrageous pricing … and then at like 2:30am, James and Mike came by … wtf? So they come by, and we found out there is a party at 430 N Weber! That’s across the street. So after a vicious jager-bomb (yeeaaa jager!), we set off across the street and partied … met some nice peeps, mostly rave people … dunno how I feel about that. Amanda, Steve, James, Mike, Keen and a shitload of other people … met trina and her friend stef, a stripper named Jen (drool), our across-the-street-neighbor Jeremy and all of his house-mates. Was a good time. w3rd. Got my Fed. Tax return. w3rd. Oh, Becky wasn’t there tonight. :-/ I think I like her … ahh well, no chance. Just gotta live it up when I get the chance, I guess. [b][u]UPdate[/u][/b] — Went to Hooters today and met a girl named Holly. Man, what a catch. She loathes working there (does it on the side to bring in extra cash), and gave us a nice dissertation on why it sucks. Very eloquently worded … she’s very smart, has high self-esteem, very witty, and hates the environment that Hooters brings in — on both the employee side and on the customer side. I fell in love with her while listening to her speak. Move over little asian hotty waitress Laura, cuz Holly’s got you beat.