So I had drinks with Paul tonight which was lots of fun. Lots of things to think about in terms of careers and journalism and what not. I will definately start reading Slate now (you’ll be pleased, Aaron).
Afterwards, Paul left his credit card at the Hotel Durant, and I went to go pick it up tonight — and because I missed dinner, I went for a butterflied calabrese chased with a fresh donut twist from Kingpin. God, fresh donuts are so good. How did I go so long without them?
I’m supposed to have memorized a Farsi poem for tomorrow, but I’m not going to, and frankly, I don’t have time to do it. Damn. I have Econ homework due next Wednesday.
And apparently I’m a signatory on a Daily Cal Letter to the Editor today. I didn’t know that they were actually going to run it — and I do agree with it.
