I Am the Internet's Gift to You
Turned in my first paper at 11 this morning, discussed/debated for the next hour.
Got home, drank celebratory 2 glasses of wine with lunch. Finished watching Enter the Dragon. Thought about starting Stephen Hero. Estimated plan for day = read hundred pages of Stephen Hero, make notes, eat meager dinner, meet up with people in way East Oxford, go to pub with people, wake up the next morning.
Instead, I fell asleep. Wine, sunshine, and kung-fu all combine to make a sleepy Ben.
Woke hours later, made dinner.
Walked down to way East Oxford with roommate, met other people. Climbed onto roof of their house, demonstrated proper way to jump from rooftop to ground. bought some beers at Tesco's. Drank beers. Convinced group of guys that beer was for sissies; lead group to pub.
Got some whiskeys, sat and talked to drunk philosophy majors and homeless people. (Basically indistinguishable)
Insisted I could find my way home. Asked kind stranger to point West, started walking in that general direction. Got hungry, started eying rubbish bins for food. Search proved fruitless. Instead of food, found unchained bicycle and unbroken bar glass. Took these items home, stashed them away from prying eyes.
Got naked, checked email.
Am currently writing this thing.
Got home, drank celebratory 2 glasses of wine with lunch. Finished watching Enter the Dragon. Thought about starting Stephen Hero. Estimated plan for day = read hundred pages of Stephen Hero, make notes, eat meager dinner, meet up with people in way East Oxford, go to pub with people, wake up the next morning.
Instead, I fell asleep. Wine, sunshine, and kung-fu all combine to make a sleepy Ben.
Woke hours later, made dinner.
Walked down to way East Oxford with roommate, met other people. Climbed onto roof of their house, demonstrated proper way to jump from rooftop to ground. bought some beers at Tesco's. Drank beers. Convinced group of guys that beer was for sissies; lead group to pub.
Got some whiskeys, sat and talked to drunk philosophy majors and homeless people. (Basically indistinguishable)
Insisted I could find my way home. Asked kind stranger to point West, started walking in that general direction. Got hungry, started eying rubbish bins for food. Search proved fruitless. Instead of food, found unchained bicycle and unbroken bar glass. Took these items home, stashed them away from prying eyes.
Got naked, checked email.
Am currently writing this thing.
posted by Ben Grad at 9:28 PM
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