Wang's Kitchen

Wind dropped by today and we drank quite a bit at the union. Was a windy day though; 5 degrees Celsius but i was going about in one layer and rosy cheeks and i still thought it was hot. maybe my insulation blubber is really getting thicker from all that pigging out. Could it be that Wind brings along the wind? Hopefully he won't get tired of this town; the sun will be out tomorrow and the brilliant blue skies will be clear. it means its time to hit Mifflin and the East Side to have a look at the hippies in their native environment, not that they're animals or something, but they're the only idealists left and are soon to be extinct. i'm blabbering as usual after a pitcher of strongbow but hey, since when old friends come visit eh? i have to get him drunk goddamit.

(blah blah muthafucking blah. another attempt at the insiduous monologue. wtf am i doing typing when tipsy)