Tonight, I planned to get trashed. I don't do this often. I usually drive to bars, have a drink or 2 and chill. But tonight, I planned to go to the bar I go to every Thursday and drink myself silly. I wanted to celebrate my last time there.
Penn decided that tonight would be a good night to have the "Walnut Walk," when 5 billion penn students go to every bar in the world and sweat all over your beer.
I couldn't take it. There were so many of them (how they keep their acceptance rate down, I'll never know). I had to leave my bar. That's right - MY bar. I go there every Thursday. These sweaty long island jews (95% of Penn's population) are never there, but tonight they came in matching t-shirts to ruin my druken stupor.
Instead of getting drunk, I got coffee at Cosi. Here's to being sober when I shouldn't be able to type.
I hate penn.