Charleston was the shiz. As per usual. I was freaking dead tired, but I have a reputation to uphold in chuck town dammit! So we arrived late afternoon and began with a tour for Victoria. Hollis knows everything about anything in Charleston, so that worked out well. Literally the tour guides with the horse-drawn carriages clomped past us echoing the description of the cistern that Hollis had just given us. The tour guides, however, failed to mention that one mustn't cross the cistern lest one has a desire not to graduate on time, and that one ABSOLUTELY MUST have sex on the cistern before graduation. How one is supposed to go about doing both of those I'm not quite sure, but apparently it's the thing to do.
Hollis had us power through all of campus in a matter of hours. Yes, she's a superstar. I know. That left us with a little bit of down time before dinner at Jim N Nicks. Dinner was deliciousss of course. Melanie and I already knew what we were ordering before we even got to Charleston--pork and ribs platter with two sides of mac n cheese [to share]. And extra cheese biscuits. mmmm. For dinner, we pulled Josh and JD away from their studies, Emily and Libby away from the beach, and Kennetta away from her deep depression that was brought about when we left after cup. Partayyy!!! We sat ourselves at the front of the restaurant, next to the giant front windows that are TOO perfect for people-watching. Lucky for us, there was a high school prom last night. So in addition to the normal tourist freaks (think safari hats, floral pants suit, etc.), we had a whole slew of prom frocks to gawk at. Yes. We toyed with the idea of seating all of us on one side of the table, the last supper style, but then decided it might be nice to be able to move our elbows slash breathe..
After dinner JD and Josh were party poopers and returned to the palace. The rest of us were ready to turn our swag on. Well, actually, Melanie and I were working on our 13th wind or so, and were a tad lackluster when the partying talk started up.. but we came around. Like I sad: reputation to uphold. So we all went over to Emily and Libby's house to play some games. We began with this eff the dealer-esque game, then moved on to rhyme or reason. Rhyme or reason was new to me, but we were fast friends.
NOTE TO SELF: burn and kernel do not rhyme. more specifically, kernel cannot be abbreviated to kern. fml.
We danced, we humped, we identified one another's animal alter egos [apparently I am a field mouse].. all-in-all an incredibly successful night. We made it back to Hollis's house, devoured a large pepperoni pizza, then crashed. Ahh sweet king size bed of JD's conception..
This morning we hit up Einstein Bagels for delicious breakfast sandwiches that Big Jim bought for us via Hollis's bobcat bucks or whatever you call them. Thanks Big Jim!! Hollis is a celeb on campus. We walked in, and she immediately found someone she knew and struck up a conversation. Who does that? Hollis does.
After bfast we went to the market, easily one of my favorite Saturday morning activities in life. It's just a big open-air market with tables set up by vendors, like the one in the French Quarter in New Orleans. Vendors of tee shirts, jewelry, sweet water baskets, art, and basically any and every piece of crap knick-knack imaginable. Glorious. I left the market with a new coozie, shot glass, and tank tee. So pleased with all of my purchases. Truly. I also found a birthday present for baby Kerry, and Smel and I found these freaking cute monogram prints for 1979. Yipee!
We returned to the palace after shopping for a couple rounds of Lingo, then went to lunch at 5 loaves, a delicious cafe right by Hollis's house. We did work on various soup and sandwich combinations, and then on the strawberry shortcake and chocolate cake. Sadly, we had to pack up the car and vamos after lunch because Victoria had to be back in Roswell for Donovan's graduation party tonight.
Since being home, I have taken a much-needed shower, had a much-needed Ru San's fix, and posted 2 much-needed fb albums. That is all. I have two finals Monday that I haven't started studying for. Then 2 more Wednesday. Ave Maria.
okay it's 1 am and my small ass bed is calling my name.
PS dear ridley i am so sorry for the dry spell. forgive me?
peace love and kern. el.
