My roommates and I hosted a party on Saturday night. The attendance was zero. Being the irrepressible scamps that we are, we partied by ourselves and took pictures anyway. Here’s a poorly Photoshopped one of me regaling me with a rather ribald anecdote that cannot be repeated here due to my intractable sense of public decency.
In the past week I’ve left the house three times: I went to the Maryland-UNC basketball game on Sunday, saw the National Gallery’s From Impressionism to Modernism exhibit on Tuesday, and helped my roommates build a hardly anthropomorphized snowman in the backyard yesterday. Needless to say, I’m getting a little nutty from all my indoors time (and might be developing rickets.)
Time to return to the outside world…