With no real programs left to run in Orientation, the next two days I'm free to go to Bumbershoot, Radiohead, and do whatever drinking I need to prepare me for the start of classes on Tuesday.
Without Bielecki around, the place really dies I must say. He's out for the weekend with a friend of his from Flagstaff, leaving me to drink alone.
Also, I think that I must be long-winded sometimes. Tonight I found myself chatting just to fill in silence when it was there. I mean that I find myself talking more than other people I'm with on many occasions, I don't talk to myself.
And now I'm going to sleep.