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Stumpage Reports
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Saturday, May 10, 2003 :::
End of the Semester Social Whirl
Thursday night I had dinner with Romanian Neighbor Lady. She cooked Moussaka, some kind of marinated beef, and potatoes with cheese. Russian History Boy was there, but he left right after we ate. Little Redneck Girl That Always Gets Pregnant was there too. After a while the two girls cracked the second bottle of wine and Redneck Girl started whining about some guy she's hung up on and I left at the point.
Friday night was our little grad student together. We met at William and Mary Married Guy's apartment. We ate chili dogs, potato salad, nachos, and carrot cake. Also in attendance was: UVA Debutant Girl, Could Be A Punk Rock Girl and Mr. Could Be A Punk Rock Girl, Antebellum Manure Science Girl, Tobacco Museum Girl, Too-Smart For You Texas Lady, and the Lady Who Would Have Graduated With Us But She Got Pregnant.
We figured it out. There are six of us graduating. Two of us are going on for other Masters or PHD, two have jobs, and two do not have jobs. I am among the "do not have jobs" group.
We had a fun time, it started at 7 PM. I had told someone that wanted me to call, "Hell, I'll be oughta there by 9 PM, I don't wanna hang around." I ended up staying until midnight. We relived all the horrors of class, particularly the various idiots. Heard lots of good dirt on which professors hit on the girls. I like to think I'm not much of a gossiper, I'm usually out of the loop and the last to know, which is fine with me. God, I heard enough dirt last night to last me for a year. I think that is part of the reason no one left early. They knew they would get savaged as soon as they walked out the door. I basically like all these folks and we had fun, but I'm glad we're not going to be hanging out a whole lot.
These last two nights pretty much took care of my socializing-with-more-than-two-people-at-once quota for the next six months.
Quote of the Day:
Whenever I hear any one arguing for slavery I feel a strong impulse to see it tried on him personally.
--- Abraham Lincoln, The Collected Works of Abraham Lincoln , edited by Roy P. Basler, Volume VIII, "Speech to One Hundred Fortieth Indiana Regiment" (March 17, 1865), p. 361.
::: posted by tom at 9:47 PM
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